Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

June twenty-first.

Jiang Yan returned home and made dumplings with Mrs. Hou together with Jiang Sheng.

"Here, right here, roll it thinner."

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to finish wrapping until tomorrow."

Facing his own mother's urging, Jiang Yan was very helpless: "Mom, it won't work if you let the mother in the kitchen do it..."

How could he roll dumpling wrappers?

A few days ago, Mrs. Hou came up on a whim and insisted on making dumplings. She started with kneading the dough, and rolled the dough herself...

After trying many times, it was not easy to make a decent dough, but the step of rolling the skin was another big difficulty.

"What do you know?" Mrs. Hou snorted, "It's only meaningful if you put your mind to it."

Jiang Yan: ...he doesn't think it's meaningful, even if he wraps it up, he won't be able to eat it.

When Mrs. Hou was about to urge her son to move faster, she suddenly heard a message from the porter that someone was looking for him.

The old woman who came to report said: "They said they were looking for Miss Sheng."

Jiang Sheng tilted his head: "Looking for me?"

Mrs. Hou asked, "Who is he and what does he look like?"

"It's an old man. He's quite tall. He's dressed strangely. It looks like a priest's robe. It's gray and has a stand-up collar, but it's narrower."

Jiang Sheng's heart beat suddenly a little faster, he put down the dumpling wrappers in his hand and ran out, leaving only one sentence: "Mom, I'll go and have a look."

"Hey."

Mrs. Hou was busy: "You follow the girl."

Banzhan hurriedly responded: "Yes."

The old woman also felt chased out: "Girl—"

"Who is that person? At the southwest gate, you went wrong—"

Hearing this, Jiang Sheng retreated and headed for the southwest gate.

When we got to the door, we greeted the concierge and met the person we wanted to see.

The old man walked in with a smile on his face and his tone of kindness as always: "Little Sheng."

"I haven't seen you for a few months."

Tall, thin build, flat eyebrows, long beard, slightly wrinkled face

——Clearly it’s Grandpa.

Seeing where Jiang Sheng was still in a daze, Grandpa asked: "What is that thing in your hand?"

Only then did Jiang Sheng come back to his senses: "It's flour."

I came out in a hurry, and I didn't have time to wash my hands.

She bent her lips: "I knew it was you."

"Well, our little Sheng is the smartest."

Grandpa smiled and asked again, "Where's your sister?"

Jiang Sheng responded: "My sister is going out, probably... she won't be home until after dark."

Grandpa patted her on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go, take me to see your mother."

There is a table outside the kitchen, and Jiang Yan is still working hard to roll the dumpling wrappers there.

Mrs. Hou was looking at the door, wondering why Jiang Sheng hadn't come back yet.

I saw two figures from far to near, followed by half a lamp.

When she got closer, looking at the strange face next to her, Madam Hou asked: "Shengsheng, this is?"

Jiang Sheng really didn't think of how to introduce him for a while.

Grandpa first smiled and said, "Hi Ma'am, I am the former abbot of Mushan Temple, and my dharma name is clear."

Jiang Sheng turned his head suddenly.

clearance?
I saw grandpa's palms together and leaning slightly: "I came back from a long journey, and I came to visit rashly today, so I'm bothering you."

Mrs. Hou was even more at a loss: "The master came to look for the little girl, what's the matter?"

"There is indeed one thing." Grandpa nodded, "Ling Ai has an unresolved relationship, and I hope Madam will allow me to take her to Jiangzhou City."

Madam Hou frowned: "What fate?"

Grandpa pursed his lips, and said in a profound way: "If you have a favor, you must repay it, and if you have a destiny, you must pay it. It's just that the secret must not be revealed."

His words were weird, and he pretended to be concealed and refused to speak directly, and the atmosphere froze for a while.

Jiang Yan next to him quietly put down his rolling pin and raised his ears.

"Master must have miscalculated." Mrs. Hou's face turned cold, "My daughter has never been away from me since she was a child, how could there be any 'karma' far away in Jiangzhou?"

Grandpa glanced at Jiang Sheng: "It's not easy for her to wake up, if the favor is not repaid, and the fate is not repaid, I'm afraid it will be bad."

Madam Hou's complexion was slightly ill.

Everyone doesn't like to hear unlucky words, not to mention that her girl woke up after a lot of trouble, and she just recovered enough to run and jump... No, why did this person fall into a coma for so long? !
Jiang Yan leaned over: "What kindness, what fate?"

"Where are you taking my sister?"

He curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and his voice gradually decreased: "Who knows if you are a good person or a bad person, what if you are a cheater..."

Grandpa was neither angry nor smiling, and his expression was peaceful.

Jiang Sheng tugged on Grandpa's sleeve, and then said to Mrs. Hou: "Mother, I will tell Grandpa... let me talk to Master Jingkong."

"You and Xiaoyan are busy first, the master has come from a long way, I invite the master to have a meal."

Then half persuading and half ignoring, ignoring Mrs. Hou's stop, she dragged grandpa away by herself, and took grandpa to Zuixian building without any explanation.

Inside Zuixian Building.

Jiang Xian is discussing a new plan with Luo Lan.

The shopkeeper of the Jiangnan branch handed over a letter, saying that the taste of Jiangnan is quite different from that of the capital, and it was a novelty some time ago, but now the business has gradually declined.

Jiang Xian read what was said in the letter again: "...Didn't the Liu family say anything?"

Before Luo Lan answered, someone sent a message: "Master, Miss Sheng is here."

As soon as these words fell, Jiang Sheng had already arrived in front of him.

Jiang Xian was stunned.

Alongside her sister was someone she knew very well, but she hadn't seen for a long, long time.

Luo Lan saw that she was in a bad mood, so he asked in a low voice, "Boss, do you want me to come back later?"

Jiang Xian folded the letter paper and put it away: "You go first, write a letter to the Liu family, and ask them."

"Yes."

Luo Lan opened the door and went out.

There are only three grandparents and grandchildren left.

Grandpa returned to his smiling face again: "Little Zheng."

Jiang Xian paused for a moment.

How many years has she not heard this name?

But he just asked lightly: "What's the matter?"

Grandpa was dissatisfied: "After so many years of absence, you still haven't made any progress at all, and you can't see any vivacity of a little girl's family."

Jiang Xian said "hmm": "You are always making progress, you can send me to a strange place for six years without seeing me."

After returning from Linzhou, Jiang Sheng told her everything he knew.

In addition to the information obtained before, Jiang Sheng can guess all the other things that Jiang Sheng didn't know.

"Why haven't I come to see it?" Grandpa retorted, "Didn't I feel relieved after seeing you flourishing in Linyi?"

Jiang Xian sneered: "Then I'm fine now, what are you doing here?"

Grandpa snorted, "Isn't Xiao Shengfei pulling me here..."

He had just returned to Xiao Chao, and he didn't even visit his junior brother!
Jiang Xian sneered: "She has so much strength to hold you?"

"What else can I do with my old bones?"

"You are amazing, why bother to be humble—maybe I am still here today, but I don't know where I will be sent tomorrow."

Jiang Sheng had a headache.

Why do you quarrel as soon as you meet?

Grandpa continued to mutter: "Where can I take you well?"

Jiang Xian nodded: "Then where do you want to send her?"

grandfather:……

What's the matter with feeling guilty for a while?

Jiang Xian was casually sarcastic, but at this moment, seeing that he seemed to be suddenly shorter, he frowned and said, "Where are you really going to take her?"

"Wait, wait, wait." Jiang Sheng hurriedly walked over, "Don't make noise, sister—"

"It turns out that Master Yinkong said that it would be fine if his senior brother was here?"

Jiang Sheng glanced at his grandfather, shrugged, and then spread his hands, indicating that his grandfather is the so-called "senior brother" by Master Yinkong.

But this explanation, she suddenly felt a little funny.

Jiang Xian only said indifferently: "I guessed it."

Jiang Sheng opened his mouth: "Oh..."

Okay, she's stupid.

Jiang Xian looked at Grandpa coldly: "So where are you taking her?"

In the face of Jiang Xian, Grandpa can't pretend to be so profound as he did to Mrs. Hou, so he had to hide the part that can't be said, and try to explain it in detail.

Jiang Xian nodded: "Go to get married?"

"Yes, as long as she wants to go, then go."

Grandpa stared, as if he didn't understand why Jiang Xian didn't hate him now.

Jiang Xian didn't hate him, and ignored him, and just said to Jiang Sheng: "But it can't do it now, wait another month or so."

Then got up and walked out.

When he came back soon, he held a flat mahogany box in his hand: "The land deed, the courtyard of the second entrance, is not far from Jiangpinghou's mansion, find it yourself, you will live there during this time."

Grandpa happily stroked his beard, took it, and waved his hand: "Oh, I'll just live in the temple, and let that boy Yinkong tidy up for me."

Suddenly saw Jiang Xian stretching out his hand.

He froze: "What?"

"Didn't you want it? I sold it out of my teeth."

"You man, there is no reason to take back what you send out."

Jiang Xian: ...

Then the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Jiang Sheng suppressed a smile.

Grandpa is back too, which is great.