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Chapter 222 Jiang Nanshu, what are you making!

Jiang Yisen frowned slightly.

Realizing that Jiang Nanshu stretched his head to look at his mobile phone, he calmly took a breath, leaving her feeling lonely.

Jiang Nanshu narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a gloomy tone: "Are you plotting to steal shit behind my back again? Can't you bring me with you?"

[Okay, okay, the old man in the front pulls me in, and you open the other one in the back, very good! 】

Jiang Yisen: "..."

Wuhu, misunderstanding has occurred.

He continued to nod calmly: "It's another family group. Do you want to join?"

[Oh, there must be a ghost, let me find out. 】

"Come in! I want to be with you forever!"

So Jiang Yisen quickly pulled Jiang Nanshu into a group called [Family Group with Two Surnames Matching each other].

By the way, I dismissed the group I just chatted with.

Jiang Nanshu spoke directly: [Conspirate to steal shit and take me with you. 】

Jiang Yisen: [Introduction, this is my sister, Jiang Nanshu. 】

Song Kexia: [? ? ? cousin! Why did you drag her into the family group? These guys are dirty. 】

Song Yichen: [Is it OK to push her out? I hate it so much. Stop rushing to give me gifts. I've already thrown them in the trash can! 】

Jiang Yunchuan: [Shut your mouths. My sister is also a member of the family. If you find it dirty, you should leave the group. I haven’t said that you have dirty her place, haha. 】

Only then did Jiang Nanshu realize that it was [a group of people with two surnames].

In addition to the Jiang family, there are also everyone from the Song family.

Go up to Mr. Song and Mrs. Song.

Down to my cousin who is still in high school.

And Jiang Nanshu’s WeChat nickname is [Money Fan Jiang Jiang].

She didn't expect that Jiang Yisen would directly drag her into such a large group.

There are twenty or thirty people here.

Most of them are from the Song family, including a few uncles, aunts, cousins, and cousins.

Song Kexia was her cousin, and Song Yichen was her cousin who was still in high school. Neither of them liked her.

In their eyes, the original person's flattering behavior over the past three years was just a source of amusement.

Jiang Nanshu didn't expect that the first time she met them was in a family group.

There is no her in the family group, and she is also missing in the family group.

It can be seen that she is an insignificant existence, and she can only be taken out and looked at when she thinks of her.

Jiang Nanshu directly changed the group nickname to her real name.

Jiang Nanshu: [Fifth Brother, don’t scold Cousin Kexia and Cousin Yichen. Their accounts must have been hacked. Grandpa’s family is well-educated and elegant, how could they speak dirty words? 】

Jiang Nanshu: [@松彰陈, cousin, since you don’t like those gifts, please give me back the gifts I gave you in cash. I really need this money. 】

Song Yichen: [Poor man, what you give me cannot be put on the table. Three years ago you gave me a grasshopper made of straw. Don’t disgust people with fake grasshoppers. I have not let the servants on the lawn until now. Spread grass seeds. 】

Jiang Nanshu looked at this line of writing quietly.

This memory jumped out of my memory.

It was the third day after she came to the Jiang family. The Song family brought Song Yichen to see her, the real daughter they had found from the countryside.

In her memory, it all seemed like a dream. She woke up in a strange place, left her parents and younger brother, and was watched coldly by a group of people, as if she was some kind of clown who couldn't stand up to the stage.

At that moment Jiang Nanshu really wanted to escape from this new home that was luxurious but like a prison.

She was very reserved and forced herself to pretend to be calm.

Until she saw Song Yichen, who was as old as Ji Ze. He was cute and cute, so he obediently called her sister.

She was so soft-hearted that she had nothing to give, so she gave her grasshoppers that she often made in the countryside. She used to give them to Ji Ze, and he could protect them until the green grasshoppers turned yellow and was reluctant to throw them away.

She thought Song Yichen would also like it.

When it was delivered to him, he was stunned for a moment, then threw the grasshopper on the ground and trampled it to pieces.

His sweet side was torn to pieces, and he rolled his eyes: "You are indeed a poor guy from the countryside. I don't have a cousin like you." At that moment, Jiang Nanshu understood.

The reason Song Yichen behaved well in front of her was because he wanted to ask for a valuable gift.

And when he found out that she was so poor that she could only spend a few dozen dollars on her pocket, he felt so unburdened that he called her poor.

Jiang Yisen frowned tightly: "Don't worry about these two, they are uneducated people."

The Song family prides itself on being a scholarly family, but Mr. Song has not even taught his grandchildren the most basic respect for others.

Jiang Nanshu suddenly smiled and squinted: "It's okay, brother, my cousin is very cute and I like him very much, so I want to give him a gift."

Jiang Yisen's eyebrows skipped a beat.

"Send it away..."

Jiang Nanshu's smile deepened, and there was joy in his dark almond eyes.

[Call me poor? I want to see if you will kneel at my feet and let me give you alms when you become a poor man. 】

It was hard to wait until the auction ended.

Jiang Nanshu said hello and left first.

The first thing she did when she came out was to spend money to buy a truckload of real grasshoppers. She gave the Song family's address and asked the driver to release the grasshoppers at the gate of the Song family.

When the driver received the job, he wondered if he had been tricked.

But the employer asked him to put in all the real grasshoppers by name.

He hesitated: "Ms. Jiang, would this be immoral..."

Jiang Nanshu smiled and said: "If the matter is successful, I will reward you 10,000 yuan."

Driver: "Go up the mountain of knives, go down into the sea of ​​fire, no matter how hard you die!"

He made sure to put them all in without missing a single one!

The boss must have a reason for doing this. He is just a worker.

Jiang Nanshu could still imagine Song's panicked look when his house was full of grasshoppers.

If she didn’t like the fake ones, she would buy them a truckload of real grasshoppers!

The phone beeps.

It's news from Fang Minghe.

Let her report to the Fang Group the day after tomorrow and prepare for filming.

Jiang Nanshu said there was no problem.

After replying the message, she returned to the villa.

In the evening, news came that the eldest lady of the Song family fainted because of the house full of jumping grasshoppers.

Song Kexia was so frightened that she ran around and then hit a white jade pillar outside. She fainted and was sent to the hospital.

And Song Yichen is even more funny.

He blocked Mr. Song from the front and ran out with a white face. As a result, he stepped on his left foot and his right foot, fell onto the hook, and tore his pants directly from the waist, exposing half of his buttocks, and was watched by a bunch of people.

Jiang Leyi called her to tell her all this news. He wanted her to avoid the limelight and go abroad for vacation, because the Song family knew it was Jiang Nanshu's handiwork after checking it. Mr. Song was even more furious and cursed continuously. Unfortunate family background.

Mrs. Song summoned Mother Jiang to lecture her with just one phone call.

It is estimated that Jiang Nanshu will be questioned when he comes back soon.

They have all known since they were young that Jiang's mother attaches great importance to her natal family.

Jiang Leyi was afraid that Jiang Nanshu would suffer.

Jiang Nanshu laughed so hard that tears came out.

"Hahaha, does Song Yichen want to die? His white ass was seen by a bunch of people, hahaha, I was laughing so hard."

Jiang Leyi: "..."

She was about to speak.

Jiang Nanshu's door was kicked open immediately.

Mother Jiang came in with a dark face: "Jiang Nanshu! What are you making a fuss about?"

　Asking for votes.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)