Whose little lady is so crazy?

Chapter 490: Aunt, That’s Too Good

Although the Jiang family is the richest family in the town, this is the first time they have celebrated such a festive New Year since their wife passed away during childbirth.

It’s not that they were frugal during the New Year celebrations in previous years. The decorations were obviously the same, with big red lanterns, and the servants and maids working in the mansion also had new clothes, and they were rewarded with cakes, snacks and red envelopes.

But this year is very different. The smile on Mr. Jiang's face has never disappeared. It is said that people are in high spirits when they are happy. My master is in his current state. He looks like a groom in his wedding gown.

It's really that kind of happiness, joy and pleasure that comes from the heart!

Jiang Bai Ze got off the carriage, still holding the big bamboo gift box with the words "Happy New Year" written on gold-sprinkled red paper on it.

Pang Shi, the manager Wu Qing, and the accountant Chai Daiwen had all been sent to the government. After interrogation, it was determined that Mr. Jiang's wife had indeed died of hemorrhage during childbirth and was not killed by Wu Qing. Although they were not sentenced to death, their fate was not much better. They were sentenced to exile to a barren land three thousand miles away and do hard labor for ten years.

Even after the ten-year period is over, you cannot return and can only settle down in the local area.

Although Pang Baicheng never knew the truth, his fate was not good either, because those who had been bullied by him stood up and beat drums to complain. As a result, Pang Baicheng was beaten with a stick and exiled.

Jiang An also conducted a thorough investigation of the people working in the mansion, and several of Wu Qing's confidants were driven out of the mansion.

The old gardener continued to work as a gardener.

The remaining people working in the mansion, however, like the current atmosphere. The real young master, Jiang Bai Ze, is upright and kind, unlike the fake one before, who does not treat servants as human beings in the mansion, and either beats or scolds them, and does all kinds of bad things outside.

The master was angry at him for not fighting back. Beating, scolding and punishing him were of no use. He looked much older than his peers.

When the master is angry, those who work under him become nervous and cautious.

And whoever gets punished will take out his anger on them.

Look how good things are now, there is harmony in the mansion.

"Master, you're back." A servant came forward to greet him.

"Well, where is my father?" Jiang Baize asked.

"Young Master, the master and the gentleman are drinking tea in the living room." The servant hurriedly said.

Jiang Bai Ze nodded and went straight to the living room with the servants holding the return gift.

Before he entered the living room, he heard the voices of his father and the gentleman inside, tasting tea. Without asking, Jiang Baize knew that the tea was the one his aunt gave him last time.

As soon as my father came back and tasted it, he praised it highly. He only brewed one pot every day and shared it with my husband.

There have been guests visiting the house these few days, but my father was reluctant to serve them.

"Ze'er is back." Father Jiang looked up and saw his son who had gone to pay New Year's greetings had returned, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He had finally found his son, and he wanted to follow him closely for twelve hours, but he also knew that he couldn't do that.

So, this day, his son insisted on going to pay New Year's greetings to his benefactor by himself, so he did not go with them.

"Father, sir." Jiang Bai Ze greeted them respectively, and then told his father that Xiaoduo asked him to bring him some good tea.

When Jiang An heard this, he immediately went forward happily to take a look. So much was given again!

"Hey, what is this?" Jiang An looked at the tea curiously, then turned to ask his son what was in his hand. "This is what my aunt gave me. She said it was a snack and some small things." Jiang Bai Ze responded.

Then, he blurted out: "Father, sir, Bai Ze went back to the house first, come over later."

"Okay, go and do your thing." Before Jiang An could say anything, Mr. Chen spoke first.

Hong Xiaoduo had left some money for Jiang Bai Ze to find a doctor to prescribe medicine for him. After taking the medicine, he felt much better and his consciousness recovered a little.

After being brought here, Jiang An invited a doctor to see him, and with careful care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation, Mr. Chen's condition improved.

Watching his son hurriedly leaving, Jiang An muttered, "As a father, I won't compete with you for snacks or gadgets."

While Jiang An happily hid the tea his son brought back in the cellar, Jiang Bai Ze returned to his room, gently placed the gift box in his hand on the desk, turned around and closed the door, then he suddenly laughed.

How could I, as an adult, behave in such a childish way?
It was just snacks and trinkets, why was he so upset? When his father took him home, he took him to the storehouse and pointed at the gold, silver, jewellery, antiques and paintings inside, saying that they were all his, but he didn't feel as much as he did today.

After Jiang Baize carefully opened the gift box, he was stunned. The snacks and candies inside were things he had never seen before, let alone eaten.

He picked up a fist-sized, square thing. Was this the gadget she was talking about? There were small squares of various colors on each side. He clicked on it and saw that there were six colors.

A gadget? A toy? Or a decoration?
Then he saw the folded paper inside. When he unfolded it, he saw beautiful handwriting on it, which actually described how to play this little gadget.

It turns out that you can twist the rotation direction to restore the scattered colored small squares to one color on each side.

Jiang Bai Ze carefully watched the steps of the game for a while, and couldn't help but reach out and pick up a white dessert placed in an exquisite paper tray. It looked round and white. He took a light bite and found the skin was soft and glutinous, and there was filling inside. It was delicate and sweet with milk and the sweetness of some unknown fruit.

This is so delicious! It’s better than all the snacks his father bought for him after he came back. Jiang Bai Ze took another bite and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

After eating a plump white snack, Jiang Bai Ze couldn't wait to try the remaining ones one by one. Each one had a special flavor and was especially delicious.

Jiang Bai Ze was so greedy for the first time in his life that a thought even popped into his mind: Can I go to pay New Year's greetings once a day?

This little aunt is so nice to me!

Jiang Baize stood up, washed his hands, and started playing with the Rubik's Cube.

When the sun was about to set, the dinner dishes were placed on the table, but Jiang An didn't see his beloved son coming, so he hurriedly asked the servant.

The servant said that the young master had not come out since he returned to his room, and it was quiet inside.

"What are you still standing there for? Go and call the young master to come for dinner." Jiang An resisted the urge to go and see what was going on and instructed the servant.

"Bai Ze might be studying in the house. This child is studious." Mr. Chen said from the side.

Hearing this, Jiang An was very pleased and said, "There is no need to rush to study. This is the first day of the new year."

Hearing the servant knocking on the door, Jiang Baize, who had been playing with the Rubik's Cube for the entire afternoon, noticed that it was getting dark and that time had passed so quickly.

He put the Rubik's Cube away reluctantly, and was about to walk out when he glanced at the gift box. He decided to keep the little thing for himself, but he also wanted to give the delicious snack to his father and husband as a filial piety.

He took two of each kind of snack from the gift box, placed them on the tea tray, and carried them out of the room. Now he finally understood how his father cherished the tea given by his aunt...