When Mo Zhu walked out of Jiang's room, he was immediately called by Jiangyan. He stopped for a few seconds, then calmly walked toward the yard of the second leader.

Jiang Wende saw the moment of Mo Zhu, he was in accordance with the demon, how to shout, "father, is the ink bamboo hit me, do not believe you can ask him."

"Shut up, no big or small." Jiangyan frowned.

Jiang Wende held his breath and glared at the black bamboo.

Mo Zhu micro low body, "two masters of the good, I do not know what to call me to come."

"What Wende said is true." Jiang Yan is sitting in the position of being in charge of the family, with a great momentum.

Mo Zhu's body was lower and asked, "what's the matter with master Wende?"

"You put all your heart on the eldest young master, and you don't care about our two masters at all. Don't you want to do things for the second master again?"

This man's city is very deep, not a word with emotion, but also can let people realize that he has been dissatisfied.

Ink bamboo mouth light hook, "I do not know, Wende young master know whether he said is not complete, or even incorrect."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and eyes and said, "you say so."

"Father, he's just lying around. You really want to hear his bullshit."

Jiang Yan looked in his eyes. Jiang Wende immediately closed his mouth in defiance, and retreated a little.

"Master Wende." Mo Zhu took a look at him and said, "I shouldn't touch me. Later, he even wanted to be strong, but he didn't want to be violent with Mo Zhu. He waved his fist on his face

Straightening up, Mo Zhu had the confidence: "also said that the second leader only takes Mo Zhu as a useful dog. If it has no use value, it can be his son's couch toy. "

Jiang Yan frowned, "is what he said true?"

Jiang Wende falters and haws, most of which are true, but some of the words he thought did not dare to say

"The voice is very loud, and it is the posture that wants everyone to know the identity of Mo Zhu. Mo Zhu is too worried and persuades him again and again, but... "

Mo Zhu's eyes flashed by the light, "but master Wende is not listening, but also let Mo Zhu rub his body for him."

Seeing his son's incompetence, his mind was full of dirty thoughts. Jiang Yan got up and slapped him, "get out, roll into your room, and think about your mistakes on your face."

"Father." Jiang Wende was stunned by his painful face.

Jiang Yan glared angrily.

Jiang Wende had to turn around, cover his face and run away.

Looking at the ink bamboo, Jiangyan looks a little bleak. If it wasn't for the kindness of those years, Mo Zhu would be Jiang's loyal minister.

"It's very inappropriate for master Wende to do so. That's why Mo Zhu chose the eldest young master when he came here." Ink bamboo explanation, no drip leakage.

Jiang Yan's warning: "as long as you know the favor, don't forget it. You've been around for so long, and you know what you should do. "

Mo Zhu bows his head, "Mo Zhu knows."

"Go down."

Ink bamboo slowly back, thinking hundred turn.

When he was five years old, there was a famine. His parents went out to look for bark, but he died of hunger on the way.

His parents haven't come back for a long time. He knows the result. Braved the high fever, ran out from the house which could not block the wind and rain.

When he was dying of starvation, he was presented with several steamed bread thrown out of the sedan chair by the Jiang family.

At that time, he really heard Jiang Yan's voice before he was in a coma. Later, Jiangyan took him to Jiang's house.

For fourteen years, hasn't he fully rewarded the kindness he received?

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