The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 170 First Seven

  The old lady shook her hand holding the prayer beads.

  Pale lips, looking at Jiang Huailu with horror on his face.

  She even wondered if the child knew something.

  But she kept the matter tight, except for Jiang Huaiying and herself, none of the Jiang family knew about it.

  The old man has recently criticized her for the conflict between her and the Xia family. She only concealed the matter dangerously.

  As for Jiang Huaiying, Jiang Huaiying had first met the wife.

  Genji, afraid that she might leak the wind, naturally never told her.

  But Jiang Yubai and Mr. Jiang often do things outside. The old lady and Jiang Huaiying often reveal two sentences at home. Whether Genji and Jiang Yuqing feel it, I don’t know.

  Anyway, they are unaware of it.

   "Grandma, you have paid so much for the Jiang family, how can the Huaiying affection." Jiang Huai suddenly took the old lady's arm and blocked the old lady's sight.

   "If the uncle doesn't appreciate it, he won't rely on it."

"I'm going to hell, let Huaiying go to **** for grandmother. Huaiying only hopes that the Jiang family is good." Jiang Huaiying took the old lady's arm, wiped the corner of his eyes lightly, and looked at the old man every word. Mrs. Tao.

  The old lady felt in her heart, and only then did she abandon the guilt and guilty conscience that she shouldn’t have.

  She is for the Jiang family, yes, she is for the Jiang family!

  The old lady pressed her lips tightly and took a deep breath.

  Just for some reason, her heart is always a little uneasy. It seems that some disaster is about to happen.

"Lulu, the innocent prince was in a coma. Only when the prince regained power, our Jiang family would have the hope of returning to Beijing." Under the pressure of Lu Huaijiang, none of the old Jiangge students Dare to intercede.

  But the eldest prince returned to the court, and the courtiers who were suppressed by the prince would be called back to the capital.

  All these people will be helpful.

  Most of them here offend the prince, and the eldest prince is afraid to win them all.

  Some people who are reused by the eldest prince will be directly recalled to Beijing. The rest will amnesty the world, at least not wearing the body of sin, and turning your head will be able to imperial examination, and it will still be a bright road in the future.

  Old lady, this is a rainy day.

  The Li family's son, died early at the age of seven, and did not enter the ancestral grave.

  The Li family is the Wen family's in-laws, and the Wen family is the richest man in the deserted capital. It is said that the industry was spread throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty, and there were even rumors that the Wen family was originally a royal merchant, but the Wen family did not want to admit it.

  The outside world has always speculated that the Wen family in Huangdu had a connection with the Wen family, the richest man of the Zhou Dynasty.

  The Li family is the family of the old lady of the Wen family and the family of the little Li family.

   "Lulu, are you willing to make a sacrifice for the Jiang family?" As soon as the carriage stopped, the old lady stepped forward and took Jiang Huailu's hand. Holding her hand tightly, as if worried that she would run away.

"My mother and brother said that Lulu is a child. Generally, those who pray for the help of four-year-old children and pray for sacrifice by four-year-old children are not true love of Lulu. What an adult can do, why ask Lulu for a four-year-old? What about the year-old child?" Jiang Huailu said without hesitation when getting off the carriage.

  Everyone at the door of Li's house looked up.

  It seemed as if a loud slap hit the old lady's face, making the old lady's face pale.

   gave Jiang Huaiying a wink, and Jiang Huailu hugged her half-supporting and half-imprisoned.

  There was still a white silk hanging at the door of Li's house, and there was a faint crying cry from the house.

  Today happens to be the first seven Resurrection Night, which is a very good calculation.

  　 I am a ticket collector with no emotion...

  (End of this chapter)