The little ancestor who was abducted by Qi Ye

The window in the study room was open, and the flowers of climbing vines and roses in the yard drifted into the room with the residual warmth.

It was a quiet and beautiful moment.

He Peijiu is well-read and well-informed, and Chu silk books alone are no problem.

The timbre is pleasant, especially when talking about things, the slow and uniform speed, the words are correct and round, and the reverberation is clear and thorough, as if coming slowly around the mountains, seas and flower forests.

knock knock --

At a certain time, the He family knocked on the door.

He pushed the door open only after getting permission, but was startled when he saw the situation inside.

Ms. Jiang moved from the furthest place to such a short distance, and her seventh master didn't have any resentment at all?

Mr. Jiang deliberately asked them to be together alone to discuss Miss Jiang's condition. Why did they lean so intimately together, as if they had a pleasant chat?
Jiang Nian guessed that maybe they had something personal to talk about.

"I've disturbed Master Uncle for so long, please rest for a while."

As if it was an illusion, He Yu could vaguely see the slight smile on Jiang Nian's lips that was too late to dissipate.

He Peijiu didn't have a chance to stay, so the little girl disappeared at the door.

The cold and violent light slowly blurs the bone phase at a visible speed.

Lifting his eyelids, he seemed to say again: Well done.

His back suddenly jumped up and was cold and cold, like being stripped naked and thrown in the deep mountains and old forests in the cold winter, it was as if he was going to cold him to death.

He did something wrong, he was the one who was abrupt today.

Because he is familiar with his Seventh Master's temperament, he didn't dare to think about the horror at all. In the past, this point was unstoppable. There was an important call...

Now it seems that there are more important things than family.

For example, this little girl from the Jiang family! !
……

Jiang Nian came out first and had a brief exchange with Mr. Jiang.

In fact, I only mentioned one or two sentences about my illness, and after that, it was He Peijiu who was popularizing the knowledge of the silk script of Chu.

The two of them seem to have reached a tacit agreement.

Keep your mouth shut about your illness
After a while, He Peijiu came out after answering the phone, and met Jiang Lao's eyes from a distance.

Standing proudly, shining gracefully.

Jiang Su turned her head to look at He Peijiu, who came walking with a cane, through the orange halo.

He came late and heard something about 'He Qiye'
But it was the first time in my heart that I defaulted to a man's appearance.

There is really no flaw in the bone phase, but the extremes of things will be reversed, and the extremes of wisdom will be hurt, probably because of this right leg...

Lame!

His eyes lingered in that dark place for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he met He Peijiu's eyes.

When the two met, without any contact, the atmosphere was already flamboyant.

One is arrogant and arrogant, and the other is wild and rebellious.

No one obeys anyone.

Two or three flames were born, lingering in the two people's gazes, and a little carelessness at this time would inevitably spark a fierce fire.

"Brother." Jiang Nian called out, with a clear voice, like a basin of water poured over his head, extinguishing the crackling anger, and took Jiang Su's hand and squeezed it, "I have something to tell you."

My brother, Jiang Nian still understands.

It was Jiang Su who first put away the rattling sword, nodded slightly to the other side, got up and walked towards Jiang Nian, without sitting down, leaning down with one hand on the handrail.

The neck is slightly tilted, and the left cheek is close to Jiang Nian's lips...

Very close, very intimate.

If you change any man with this kind of action, Qiye Luohe will definitely die in his eyes, but this person is Jiang Nian's own brother, even so, he is too intimate!

He Peijiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the fingers of the walking stick turned white.

The fading flames swept back again, burning a scorching and fierce anger in the eyes.

Jiang Nian paused slightly when he said something, and raised his eyes to look at him.

He was suddenly shocked by those eyes.

Immediately, it seemed that the whole person was thrown into the charcoal oven, baked so helplessly and flustered.

"...I, let's go to the yard and talk." Jiang Nian narrowed his eyes in panic, and got up after speaking with a beating heart, with a sense of fleeing in a hurry.

Jiang Su grabbed the coat in the living room and chased it out, "Xiaoqi, it's cold outside, put on your coat."

It's just that Jiang Nian, who had already reached the door, stopped for some reason, looked far away, looked at the people getting off from the car, and when his eyelids drooped, he coughed uncomfortably.

He coughed so badly that his whole slender body was shaking, and in the end he squatted on the ground coughing so badly that he was about to lose his breath.

"what happened!"

"Xiaoqi."

The crowd suddenly became worried.

A person who just got off the car in the yard ran in quickly, and the commander Jiang Su was in a hurry, "Hurry up, take her back to the room, hurry up and don't delay."

A lot of people gathered around, all with gloom on their faces because of Jiang Nian's sudden illness.

Jiang Su didn't dare to delay and trotted to the bedroom on the first floor with Jiang Nian in his arms.

**
He Peijiu rubbed her fingertips and noticed something strange.

"Ayu, come and sit down." Old Jiang greeted him.

And Jiang Huaiyuan originally wanted to check the situation, but he hesitated for a while when he walked to the door and then turned back, "With Ruohua here, Xiao Qi will be fine."

Mumbling to himself, as if comforting himself.

……

Mei Ruohua is Jiang Huaiyuan's third wife, and she has a stepdaughter named Jiang Sesur.

It took a while for Jiang Sesur to enter the room gently, carrying a few shopping bags in his hand, lacking interest, pursing his lips, and swept towards Jiang Nian's bedroom, his immature brows were full of meanness.

After a short pause, when he noticed something, he turned his head and fixed his eyes on He Peijiu's face.

A moment ago, his eyes were still the same: death is the best look, and now spring flowers are blooming, throbbing and fiery.

The man on the couch—

Jiang Sesur's poor grades in reading are not as good as eating, drinking and having fun.

So when I met He Peijiu, I couldn't think of a suitable adjective for a while, I only knew that a man with such good looks would definitely die without regret if he could sleep for a while!
However, I heard that the Meng family who came from the capital today wanted to propose marriage to the family. Could it be this man?
Jiang Nian's kind of half-dead sick seedling is also worthy?

Thinking of this, I felt flustered, and even forgot the basic etiquette, and ran directly to the sofa where He Peijiu was sitting, but didn't want to be stopped by Wu Zhi.

Jiang Sesur stared at him, and looked eagerly at He Peijiu, "You want to marry Jiang Nian?"

Jiang Sesur seventeen, should be dressed as a well-behaved student, but she is wearing a miniskirt, thin clothes that show her figure, a leather jacket, high-heeled boots, and even stockings to reveal her thin white legs.

Necklace with stud earrings, lipstick, voluptuous makeup, hair done in color and waves.

From head to toe, there is a smell of wind and dust.

Especially the smell of perfume, which is particularly pungent. If this kind of dress is said to be standing on the street, no one will doubt it.

He Peijiu didn't make a sound, her brows were furrowed, and she was fiddling with her fingers.

On the contrary, He Xuan behind the sofa stared at Jiang Sesur very unfriendlyly.

Street girl, stay away from Master Qi!
"Jiang Sese!" Jiang Huaiyuan scolded, and hurried over to grab her arm, "What are you doing? You are so unruly! I'm so arrogant and indulge you, I don't even call you when I see a distinguished guest!"

Glancing at her attire, she felt even more ashamed.

"Also, look at what you're wearing, how decent it is to go to cram school!"

"Do you have any education at all?"

Jiang Huaiyuan scolded his head and covered his face, feeling that he couldn't hold back his face, and was also afraid that Jiang Sesur would bump into He Qiye, and his brain hurt suddenly with anger.

"I, what's wrong with me." She was still not convinced, twisting her neck and choking.

As soon as she entered the house, she was scolded without thinking. The arrogant and indulgent little girl felt aggrieved suddenly, and she was an overbearing Miss Jiao.

"I'm just asking if the person who is going to marry Jiang Nian is him. I don't care about it. You just prefer Jiang Nian!"

Jiang Huaiyuan's eyes widened in vain, but he didn't expect to be labeled as "eccentric", thinking that it was too much arrogance that caused Jiang Sesur to be lawless.

Just as he was about to continue shouting, he heard Elder Jiang speak out first.

The sound is like a bell, sharp and cold!
"Presumptuous! Jiang Sesur, do you still have my grandfather in your eyes, who dared to yell and lose her temper in front of me? Where do you think this is!"

"Jiang Huaiyuan, why don't you shut this rambunctious and uneducated thing upstairs!"

Jiang Lao didn't like Jiang Sesur for a day or two, why lived in the old house because he was afraid of dirty eyes.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the distinguished guests are still making trouble like this at home?

Jiang Huaiyuan didn't dare to refute, so he responded, glared at Jiang Sesur, and exerted strength on his wrist, "Hurry up and go upstairs with me, there are no rules at all!"

There was so much commotion outside that Mei Ruohua in the bedroom on the first floor was disturbed, and Jiang Huaiyuan was seen pulling Jiang Sesur upstairs.

While walking, the one with a bad complexion was reprimanding him, his lowered hands were slightly pinched, and his eyes flickered with complicated eyes.

"Ruohua, how is Xiaoqi?"

Jiang Lao was looking at her, leaning his body, his eyes locked.

"It's okay, Dad. Xiaoqi has recovered. He said he was tired and wanted to rest for a while. Jiang Su stayed with him in the room. If the situation doesn't improve, I'll contact the doctor."

Jiang Lao didn't say much, just nodded.

Mei Ruohua walked over, rubbing her face with a smile, came to the living room, and bowed to the two people who were facing each other.

Glancing at the cold tea on the coffee table, he hurriedly called the servant, "Hurry up and get some hot tea, and the snacks I just bought. Cut a piece in the middle and send it to the eldest lady, and make a bowl of ginger tea."

After the servant answered, he left and went back to the kitchen.

Looking back, Yingying smiled. Compared with the Yang family she met earlier, not only was she good-looking, her temperament was also that kind of calm and elegant.

In short, he still looks like a well-educated person.

"Dad, you didn't say anything when you came here, and Huaiyuan didn't notify me of the arrival of a distinguished guest at home. Sese went to cram school today, and I'm really sorry for the delay in coming back."

"Don't mention her." Mr. Jiang waved his hands impatiently, "These two are my juniors, they came from the capital by car. You should have met this one when you married Huaiyuan, Zhong Yue. This is my youngest junior. , He Yu, the seventh eldest in the family, everyone respectfully calls him He Qiye."

"In terms of seniority, he is a generation higher than you and Huaiyuan, A Yu is young, so don't call your junior brother old."

What Jiang Lao said was to mention Mei Ruohua.

Jiang Sesur's fuss on the front foot was enough to be embarrassing, and it made He Peijiu unhappy, and her eyes were covered with a layer of thin ice that was clearly visible. If she didn't stop her mouth...

Mei Ruohua is not an idiot, she is as clear as a mirror after being instructed for a while, and greeted the two of them again with a smile, "Professor Zhong, He Qiye."

"Sit down, you two. I'll go and see how the dinner is getting ready. Dad, it's still cold even though it's spring. Shall I warm up the wine for you first?"

"Okay, do as you say."

Not to mention anything else, as far as Mei Ruohua treats people and things, she is still very appropriate.

So Mr. Jiang turned a blind eye to some things, and didn't care too much about it, otherwise Jiang Sesur's publicity outside would have been kicked out long ago.