Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Lu Sheng smiled like an angel: "It sounds like I am not insidious."

"..."

Not long ago, my daughter just bought a listed company, using improper means.

Lu Jingsong felt that he was really worried and stopped worrying about business matters: "Isn't he gay? Why did he bring a girl?"

Lu Jingsong also heard about Jiang Zhi coming out before.

Lu Sheng said, "I've been straightened a long time ago."

Can it be broken straight?

Lu Jingsong felt that he was ignorant and looked away from a distance: "Whose girl is from?"

"My boyfriend's niece."

"..."

This sounds unfavorable fate.

"Dad, don't call that boy or boy Jiang Zhi from now on." Lu Sheng said seriously, "When I marry Zhou Qingren in the future, I will be relatives."

Lu Jingsong: "..."

This tone of hate to marry, it is really not a good feeling to be a father.

"Don't say it too early, Xu Jiuru doesn't want to be relatives with our Lu family." Lin Qiunan walked behind, Yao Tourmaline supported her.

"Grandma, this can't be said of the old lady from the Jiang family. His grandson likes my niece." Lu Sheng was a little proud of what he said.

Yao Tourmaline gave her a white look: "What is your niece, you are not ashamed!"

Lu Sheng hummed, she was very proud of the recent spring breeze, and the sour smell of love was very strong.

When Lu Jingsong saw that his daughter was in love, he was even more worried about his son: "Xinglan, Jiang Zhi is looking for a girlfriend, why don't you fall in love?"

Lu Xinglan walked at the back, dozing off as if not waking up, listlessly: "Talking."

Lu Jingsong immediately asked, "Who to talk to?"

He buttoned his shirt to the top, serious: "Follow Zhou Gong."

"..."

Had a debt collector!

He yawned: "I'll go to the car to sleep for a while." He couldn't help his sleepiness, so he quickened his pace and went one step ahead.

Lu Jingsong looked at his son's back and was very worried: "Wife, what can our son do? I know how to sleep all day long. If this continues, I will have to bachelor."

"If it doesn't work," Yao Tourxi thought for a while, "get a dog."

Lu Jingsong didn't know whether to raise a dog as a son or a daughter-in-law, and he did not dare to ask.

"You go down and wait for me," Lin Qiunan stopped at the intersection halfway up the mountain, "I'll go to the incense stick."

Yao Tourmael is worried: "I will accompany you over."

"no need."

The mountain road was not easy to walk, so Lin Qiunan walked along the path alone with a cane.

Lu Sheng couldn't help being curious: "Mom, who would grandma offer incense?" The old lady would go there and offer incense every year, alone without being accompanied.

Yao Tourmaline sighed: "The person who was originally your second aunt."

"Jianzhi's mother?"

"Ok."

The cemetery of Jiang Zhi’s mother and Lu Jingyuan’s cemetery are only half a hill apart.

Lin Qiunan lighted three incense sticks and squatted in front of the tombstone: "I don't know if I am getting older. I have always been sleeping well recently. When I close my eyes, I will see you and Jing Yuan."

She put the sandalwood in the copper stove, and the ashes fell on her hands, making it a bit hot.

The wind was strong, and the old man's white hair was hanging down his temples.

"Jing Yuan gave me a dream, saying he blamed me, I blamed me for not treating you well." Lin Qiunan tremblingly brushed the words on the tombstone with tears, "At that time, I only cared about us Jing Yuan, sorry for you, Wan Sue."

It's almost three o'clock.

Xu Jiuru just woke up after lunch and shouted in the house.

"Fu Xi."

"Fu Xi."

Jiang Chuan replied from outside: "Old lady, Sister Xi'er just left."

Xu Jiuru put on a thin coat and stood up: "Where did she go?"

"Sister Xi didn't say, she went out very early."

Xu Jiuru was uncomfortable and used lunch in the house. I didn't know that Jiang Fuxi was out.

She asked again: "Where is Agui?"

Jiang Chuan replied: "A few days later, it will be the memorial day for Young Master Wei Xuan. Agui went out to buy things for memorials."

Jiang Weixuan's memorial day was only three days after Guan Wansu.

Jiang Fuxi's father was buried in a mountain in the suburbs. It was not a serious cemetery and no monument was erected. The ashes of burning paper were blown over the mountains by the wind.

In front of the grave, she squatted, with Agui standing behind her.

"Sister Xi, we should go back now."

"I'll stay a while, you go back first."

Agui shook his head and accompanied him.

She took a small shovel and shoveled the weeds in front of the grave: "Father, wait a minute, I can move my mother's grave to be with you in a short time."

The Jiang family has its own cemetery. Jiang Zhi’s father Jiang Weixuan and her mother Jiang Weining are buried there. Guan Wansu’s coffin cannot enter the Jiang family’s cemetery, nor can her father.

The next day, Jiang Zhi's crew went out to shoot on location.

Xue Baoyi did not go to work early in the morning, so she came to explore Fang's ideal class. Fang Ideal was putting on makeup, and Xue Baoyi was complaining: "When will my wife's scene be finished? If the filming is not finished, her belly will show up. ."

The baby in Fang Ideal's belly is almost four months old.

Zhou Xufang didn't come this morning. He set up a stall and sold electric fans early in the morning. Jiang Zhi couldn't lift his energy and replied perfunctorily: "It's coming soon."

Xue Baoyi felt resentful and still muttered: "Where did Su Chan offend you, you have to replace her, so that we have to remake our ideals."

Zhou Xufang must be basking in such a big sun.

The thought of his girlfriend being in the wind and sun makes Jiang Zhi irritable: "Xue Baoyi, it's almost enough."

He snorted and then said the business: "Your parents' affairs, I have found a little bit."

Jiang Zhi moved away the people next to him.

"Your mother was originally going to marry Lu Jingyuan, the second master of the Lu family. Just a few days before the marriage, Lu Jingyuan went to pick up the future mother-in-law, and there was a car accident on the way back." Xue Baoyi glanced at Jiang Zhi's face before continuing. , "Lu Jingyuan's mother-in-law, your grandmother, was seriously injured at the time and spent half a month in the intensive care unit."

Xu Jiuru never mentioned these.

"Where is Lu Jingyuan?"

"He passed away on the spot. When it was said that the truck hit him, he turned the steering wheel to get your grandma to avoid it. Because of this, the Lu family rejected your mother. During Lu Jingyuan’s funeral, the Lu family He refused to see her. At the time, your grandma was still in the hospital and needed a lot of money."

Guan Wansu was just the daughter of an ordinary family. Her father went early and broke contact with her relatives in her hometown a few years earlier. She hadn't graduated yet, so where did she come up with such a sum of money.

"It didn't take long for your mother to marry your father." Xue Baoyi didn't have to guess at all. Jiang Zhi's mother married Jiang's family for life-saving money.

"Not long after you were married, she was pregnant with you, but your grandma still did not save her. She died not long after you were born."

When the old man passed away, the only bargaining chip in Jiang Weixuan's hand also lapsed.

"On the day of Lu Jingyuan's memorial day, your mother died in a car accident. The accident happened together with the driver who was driving. The driver was a distant relative of your housekeeper, Gui family."

On the third day after Guan Wansu's death, Jiang Weixuan committed suicide.

In just a few days, the Jiang family went to three lives.

On May 19, Jiang Weixuan's memorial day, Jiang Zhi returned to his old house. Every year on this day, the red lanterns of the Jiang family will be replaced with white lanterns. Xu Jiuru will personally go to the ancestral hall to invite the memorial tablets back, and worship at home, all the young and old will be there.

"Wei Xuan, Brother Zhi has already taken over the family business." Xu Jiuru said, standing in front of the memorial tablet, "You know well in the spring, and you must bless him with everything going well."

Jiang Zhi knelt on the futon, knocked his head, and put on three sticks of incense.

Xu Jiuru ordered another handful of sandalwood, and summoned the Jiang family to the front: "You all come over and put on the incense."

When the peers bow, the juniors will kowtow.

Xu Jiuru gave birth to five children, and Jiang Weixuan, the third oldest, was her favorite.

After the worship, she called Jiang Zhi aside and asked him about business matters: "Brother Zhi, are you sure about the drug administration project?"

It is also a project of the Food and Drug Administration.

She seems to be particularly interested in this project.

Jiang Zhi replied: "Half it."

"What about the other half?"

He sat down, his complexion was not very good, he still had a cough, and he looked a little sick: "Grandma, the Lu family is not so easy to deal with."

"People in the mall, sometimes they will use some less bright means." Xu Jiuru reminded, "Brother Zhi, the Lu family are not all gentlemen, you have to take precautions."

People are in the market, and ill-conceived means are inevitable. The winner is king, and the small is the big one.

Xu Jiuru taught Jiang Zhi this way before, and she reminded him that when necessary, he does not need to be open and upright.

Jiang Zhi nodded slowly: "I know."