Leisurely Daily [System]

As soon as Jiang Fan entered, all eyes in the hall turned to him.

Seeing Jiang Fan, Gu Changqing stood up and said, "Xiao Fan, you are here."

"Sit, uncle." Jiang Fan said, he walked over and opened his robe, sat down next to Gu Changqing, and then turned his eyes to the old lady Jiang opposite.

Mrs. Jiang was looking at Jiang Fan. Seeing the familiar face of this man, and hearing Gu Changqing call him "Xiao Fan", she was puzzled: "Are you Jiang Fan?"

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "It's me."

Old Madam Jiang's complexion changed, "You are Jiang Fan?!"

How can it be!

Isn't Jiang Fan a fat man with a bloated body and a bloated body?The man in front of him was tall and slender, neither fat nor thin, with a handsome and unrestrained posture, he didn't look like a fat Jiang Fan at all.However, Mrs. Jiang was shocked, and indeed saw the appearance similar to that of her second son on the other party's face. No wonder she felt familiar.

After the shock, Mrs. Jiang thought about the purpose of her trip, saw that Jiang Fan came in and saw her being rude, and sat down straight away, and immediately snorted dissatisfied.

She snorted, and the middle-aged woman standing beside her said, "Second young master, since he met Mrs. Jiang, how could he forget the etiquette?!"

Jiang Fan looked at her curiously: "What etiquette?"

The disdain in the middle-aged woman's eyes was not concealed at all: "The second young master has forgotten the rule of bowing down when seeing Mrs. Jiang?"

Jiang Fan asked her with a smile: "Are you teaching me the rules?"

The middle-aged woman bowed her head slightly, looking respectful, but her tone was not that serious: "The servant girl is just reminding the second young master on behalf of the old lady that even though he has been away for a few years, the Jiang family's rules must not be slack."

Jiang Fan nodded seriously, "I really can't slack off." He called out, "Come here."

A few robust servants walked in and bowed down to listen to Jiang Fan's orders.

Jiang Fan lazily nodded at the middle-aged woman, "You see that I'm not polite, I really don't understand the rules." He motioned to the servants, "Drag this woman down, and teach me how to behave."

Everyone in Zhuangzi knew that their boss was very humble most of the time, but if something made him angry, he would not handle it lightly.

As soon as Jiang Fan's words fell, several servants, surprised by Mrs. Jiang and others, went to clamp the middle-aged woman's arm, and dragged it out. In order not to disturb Jiang Fan, they were alert By the way, he covered his mouth.

A terrifying look of killing people and burying corpses.

The two male servants behind Mrs. Jiang immediately rolled up their sleeves and went up to fight, shouting while tugging: "Let go of my mother!"

Jiang Fan tutted his head and shook his head: "It's really unruly, I tied these two together."

Everyone in the Zhuangzi knew that this group of people was not a good person, so the strong and strong men standing outside the side hall were all servants who were in charge of patrolling the Zhuangzi on weekdays, and they had some skills.Hearing Jiang Fan's greeting, a few more people went in, gagged first as usual, then clicked a few times and then took off the arms before dragging them away.

All of a sudden, there were three missing people around, and the two young maidservants who were still in the hall had worries and fears on their faces, but Mrs. Jiang was so angry that she had relied on her superiority over the years to treat her juniors as she wished. , prompting her to realize that Jiang Fan had already changed, and she was no longer the soft persimmon that was pinched by others.The middle-aged woman is an old man who has served her for more than ten years. In Shangjingjiang's house, every word and deed of the middle-aged woman represents her face as the old lady in charge of the house. Hitting her in the face.

"You! You are presumptuous!" Mrs. Jiang was shocked and angry, how dare Jiang Fan!

Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes, I am presumptuous."

That casual and perfunctory look made Mrs. Jiang even more angry, "You! You are rebellious and disrespectful! You have no rules, but you are worthy of your dead parents!"

Jiang Fan said: "If they knew about it, they might have jumped out and strangled your eldest son's family to death."

Mrs. Jiang said angrily: "Stop teasing your uncle! Your uncle has provided you with food and drink for many years, but he raised a white-eyed wolf!" She pointed at Gu Changqing and asked Jiang Fan, "When Gu Changqing left your father and escaped, he was The person who killed your father, you still support their family?"

Gu Changqing clenched his hands on the table again. He hated the old lady Jiang for not allowing him to see his brother-in-law and sister for the last time, but Jiang Zhen gave him his life, and he could understand the other party's death as a mother. Pain, this is a few times to endure.

Jiang Fan looked at her coldly: "Stop blaming my uncle. Since you hate him so much, why haven't you been tracking down the bandits who killed my father for so many years?"

Mrs. Jiang's angry face froze for a moment: "That's what the government should do. I, a woman in a deep house, have no means to track it down!"

Jiang Fan looked at her guilty look, and sneered: "So you watched Jiang Feng take the property left by my father, eat and drink all day long, and even reluctant to pay for some money from the government. He didn’t even care about his death, so why would he have the face to condemn my uncle with a heartbroken look.”

Mrs. Jiang was so stabbed by Jiang Fan that she couldn't speak, her face was red and her ears were red, but she suddenly started to cry, clutching her chest and weeping: "Zhen'er, look at your good son, he only wants to piss me off as a grandmother. ah!"

Jiang Fan said lightly: "You howl again, and I'll ask someone to gag you too."

Old Madam Jiang let out a howl that was choked in her throat. She paused for a moment, and was about to vent it when she saw the two maidservants behind her rushing to coax her to stop her from crying.

One of them cautiously said to Jiang Fan: "The old lady is old, so she can't be stimulated much..."

"I have a big temper, and I can't stand stimulation." Jiang Fan cut off his words and glanced at the other party.

The maid quickly fell silent.

When Mrs. Jiang calmed down, Jiang Fan said, "Tell me, what's the purpose of coming here this time."

Mrs. Jiang was still trying to be brave, and stared: "This is my Jiang family, so I can't come back?"

Jiang Fan reminded her: "The Jiang family you are talking about is the two small courtyards on the other side. You can see clearly the land you are stepping on. This is my place. Besides, the title deed of the small courtyard was in my hands three years ago. Now, it has nothing to do with your going to Jingjiang's house."

The old lady Jiang took a few breaths, then jumped up and rushed towards Jiang Fan, tearing his posture, cursing: "You little bastard, your father gave birth to you!" I came here just to make you mad at my old lady? You have lost your conscience..."

Gu Changqing and two servants stopped in front of him, and pushed the old lady Jiang away who suddenly went crazy.

Jiang Fan sat there without moving. He couldn't help laughing at the crazy old lady who was still putting on airs a moment ago.

Before Jiang Zhen started his business and made a fortune, he was just a farmer who planed food on the ground. Mrs. Jiang was born in a farming family and lived in the countryside for decades. It can be easily changed, such as this cursing mouth.In Shangjing, there are people who serve you when you are rich, and when you are upset, you will wink or snort a few times, and the servants will naturally try to figure out what she wants to do. They only need to put on airs, and there is no need for her to fight in person.

Now it may be that Jiang Fan was finally so angry that there was no one available around him, and he couldn't help it, so he rolled up his sleeves himself.

Before he bought the mountain in the village, it was a bad thing for the Zhao family. Many women in the village went to the Zhao family to quarrel because they were afraid that the mountain would not be sold. No, Mrs. Jiang probably hasn't practiced for many years and is unfamiliar, her mouth is moving around, and it's just a little beast and a dog tossing and turning.

Seeing Old Madam Jiang's face turn red with anger, Jiang Fan waved his hand, "Take her down and settle down." If she sees him again, he will probably really get sick from anger, then he is really unfilial in the eyes of the outside world, little emperor He Ajin's deliberate move to make him famous is tantamount to doing nothing.

Mrs. Jiang scolded Jiang Fan while being carried down by the servant's arms, her bun was messed up, which looked very funny.

The side hall was finally quiet. Jiang Fan summoned the steward and ordered, "We will serve you with delicious food and drink, but you have to send someone to guard the courtyard where they live, so they don't let them walk around in my village at will."

"Yes." The steward replied.

Jiang Fan turned to look at Gu Changqing: "Uncle, the old lady is confused, don't be angry."

It can be seen that although Mrs. Jiang favored Jiang Feng, she was indeed sad after Jiang Zhen's death. She hated why it wasn't Jiang Zhen who escaped back then, and Gu Changqing who died.But this idea is too extreme, completely unreasonable.

Gu Changqing smiled bitterly: "I know."

After comforting his uncle, Jiang Fan went to Guanyu Tower, where Guan Xiujin was waiting.He wanted to use power to suppress others for Jiang Fan's sake, but Jiang Fan said he could handle it himself, so Guan Xiujin didn't follow him.

Guan Xiujin poured a cup of tea for Jiang Fan, and then asked, "How is it going?"

Jiang Fan said: "Leave her first, raise her for a while, and then send her back."

Anyway, they all know the purpose of the other party's coming, and it is impossible to succeed.

Mrs. Jiang was stuffed into the yard, and at first she was howling and cursing, but Jiang Fan really asked someone to gag her, and then she calmed down.She was insignificant, and after she settled down, Jiang Fan never looked at her.

The three mother and son who were pulled down by him to teach the rules, ate dozens of mouths, and were locked in the demolished house, and they didn't eat so well.The original owner was bullied in Jiang's mansion back then, and the servants praised the high and trampled on the low. The servants who bullied the original owner the most were the mother and son. Although the crime was not to death, Jiang Fan would not let them have an easy time.

Jiang Fan ignored Mrs. Jiang, but Mrs. Jiang came here with a mission in mind. After a few days of eating and drinking to nourish her energy, someone sent a message to Jiang Fan that she wanted to chat with Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan just wanted to hear what shocking words this eccentric grandma had to say, and before agreeing, he should get angry with her and ask people to ask, and chatting is fine, but if the chatting is full of shit, then that's fine. We can't talk.

The old lady Jiang gritted her teeth angrily, took a sip of the delicious tea on the table, and waited until she felt less irritable before replying, and she promised not to curse.

Jiang Fan saw her.

Mrs. Jiang put on a serious face and persuaded Jiang Fan: "You think your uncle has treated you badly, so I will ask him to make up for you when you go back. You asked people to target him everywhere in Shangjing and make him lose face. I will do this too. Let him not care about you. Xiaofan, I can't write two Jiang characters in one stroke, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons, we are always a family."

Jiang Fan saw that Mrs. Jiang was talking about family affection, so he listened patiently.Before Jiang Fan guessed that Jiang Feng wanted to divide the property from him, but he didn't expect the other party to have a bigger appetite. He hoped that Jiang Fan would pay him money to make up for the shortfall. Can't stick.

After Mrs. Jiang finished speaking, Jiang Fan said: "I am so stupid in your eyes?"

Mrs. Jiang's face froze, "Of course Xiaofan is smart, otherwise how could he earn this fortune, he would be better than your father." When Jiang Zhen was mentioned, Mrs. Jiang played the emotional card with Jiang Zhen again, and lamented, "Your father is my heart, back then..."

Jiang Fan hurriedly stopped, "Don't talk about my father anymore, you treat his son me like this, I'm really not afraid that he will hold your neck in your dreams at night."

Old Madam Jiang's complexion turned blue. Seeing Jiang Fan's refusal to get in, her anger level began to rise again.

After Jiang Fan confirmed the purpose of her trip, he was no longer interested in chatting with her. He got up and waved: "Send the old lady back."

Mrs. Jiang was raised by Jiang Fan's own vegetable garden for a few days, and her body became more flexible. She jumped off the chair and rushed towards Jiang Fan a little faster, but Jiang Fan was on guard against her. The servant rushed forward, and carried Mrs. Jiang away without touching her feet in the same posture as last time.

Afterwards, Jiang Fan completely ignored Mrs. Jiang, there was no shortage of food and drink, and someone would send her over if she wanted to be served by the maid who served her, and she dared to howl and scold and continue to gag—it is estimated that Jiang Fan dared to gag his grandmother. It was also the first one, and after keeping Mrs. Jiang for another half a month, Jiang Fan asked someone to send her back.

Before leaving, Jiang Fan told the person in charge of this mission: "Just watch the old lady on the road, and nothing will happen. She doesn't need to interfere in anything else."

Mrs. Jiang was stuffed in the Zhuangzi for more than half a month, and she ate high-quality ingredients every day. Although she was in a bad mood, she was still fatter and her face was rosy. It was from Jiang Fanzhuangzi. The fabric is more rich when worn on the body.

"My son is not filial, let me be white-haired and black-haired, not to mention, the unworthy descendants left behind will abuse me all day long, gag me and prevent me from speaking, and will not let me go out to breathe. As a human being, I was almost killed by him!"

On the way back, the two servants who were in charge of sending them back stood by the side with blank faces, listening to Mrs. Jiang crying to other guests in the inn with sad faces, and the two maids standing behind Mrs. Jiang also had expressions on their faces. Awkward.

An old lady with a rosy complexion, white and fat, well-dressed and healthy-looking, told you that she was abused by her grandson and almost died, would you believe it?