It is said that I was once a big man [Quick Transmigration]

The days when I returned to City A were very peaceful. The Jiang family’s old house was in a very good location. In the old days, it was the mansion of a big man named Jinwu Zangjiao.After the turmoil of the times, the land deeds that were forced to be auctioned fell into the hands of the old man of the Jiang family, and several generations lived like this.

Mr. Jiang was over seventy years old, tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, and moved to a quiet house in the countryside. He spent his days playing with birds, admiring flowers and fishing, and the owner of the old house belonged to Jiang Bohan.

Early in the morning, the servants were busy, the housekeeper was in charge of the routine watering of the green lawn, and the driver was already on standby at the door, ready to pick up the young masters to go to school.

Yun Sang standing still on the dark brown wooden spiral staircase has attracted many people's attention. His slightly restrained eyes are very light, and his brows are like a landscape painting slowly unfolding. He is not wearing a coat, and his clean and white shirt is like It gave him a layer of light, and when he walked down the stairs slowly, he looked like a noble son from a wealthy family in the old Republic of China.

Of course, this is just like.

Jiang Yanhuai snorted. He was also wearing a similar school uniform shirt, but his temperament was completely different.Yun Sang was neatly dressed, and he had his neckline open. If it wasn't for his tall, thin figure and handsome brows and eyes, others would think he was a little rascal somewhere.

The days when Yun Sang came back were considered nourishing. After all, when your parents feel indebted to you emotionally, they will never be stingy in giving materially.

With the intention of making up for it, Fu Meixia often put big fish and meat, bird's nest and abalone on the dinner table for Yunsang, and even a small bowl would be piled up into a hill.Yun Sang didn't refuse anyone who came, and he grew up quickly. His thin cheeks became a little plump, and his dark yellow complexion faded a little, making him more similar to Jiang Bohan when he was young.

It also started to be a bit deceptive.

As long as no one made a special publicity, no one would be able to see that Yun Sang was actually a child who walked out of the mountains.He doesn't mind his origin, but the people around him treat him with care, as if they are afraid of hurting his sensitive and fragile nerves.

Fu Meixia made up for her youngest son, but slightly ignored the other two children.

Adopted son Jiang smiled tolerantly and understandingly, but late at night he silently wept in his room, the tears wet the pillow. After Jiang Yanhuai bumped into her several times, his dissatisfaction with Yun Sang had accumulated to a certain stage.

Jiang Yanhuai leaned casually on the leather sofa, holding a hardcover original book in his hand, and read lazily: "Tom went to the great palace and saw the prince. He had nice silk clothes and jewelry changing from the clothes...'I want to wear clothes like you. When the prince arrived, he was wearing a beautiful satin dress with jewelry hanging on it... Tom said, I want to wear decent clothes like you)”

Seeing Yun Sang looking over, he grinned a handsome smile that girls like, a bit provocative: "Yun Sang, I'm reading an English book, can you understand me?"

Jiang Yanhuai is a very smart person. He not only likes to ask questions knowingly, but also likes to poke people's feet. He knows that Yun Sang grew up in the mountains, but he still has this question.He himself doesn't know why, every time he sees this little brother's expressionless face, he can't restrain the urge to provoke trouble.

The Chinese translation of this book is called "The Prince and the Pauper". It tells the story of the little beggar Tom and the kind prince Edward exchanging clothes, and the fate is also reversed. I was once poor, and since then I have enjoyed all the glory and wealth in the court.

You are lowly, but when you wear the prince's clothes, you are a prince, with a deceptive appearance, a foreign satire.

On a happy and peaceful morning, the eldest son was free to show off like this, which was abnormal when he thought about it, and it was obvious that he was trying to mirror Han Yunsang.After Fu Meixia got married, she became a full-time wife of a wealthy family, but she was not illiterate, she understood after a while, and slapped her hand.

It was aimed at Jiang Yanhuai's forehead, which made him stagger. He wouldn't stare at his mother, so he glared at Yun Sang.

Fu Meixia was angry. The elder son's grades were at the bottom of the list, and the three-legged cat's English level could only be used to show off his prestige on the youngest son Yun Sang, who dropped out of school.She still didn't know that the eldest son was not able to say those few pretentious words, but the adopted son Jiang was the one who taught him by hand.

Last night, when Jiang listened to this story, he immediately understood Jiang Yanhuai's intentions.

He was happy to see this, but he still pulled Jiang Yanhuai and said, "Brother, don't do this, Yun Sang has nothing to do with my own crying", while seemingly unable to refuse, he reluctantly taught Jiang Yanhuai how to better satirize people.

Yun Sang was eating breakfast, he could understand, but he was too lazy to pay attention to this brother's inexplicable hostility.At the end of this story, the prince and the beggar are still in their respective positions. After a little digging, you can easily come to the conclusion that "the real can't be fake, and the fake can't be real". Is the elder brother satirizing Jiang Ting or him? Hard to say.

Strange, he has never heard of this story, why did he know the ending?Yun Sang was stunned for a moment, and frowned slightly. Even when Jiang Yanhuai was pretending to be aggressive just now, Yun Sang could even accurately judge where the other party's accent was accentuated, and where the syllables were wrong.

Yun Sang couldn't think of the reason, so he simply didn't bother.

On the other hand, Fu Meixia saw him wandering while eating, and thought that the elder son's words had poked his heart, so she took a few rich steamed buns and comforted him: "Xiao Sang, don't take it to heart, your brother speaks freely and doesn't show his face. , just ignore him. Today is your first day at school, and my mother has already called the teacher to explain that when you arrive at school, someone will take you there directly. "

"You should eat more now." Fu Meixia said.

Yun Sang nodded, chewed and ate slowly.He would eat as much as Fu Meixia gave him, for no reason, it was purely because he possessed the good character of wasting and pity.He will not waste extravagantly because of the conversion of status and wealth. This already possesses the basic elements of a growing character. It is a pity that people in the Jiang family have never come into contact with this kind of person, so they are naturally easy to ignore. They are used to starting from a person. Judging the future achievements of the other party based on their growth experience, academic knowledge and family background.

There is nothing wrong with this judgment method, but it is easy to encounter a black hole, especially if the black hole itself does not know that it is a black hole.

Fu Meixia has already planned the future for Yun Sang. The Jiang family is rich and powerful enough to support Yun Sang for the rest of his life. If Yun Sang wants to work hard, he can give him a few small companies. Leave it to someone better suited to take the helm.In their eyes, Yun Sang obviously did not have such potential.

Jiang Yanhuai finished eating early, seeing that Yun Sang hadn't stopped his chopsticks, he turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Fu Meixia: "Yan Huai, what are you doing, your brother hasn't finished eating yet!"

Jiang Yanhuai was already tying his shoelaces, while Jiang Ting was standing aside obediently and quietly with his schoolbag in his hand.

Jiang Yanhuai's attitude was extremely impatient: "He is slow, I don't want to wait for him!" Who wants to go with the bumpkin!Jiang Ting is also his younger brother, the other party has a delicate and sensitive personality, and Jiang Yanhuai is used to paying attention to the other party's emotions.If he was too kind to Yun Sang, Jiang Ting would definitely cry with red eyes at night, he didn't want to see such a scene.

Moreover, Fu Meixia and Jiang Bohan had favored Yun Sang during this period, saying how pitiful Yun Sang was living outside, and told Jiang Yanhuai to treat this younger brother well. The commanding tone also slightly triggered the young master's rebellious heart.The more you ask him to do something, the more he will do it against you.

So he ignored Fu Meixia's panic, and Yun Sang who hadn't finished eating, and directly dragged Jiang away to listen.

The two groups left separately.

Jiang Yanhuai is in the second grade of high school, and Jiang Ting is in the first grade of high school. He has an excellent family background and appearance. When he smiles, he will reveal a pair of shallow dimples and cute canine teeth. He was selected as an outstanding student representative when he entered school, which took away his brother's popularity.Even in the referendum, the mayor's son who defeated No.2 with a high number of votes became a well-deserved campus hero, with countless suitors active behind him.

Everyone noticed Jiang Ting's sad face these days. After learning that Yun Sang's return had squeezed Jiang Ting's family status, they all expressed their indignation: "What's wrong with you being the adopted son? Adopted sons also have the same inheritance rights. You have been with your uncles and aunts for many years, and you didn’t want to make mistakes back then. Why did he ignore you? Does he blame you in his heart? Why doesn’t he blame the nanny who did something wrong? The human trafficker who abducted him could possibly be bullying because of your good character."

"No, Yun Sang is a very good person. He wouldn't think that way. I must have misinterpreted it. After all, Yun Sang is Fu's mother's biological child. If he really doesn't want me to appear in front of him, how can I blame him?" What about him?" Jiang Ting hurriedly said a few words anxiously, his tone full of sadness.

But the more he tried to dissuade him, the more he appeared to be compromising, the more angry the listener was, and he was already gearing up, his fists and knuckles were being pressed.

The news that Yun Sang was going to study in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School spread quickly, even with that ugly nickname.

These suitors who flocked to Jiang Ting were originally a group of idle rich second-generations. Knowing that Jiang Ting was secretly excluded and there was no need for the other party to speak, naturally some people rushed to trouble Yun Sang for him.

Anyway, they didn't pay attention to a bumpkin from the countryside at all. This circle is exclusive. When they first met Jiang's parents, they heard that the other party was facing the loess and back to the sky, dressed in rags and cutting rice with a sickle. , They even took him as a joke.

Preconception is a very bad image.

They decided to give the bumpkin some color and see.

When the class teacher brought him over, he hadn't introduced him yet, and they already knew who it was, so the applause was not enthusiastic, and the applause was sparse and extremely perfunctory.

Although when I saw my face clearly, the sound of applause in the class stopped a little strangely, there were a few who were not determined, their eyes were glued to the expressionless face, their expressions were in a trance, and they lost track. like a soul.

What, what are you doing, this bumpkin looks a bit good-looking, completely different from what they thought!

Yun Sang stood next to the teacher, didn't make any eye contact with anyone, and played the role of an obedient transfer student who had just come to school.

But soon he sensitively sensed the hostility from all directions, and a faint and coercive look swept down the stage. Looking down from the top of the food chain, many people were stared with cold sweat on their backs.

——What's the matter, the school bullies in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School don't have such fierce eyes.

Looking at it carefully, it seems to be an illusion again.