Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 240 I'm Not His Wife
Aunt Jiang patted Jiang Sheng's hand, her eyebrows were gentle, and her tone was amiable: "What's your name, can I call you by your nickname?"

"Speaking of which, Qin girl promised her that if she gave birth to a daughter, she would let that little girl recognize me as a godmother, but it's a pity..."

Aunt Jiang shook her head.

This kind of thing that sounds like a scar, Jiang Sheng didn't get to the bottom of it, the corners of his lips curled up: "I don't have a nickname, the elders at home call me Xiao Sheng, and the teacher calls me Xiao Jiang."

"Then I'll call you Xiao Sheng so you can kill me?"

"Of course you can."

Aunt Jiang directed sugar porridge and honey water in the direction of Jiang Sheng: "Xiao Sheng is hungry? Eat something."

Jiang Sheng brought over the sweet porridge: "Ma'am, give him the honey water."

Jiang Sheng pointed to Jiang Yan.

"He was drinking."

Jiang Yan's eyes moved.

Suddenly, Aunt Su put down the honey water: "Where did Xiaoyu go to drink again, young people can't drink so much, do you know?"

"Your uncle just likes to drink, and now he can't speak well."

If Uncle Wu is here, he must refute
——He can't speak well!

"But your uncle is now being persuaded by me, he has given up, and his face is flushed, so wine is not a good thing."

"Xiao Sheng, drink the sugar porridge, it's going to be cold." Aunt Su felt that she was going too far, patted her head, and said with a smile, "The one with brown sugar in it, the skin is very good after drinking it."

There is a large spoonful of bean paste on top of the crystal clear and glutinous porridge. The bean paste is fine and dense at a glance, and it is also dotted with a few orange dried osmanthus flowers.

It's not yet the season for the sweet-scented osmanthus to bloom, it should have been last year, but the tiny petals are intact, without falling petals or withered colors.

The finishing touch is beautiful.

Jiang Sheng mixed the bean paste and white porridge, the bean paste slowly sank, and the sweet-scented osmanthus was also mixed with the porridge, and then reflected in a clean white porcelain bowl, there was a very faint sweet fragrance.

It is sweet, not greasy.

Seeing Jiang Sheng eating porridge, Aunt Jiang asked with bright eyes: "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious and hot."

Aunt Jiang happily put another bowl of gorgon soup in front of Jiang Sheng: "This one is also delicious, it's from Nantang, it's so far away."

It's a pity that she came to Linyi, otherwise there will be fresh chicken head rice to eat in a few months, the taste is much more tender than Gorgon.

"Try all of them, and which one you like will be cooked for you next time."

Aunt Jiang still didn't forget to turn her head and tell Jiang Yan: "Drink all Xiaoyu's honey water too."

"But Xiaoyu still has to remember, don't drink so much in the future, every time you come here, you look like you've been drinking."

Jiang Sheng scooped the top layer of the chicken head rice soup straight with a spoon, scooped it to the low temperature and let it cool down: "Does he often drink alcohol?"

"Yes... I'll do the math." Aunt Jiang recalled, "Has Xiaoyu come here eight or nine times? At least seven times he came here after drinking."

"Since Xiaosheng came here together, you should take good care of him. As the saying goes, wine is a tiger that descends from the mountain. Wine is a great tonic, and eating too much is hurtful."

"It's for your own good to advise you, to listen to your wife, Xiaoyu, do you think it's Lai?"

Jiang Yan suppressed a smile: "Yes."

Jiang Sheng had just brought the slightly cooler chicken head rice soup to his lips. Hearing this, he frowned and thought about it. He finished eating the soup in the spoon first, and then turned his head slightly to Mrs. Jiang: "Ma'am, who did you say you wanted to listen to?"

Aunt Jiang didn't know and said, "Let Xiaoyu listen to you."

"No." Jiang Sheng shook his head, "Can you repeat what you just said?"

Aunt Jiang thought for a while: "You said Xiaoyu wants to listen to his wife, drinking will hurt your health."

Jiang Sheng heard clearly now.

Glancing at Jiang Yan, she blew the porridge in front of her: "Ma'am, you misunderstood, I'm not his wife."

"Huh?" Mrs. Jiang was a little confused.

"But Xiao Yu said..."

It seems that it is indeed preconceived by itself.

Aunt Jiang thought for a while and said, "I once asked Xiaoyu if he was married. If so, bring the wife along, so it's not good to eat alone."

"Xiaoyu just said that his wife is not here, and if she has a chance, she will bring her over to try my handicraft——now that you are not here to look for Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu will bring you here?"

Aunt Jiang thinks this logic is very smooth.

But I heard Jiang Sheng say: "I didn't come to look for him. I followed my sister to Linyi to play. I happened to meet him. I happened to be a little hungry, so I just happened to come over."

"If you don't believe me, ask him."

Aunt Jiang looked at Jiang Yan inquiringly.

Jiang Yan sighed and replied, "Yes."

Jiang Sheng's attitude was too generous, and he wasn't shy or embarrassed at all. He was just seriously correcting this problem.

It can't help but make people feel a little disappointed.

Aunt Jiang scolded him: "You child, how can you talk nonsense about this matter."

"Then your lady is not in Linyi now? Some lady comes here with other little girls, you can't do this."

Jiang Yan was dumbfounded, and explained: "I'm not married yet, I was joking with you at the time."

Mrs. Jiang didn't believe him anymore, and she was still persuading and training him for this kind of behavior: "...you are going too far, you are very unreliable, you come here and leave your wife at home alone...how can you still do it?" It can be said that I have no wife."

"It can't be like this, you know?"

"Which family is your wife from? I'm going to..."

Just as she was talking, Aunt Jiang suddenly felt someone tug on her sleeve.She turned her head and saw Jiang Sheng said with a smile: "Ma'am, this is true. I can testify that he is not married yet."

Aunt Jiang said "ah", "Isn't Xiaosheng married?"

"Nope."

Aunt Jiang's eyes lit up, and she had the heart to be a matchmaker: "Isn't that just right? I don't like blind marriages. It's better to know each other before getting married, so as not to get bored after getting married. There is no room for remorse."

"How good you are now, you can think about it, let your parents discuss it, I see that you are a good match, Xiao Yu is still very reliable."

Jiang Sheng couldn't help laughing: "You said he was not good just now."

Aunt Su was not embarrassed at all: "Madam, this is not a misunderstanding."

Jiang Sheng ate the last spoonful of porridge, pushed the empty bowl to the side, and said bad things seriously: "In fact, don't look at him as a gentleman on the surface, but in fact he is very unreliable. Don't tell me he is too scheming, and he will hide everything. look at me-"

"If Uncle Wu is hiding everything from you, will it make you feel uneasy?"

Aunt Jiang seriously agreed: "Yes, then this is not allowed."

Jiang Sheng then echoed: "If he sells me, maybe I will still count the money for others in a fog."

Jiang Yan put his index finger knuckles against his forehead, and said helplessly, "Sell you, what am I going to do?"

If possible, he hoped to spend whatever cost to keep Jiang Sheng by his side.

But he can't.

(End of this chapter)