Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 45 Jiang Yan's Idea

It will be Double Ninth Festival in a few days.

Jiang Sheng's courtyard was filled with colorful chrysanthemums in different postures sent by Mrs. Hou, and the festive atmosphere became more and more intense.

The day before Chongyang, Jiang Yan, who hadn't returned to the mansion for a long time, was sent back to the Hou's mansion.

As soon as Jiang Yan returned to the Jiangpinghou Mansion, he ran to the Yusheng Court before he had time to change his clothes.

He shouted: "Sister!"

Jiang Yanren arrived before the sound, and Jiang Sheng, who was wrapping charcoal pencils in the outer courtyard, rubbed his ears.

"Sister, sister." Jiang Yan rushed over excitedly, "My master said, you want to teach my brothers to draw?"

"Huh? Are you back?" Jiang Sheng asked, "How are you doing?"

Jiang Yan scratched his head: "Also... OK?"

Jiang Sheng stood up and asked Shan Zhi to fetch a pen and paper: "Show me the picture."

Jiang Yan twirled his pen guiltily.

"It's okay, you draw first, it doesn't matter if it's not good."

Jiang Yan had no choice but to pick up the pen, glanced at Jiang Sheng, and then slowly swallowed his hand.

Charcoal traces gradually appeared on the paper.

As soon as Jiang Sheng saw Jiang Yan's appearance, he knew that Jiang Yan was not serious about learning, so he glanced at him: "This is what you have to learn by yourself." She didn't force him to teach.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Sheng said again: "If you have time, come with others, and I will teach together."

If you do, it's a craft anyway.

Jiang Pinghou and Mrs. Hou can't protect Jiang Yan for a lifetime.

Jiang Yan smiled hippie: "Sister, but I don't have any money to pay for repairs."

He took out a brocade bag with silver silk moiré pattern from his sleeve as if offering a treasure: "But I have this!"

"what is this?"

Jiang Yan opened the brocade bag and said brokenly: "I saw these on the streets of Luo'an when I went out with my master. I searched for a long time before I found the two with my sister's name written on them among a bunch of bells."

Jiang Yan had "please praise" written all over his face.

Jiang Sheng took a look and saw that it was a string of delicate small ornaments.

The gold thread was tied into a complicated network, and two small bells with a texture similar to stone were hung on it, which were quite heavy. One bell was engraved with the word "Ginger" in frost color, and the other was engraved with the word "Sheng".

Jiang Sheng stared at the hanging ornament for a few seconds.

This feeling of thinking about you anytime, anywhere is the most touching.

Her grandfather is an awkward old man, he always dislikes himself and his sister, and if he sees a strange baby, he still misses them.

The elder sister is indifferent, and she is not a few years older than Jiang Sheng, but she has always been very indulgent.

In fact, after Jiang Sheng came to this world, he didn't dare to think about the things before he passed through the book. He wondered whether his awkward grandfather would be sad for himself—because Jiang Sheng himself was not sure whether he could find a way to go back.

Jiang Sheng clenched the bell tightly, the cold bell was a little bit painful.

Jiang Yan asked strangely: "Sister?"

Jiang Sheng took a deep breath and said softly, "Thank you."

It's a pity that the good sister in Jiang Yan's heart is not her, and even if the original body is still there, she probably doesn't like this little thing.

As for Jiang Sheng, sooner or later he would leave Jiangpinghou's Mansion.

Jiang Yan, who didn't know anything, was still cheerful: "It's good that my sister likes it."

He was also afraid that his sister would not like it.

In the past, my sister always wanted to teach him not to waste time on these trifles, and read more books when I have time.Then he threw the gift he gave aside casually.

But sister is also for her own good, he will definitely work hard to grow up!
Jiang Sheng asked: "Did you meet your parents when you came back?"

"Not yet." Jiang Yan was complacent, "Tomorrow in the Double Ninth Festival, my parents must have guessed that I will come back, and people will come to me at that time."

Just as he was talking, it happened that the eldest girl next to Mrs. Hou came halfway.

She walked into the Yusheng Courtyard and smiled as she walked: "Madam guessed that the young master is at Miss Sheng's place, and she told the servants to wait at the door. If you can't wait, come to Miss Sheng to look for it."

"It seems that madam knows about young master, so I found you from Miss Sheng."

Jiang Yan chuckled: "I haven't returned home for so long, I miss my sister."

Her lips were half bent calmly: "Madam knows that you and Miss Sheng must have something to say, I just want you not to forget, get up early tomorrow and go to Mushan Temple with Madam to pray for blessings."

The Hou Mansion is a wealthy family, and it is impossible for the female relatives to climb the mountain sweating regardless of etiquette.The Mushan Temple has a high terrain, but there are roads, which is very suitable for their needs.

Sitting in a sedan chair, go up to worship, eat some vegetarian food, and offer a stick of incense, which is to pray for You Ning.

"And Miss Sheng, don't forget too."

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "I remember."

Jiang Sheng knew a thing or two about the customs of Chongyang, such as climbing high, admiring chrysanthemums, and planting dogwood... It's just that in the era before she wore the book, people's life pace was too fast, and these customs had long since faded away.

Everyone is busy going to school, making progress, growing up, working, and entertaining... It's like someone is pushing them forward, and few people will take care of a festival.

"Miss, remember to eat some snacks in the morning to pad your stomach." Banzhan remembered and instructed.

"I know, I know." Jiang Yan coaxed Banzhan like Mrs. Hou, "Sister, go back and tell my mother, I will never forget it, but now my elder sister and I have something private to say..."

This is driving people away.

Banzhan smiled and blessed himself: "My servant knows, so hurry up and go back to madam."

Jiang Yan smiled and waved: "Sister, go slowly."

After Banzhan left, Jiang Yan said to Jiang Sheng mysteriously: "Sister, I still have something good."

"what?"

Jiang Sheng intuitively felt that this "good thing" was not a good thing.

She stared at Jiang Yan's hand, but Jiang Yan didn't take out anything, just said: "It's at my colleague's place, you will find out in the evening."

That was a good show, and Jiang Yan was amused just thinking about it.

Jiang Sheng instinctively wanted to ask clearly: "What the hell is it? Don't cause any trouble."

Jiang Yan blinked: "Sister wants to know?"

He looked left and right, and whispered like a thief: "My colleague bought a snake from the night market. The snake is as thick as a fist, with blue and white skin, and it always sticks out its tongue. .”

"I said I wanted it, and I have already paid for it, and he will deliver it to me in the evening."

As for what to buy--

There is no need for Jiang Yan to say, Jiang Sheng has already remembered.

Isn't that the plot of the original book?

After she crossed over, she repeated what she still remembered in her mind over and over again, so she shouldn't remember it wrong.

Jiang Sheng confirmed again: "You want to put that snake in Xianyuyuan to scare people?"

Xianyuyuan is the yard where Jiang Xian lives.

Jiang Yan rolled his eyes, and he smiled with a clear purpose.

Jiang Sheng was expressionless: "If you want such a snake to appear under your bed, you can try it."

Anyway, the big brother and sister will definitely not be scared by a small snake, and will just return it.

Jiang Yan shuddered at the thought of that scene, but he shrugged his nose and didn't care: "Sister, you think too much, why did you appear in my bed?"

Could it be that the snake would come back by itself.

If Jiang Sheng knew about Jiang Yan's mental activities, he would definitely say - he didn't come back on his own initiative, but was sent back.

(End of this chapter)