She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 349
It was already night when we rushed back to Youranju.

The rain had already fallen as big as a bean, and it hit the roof of the carriage, making a bang bang sound.

Old Mrs. Jiang really waited at the door with an umbrella, her face under the gray hair was full of anxiety.

When he saw the carriage stopped in front of him, he hurried up to meet him, opened the curtain and looked inside.

Seeing Jiang Zhimian, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mianmian, come on, grandma will hold an umbrella for you, don't catch cold in the rain, the rain in this summer is so cold!" Mrs. Jiang said.

Jiang Zhimian agreed.

Then he turned his head to look at Chi Mohan, "I'll come to see you tomorrow, you should go back quickly, especially Qilin, take a hot bath to get rid of the cold, catching a cold is no joke."

"Thank you five...Miss Jiang for your concern." Qilin said.

Jiang Zhimian got out of the carriage, and Mrs. Jiang immediately brought all the umbrellas to her, and most of her body was drenched in the rain.

"Grandma, shall I hold the umbrella?" Jiang Zhimian knew it was useless to push back, so he had to take the initiative to intervene.

She came to hold an umbrella so that neither of them would get caught in the rain.

Fortunately, the carriage was right at the door of Youranju, and within two steps, it was under the eaves, and there was no need to hold an umbrella.

Jiang Zhimian waved to the three people in the car again, "Hurry up and go back, see you tomorrow."

She also turned around and helped Mrs. Jiang go back.

First, he urged Mrs. Jiang to change into dry clothes, then went to the kitchen to make two cups of ginger tea, brought them to Mrs. Jiang's room, and the two of them faced each other and drank the cups.

The hot and spicy ginger tea enters the stomach, and the internal organs are warmed up.

The old lady Jiang asked, "Mianmian, I heard from your elder brother that you are going to open a beauty salon recently. Are you going to discuss with Chi Mohan and the others today?"

"Well, I went out to look at the shop and wanted to choose a suitable one, so I delayed until now." Jiang Zhimian nodded.

Regarding the kidnapping of Shang Shuci, she didn't plan to tell the Jiang family for the time being.

Now, apart from causing panic, it has no effect.

Especially the old lady, once she finds out about this, what's the deal?

Don't you want to follow her twelve hours a day, lest something happen to her.

She really couldn't bear such protection.

Besides, the Jiang family is really busy now.

To prepare for the second brother's wedding, to renovate Guangjuxuan, and to find a favorite object for the eldest brother.

Plus her beauty parlor and blush can't be left behind.

A bunch of things, don't make everyone more busy.

For Shang Shuci's matter, she has three helpers beside her, which are completely sufficient.

"Mianmian, don't work too hard, you know?" Mrs. Jiang said distressedly.

Jiang Zhimian nodded and smiled cutely at her, "I know grandma treats me best."

After talking for a while, Mrs. Jiang was speechless again, and started talking to her about weird things.

"You said Zhu Bai's such an arrogant person, why hasn't he come out for so long? What kind of disease does her son suffer from? It hasn't been well for so long?"

In the final analysis, he was not worried about Zhu Fengzheng's illness, but worried that Zhu Baishi was saving a big one.

It would be embarrassing to go to the wedding banquet to make trouble.

But Zhu Baishi didn't take the initiative to make a move, she ran to shout and shout, but it was her fault.

For the past two days, Mrs. Jiang has been thinking about this matter, but she can't figure it out.

I want to discuss it with my family.

Old man Jiang knows how to eat and eat.

Zhu Ruyi was treated like that by Zhu Baishi before, and she was reluctant to say these things in front of her again.

Where is Liu Qiaoer?Another naive person, people have learned to behave a lot, but they are born stupid, and they still can't get rid of it.

Not to mention the other sons and grandchildren, this is another generation gap and men and women are different, and it is useless to talk about it.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Jiang only thought of Jiang Zhimian.

Her baby Mianmian is a fairy. For such a mortal matter, can't she think of the answer in the blink of an eye?
Sure enough, Jiang Zhimian said, "Probably because the resistance is too weak."

"What is resistance?" Mrs. Jiang was very curious about this kind of fairy words.

"It means the body, his body is too poor." Jiang Zhimian said concisely.

Mrs. Jiang was inconceivable, "You are so fat and in poor health? My dear, those who suffered from famine when I was young, those who died of starvation and sickness in poor health, were all people who were as thin as sticks."

"Being fat can lead to poor health. It's all puffiness, which is not good, so it's hard to get well when you get sick." Jiang Zhimian said.

Although she still didn't understand what was going on, Mrs. Jiang still nodded, "Then get sick for two more days, and wait until your second brother gets married smoothly."

"Just hope she doesn't come to make trouble, don't hope others get sick, it's bad." Jiang Zhimian corrected.

Mrs. Jiang reluctantly said, "Okay then, I will listen to you."

Of course, in her heart, she still hoped that Zhu Fengzheng was ill, so that Zhu Baishi would not be able to go out and make trouble.

After talking for a while, Jiang Zhimian began to doze off.

Mrs. Jiang was so distressed that she hurriedly sent her back to her room, tucked her in the quilt, and then turned around and went back to her room to sleep.

This day was so exhausting that Jiang Zhimian fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

Open your eyes again, the sun is already high.

Mrs. Jiang wanted her to sleep longer, so she didn't call her on purpose, but brought breakfast to the house, keeping it warm with a sea bowl turned upside down.

When I picked it up to eat, it was still warm, and the mung bean porridge was very fragrant, which instantly lifted Jiang Zhimian's spirits.

After eating, Jiang Zhimian took the bowl to the stove to wash, and it happened that Zhu Ruyi was picking up the hair on the pigskin, so he raised his head and smiled, "Put it there, Mianmian, I'll wash it in a while."

"It's okay, there just happens to be hot water in the pot, so it's easy." Jiang Zhimian refused with a smile.

She rolled the bowl in hot water, wiped it carefully with a loofah, and finally rinsed it with clean water before putting it back in the cupboard.

No way, there was no detergent in ancient times. If you want to wash dishes, the most effective way to remove oil stains is hot water.

Coupled with the oil-absorbing effect of the loofah cloth, the washed bowl is still very shiny.

Jiang Zhimian admired the dishes he washed with satisfaction.

Then his eyes were on Zhu Ruyi.

She was sitting at the door of the kitchen, with her head lowered, carefully pinching the pig's hair. On her fair neck, there were thickly scarred earlobes.

Jiang Zhimian rubbed a lot of scar removers on her, but none of them worked, just because Zhu Ruyi has a scar constitution, and the slightest wound will leave a serious scar.

Now the scar remains on her earlobe, and it has become a permanent symbol.

But Zhu Ruyi obviously doesn't care about these anymore, she is even happier than before.

After learning to let go, she let go of the shackles of filial piety, feeling relieved and extremely relaxed.

Probably because she noticed Jiang Zhimian's eyes, she turned her head away and asked with a smile on her face, "Mianmian, what are you going to have for lunch?"

(End of this chapter)