She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 367

In the scorching summer, the heat waves twist everything in the world into curls, and the cicadas on the willow trees sing in a voiceless, soul-like way, which makes people feel more depressed.

Under the eaves of the gray tiles, Jiang Shu finished talking about today's events in detail.

Finally, his eyes fell on Jiang Zhimian who was in front of him, "Third Sister, you don't blame me for taking the initiative?"

Jiang Zhimian smiled sweetly, showing white jade-like teeth, "Why, Miss Zuo is helping our family by helping you, but brother, next time something like this happens, you must tell us, don't hide it yourself Tuck in."

She just said it was weird.

When I went to buy star anise and cinnamon for Zhu Ruyi yesterday, I heard Zhu Ruyi said that Jiang Shu was going shopping with his blind date, and he might have dinner at home at night.

As a result, when Jiang Shu came back, there was only one person, and when he asked about his partner, he was only vague, saying that he was just a childhood playmate.

Only now do I know that I was lied to.

With Zuo Weirou's help this time, she may not be so lucky next time.

Does Jiang Shu have to bear the grievances and losses by himself?
As a family, we should help each other.

"I see, thank you, third sister." Jiang Shu nodded seriously.

"Then you go to the kitchen. The second brother is killing ducks. He said it is stewed with sauerkraut and old duck soup at noon. While it's still early, you go out to buy some food and let the second brother show off." Jiang Zhimian said.

Jiang Shu hummed, then looked in the direction of the main room worriedly, "Then Miss Zuo..."

"I'll just go and treat them. The grandma and the others will also come back from the plantation base later. If they know that Miss Zuo has helped you, they will definitely greet you more warmly than you. Go and do it."

Hearing this, Jiang Shu nodded, turned and went to the kitchen.

While Jiang Zhimian thought about it, he went to the room where the sundries were piled up, picked a watermelon from a pile of watermelons in the corner, cut it into pieces, cooled it with saltpeter, made iced watermelon, and brought it to Zuo Weirou.

In the main room, Zuo Weirou was looking around.

Seeing Jiang Zhimian coming in, he immediately put up his airs and commented, "Jiang Zhimian, your house is not very good. The wood is made of pear flower wood. My house is rosewood. And this teacup, right? My house It’s a special white jade teacup from the capital.”

"Yeah, my family is poor after all." Jiang Zhimian wasn't angry at all, and smiled with small glutinous rice-like teeth, "Ms. Zuo's family is still rich."

"Of course." Zuo Weirou raised his head triumphantly, "If you envy me, I can give you a set."

"No need," Jiang Zhimian refused, and sent the watermelon to Zuo Weirou, "I still like to use an ordinary teacup, it won't hurt if it breaks, so just eat the watermelon."

Zuo Weirou picked up a piece and ate it, his eyes narrowed with joy.

The ice is cold, and the whole body is comfortable.

I heard Jiang Zhimian say again, "Thank you for my elder brother's matter."

Zuo Weirou even suspected that her ears were broken.

No way, Jiang Zhimian actually thanked him?
As soon as she got excited, the watermelon got stuck in her throat, and she coughed until her cheeks turned red.

Even jumped down from the armchair, looked at Jiang Zhimian with burning eyes, "What did you say, say it again."

"I said, thank you."

In the past, Zuo Weirou did a lot of domineering and domineering things, Jiang Zhimian didn't like it very much.

But when you think about it carefully, it's just some innocuous things, nothing more than a spoiled young lady.

Compared with Shang Shuci, he could only kneel on the ground and call his father.

Zuo Weirou who can do good deeds is a good Zuo Weirou.

Jiang Zhimian is not right about people, and he is very grateful to Zuo Weirou about Jiang Shu's matter.

Originally on the way here, Zuo Weirou had already figured out how to step on Jiang Zhimian's head arrogantly.

But when she heard Jiang Zhimian's sincere thanks, she stopped immediately.

After holding back for a long time, I said you're welcome.

Sitting next to her, Jiang Zhimian also started eating watermelon.

The two talked for a while, and they became warmer.

Later, Jiang Zhimian took out his newly made blush and eye shadow for Zuo Weirou to try.

Just when she was about to make up for Zuo Weirou, Mrs. Jiang came back.

Seeing Zuo Weirou sitting in the main room, she almost didn't come up immediately. She thought she was looking for something, so she hurried to talk.

Jiang Zhimian hurried forward, dragged Mrs. Jiang to the next room, and told the whole thing.

Mrs. Jiang was still not at ease, "She was bad before, will she suddenly become better now, Mianmian, don't be fooled by her."

"He didn't even think about coming to our house. It was my elder brother who took the initiative to invite me. Grandma, I can't be someone who is a prophet. If I know that I have done this, I will come to my house for dinner. If I have a chance, I will help you." ?”

"Then, maybe you are holding back some other bad water?" Mrs. Jiang was still not at ease.

Jiang Zhimian said again, "No, she's just helping big brother, Zuo Weirou is not that bad, now she suddenly realizes that she wants to be a good person."

After such persuasion, Mrs. Jiang finally let go of her suspicions.

She also echoed Jiang Zhimian's words, "I know, this is called, when a person is about to die, he does good deeds!"

Jiang Zhimian: ...

Good little girl, you are almost going to be buried in the ground by your grandma!
But the good news is that Mrs. Jiang finally does not reject Zuo Weirou.

He even planned to step forward to warm up.

"I'm not an unreasonable old lady. Since she helped Brother Shu, I'll thank you. Don't worry, I will praise people. Wait!"

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Jiang walked back to the main room with her little feet.

Going in again, I took another breath of cold air.

Jiang Zhimian was also taken aback, "Miss Zuo, you... you are?"

"I painted it with the eye shadow and blush you gave me, do they look good?" Zuo Weirou said, and winked at Jiang Zhimian.

For a while, Jiang Zhimian didn't know how to describe this car accident-like makeup scene.

I saw that black eye shadow was applied on the eyelids in different shades. From a distance, it seemed as if he had been beaten. The blush on his cheeks was too heavy, like a monkey's butt.

Not to mention that Zuo Weirou was smeared with shadows, as if someone had smeared a few mud marks on his face.

However, Zuo Weirou stared straight at Jiang Zhimian with eyes full of praise.

Jiang Zhimian took a deep breath, and then said, "It's really good, this eye shadow is like an ink painting, thick and light, complementing each other, it seems to be the unruly spirit of post-modernism, which wants to break all the objective judgments of beauty in this world.

Looking at this blush again, it not only symbolizes a rosy complexion, but also indicates that the future life can be prosperous.

The shadows are even more remarkable. Just a few lines in the area show the spirit of facing difficulties! "

"Why can't I understand, tell me something I can understand." Zuo Weirou said displeased.

Jiang Zhimian simplified the description, "Ghost!"

(End of this chapter)