"I came to this world by chance and followed my fate to marry in the countryside, which changed the fate you replaced. Originally, I just wanted to live with a rich man, eat, drink, and raise my children.
We could have lived peacefully without any interaction, but you acted like a monster and tried to harm me. How rampant are human traffickers in this era? Once you are sold, you will have to live and die for the rest of your life. You are too cruel.
You were the heroine of the original book, but now that I am here, I am the master of this body and the heroine of my own life. How can I let you harm me on my home court?
Shouldn’t heroines be the embodiment of kindness and love? Why do you have two faces? I'm really too lazy to spend time on guarding against you, so I'll just find someone to restrain you. In order to take care of Minglang's Neptune urine, in the future, when you two get married, you will either be catching the mistress or on the way to catch the mistress. Take your time. Go ahead and leave me alone. "Cheng Xiang's inner OS at this time.
Cheng Xiang looked at the infatuated look on her face as she looked at Jiang Yi and tried to persuade her: "Don't worry about him anymore. There's no way for you two. His last girlfriend was a beautiful doctorate from Cambridge University in the UK and a genius girl. They just broke up because she disliked him." People are too aloof.
When she came back this time, the blind date her aunt arranged for her was an attending physician at a city hospital, from a medical family, fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged, knowledgeable, cultured and temperamental. What do you think you are competing for? "
Cheng Xiang looked at Cheng Ningning with pity: "Sister, you don't think you have the fate of Cinderella, do you? Jiang Yi is not a meek and respectful little prince. He has high vision and never likes downward compatibility. We have known each other for so many years. Do you think he will ever give up? Even a pirated copy of a book will be burned directly by him."
Cheng Ningning did know that when he was a child, Jiang Yi collected ancient books, and a friend gave him one. He flipped through the books and said they were fake or counterfeit, and threw them out to be burned.
Cheng Ningning picked it up and read it and said, "Isn't this book pretty good? You can read it too?"
She clearly remembered the look in Jiang Yi's eyes at that time, which was disgusting and contemptuous: "What's fake is fake, and what's fake doesn't deserve to be in my bookcase."
Cheng Xiang continued to confuse: "So, Gu Minglang is your best choice. Don't waste your time on Jiang Yi, otherwise you will lose everything and lose everything."
Cheng Ningning withdrew her eyes, as if she had made some determination.
"But Gu Minglang never mentioned marriage, so I can't keep urging him." Cheng Ningning said helplessly.
Cheng Xiang leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said nonchalantly: "If he has a child, even if he doesn't want to get married, his family will force him."
Cheng Ningning looked at Cheng Xiang in shock, could he even come up with such a bad idea? It's really different after getting married, the scale is really big.
Cheng Ningning swallowed: "How can this be done? Even if I wanted to, how could he be so easy to manipulate?"
Cheng Xiang smiled and said, "Wine is a good thing."
Before Cheng Ningning could say anything, a loud voice sounded at the door: "What? Do you want to drink?"
Cheng Xiang saw his grandpa walking in, went up to help him, and said with a pout, "Yeah, I'm so greedy, but they won't let me drink."
Grandpa laughed and said, "I think it was me who taught me how to drink. When the little girl was more than one year old, she used her chopsticks stained with wine. When she was a teenager, she poured a few drops of wine into her palms, rubbed her hands together, and smelled her nose. I can tell the difference between fresh aroma and soy sauce aroma, Fenjiu, Laojiao, Fuqu and Laobaigan with just one sip."
Grandpa said proudly to Zhou Tianlei. Zhou Tianlei looked at Cheng Xiang, knowing that this girl was greedy for wine, but he didn't expect that she was so knowledgeable.
Cheng Xiang likes to drink, and he does know a little bit about wine, but he didn't expect that the original owner still has this ability. He couldn't help but feel proud and looked at Zhou Tianlei proudly.
"What's there to show off? An old drunkard taught a young drunkard, and he's not afraid of other people's jokes." Grandma looked at grandpa angrily.
"What's so funny about this? That brat Jiang Yi has no intelligence and hasn't mastered it yet. I think it shows that she is smart, but..." Grandpa paused, hesitated for a long time and said: " It’s just that this girl’s wine is not very good, she will go crazy if she drinks too much, Xiao Zhou, don’t laugh at her.”
Zhou Tianlei: "......?"
Everyone stopped talking and looked at Cheng Xiang with a half-smile.
Cheng Xiang looked around: "Is it possible that the original owner went crazy when he was drunk? It's okay, it's okay, my wine is not bad."
"Okay, everyone is seated, the food is ready." Grandma hurriedly called everyone over to eat.
During the dinner, grandpa held the wine and asked Cheng Xiang with a smile: "Drink some?"
Cheng Xiang nodded excitedly. What his grandfather was holding was the national wine. Isn’t the national wine of this era purer?
Zhou Tianlei wanted to stop him, but when he saw the pitiful look in Cheng Xiangxiang's eyes, he opened his mouth and said nothing. Forget it, leave it to her. It's his own home anyway, so it doesn't matter.
We toasted to celebrate, you came and went, pushed glasses to change glasses, and exchanged wine. After three rounds of wine, we didn't take a few bites of the food, and the wine bottle was bottomed out. Cheng Xiang also performed a stunt of identifying the wine by smelling it.
Zhou Tianlei kept reminding him: "Think about it and drink less."
Cheng Xiang shook his head and asked, "Am I powerful?"
Zhou Tianlei: "Awesome, be obedient and drink less."
Cheng, who has a big tongue, wanted to ask: "I'm also very good at punching. Do you believe it?"
Zhou Tianlei: "Xin, would you like to drink less?"
Cheng Xiang frowned: "Why do you always ask me to drink less?" She quietly crawled into Zhou Tianlei's ear and said: "Don't worry, I won't get drunk or delay things. I'll let you try again tonight. , Don’t worry." Cheng Xiang winked and patted Zhou Tianlei on the shoulder.
Zhou Tianlei took a deep breath, and his ears suddenly turned red visibly. He helped her sit up and whispered, "We'll talk about it when we get home."
Jiang Yi looked at his drunken and confused sister and Zhou Tianlei, who had been caring for her, and raised the corners of his mouth with a slight smile.
At this time, the chef served baskets of sweet potatoes, which my grandpa dug out himself today.
Grandpa invited everyone to eat. He picked up one with a wound and said regretfully to Cheng Wanshan: "It's all your fault. You can see it's all chopped up. You're also a farmer. How come you've lost all your skills?"
Cheng Wanshan smiled coquettishly: "Yes, yes, my fault, go back and practice better."
Grandpa shook his head and started eating alone.
Jiang Yi said from the side: "My uncle is an elegant man now. How can he know how to cultivate the land with a hoe? He is very good at growing flowers."
Mother Yu Lan glanced at her son: "How do you know your uncle's flowers are well raised? Have you met him?"
Cheng Wanshan said with a smile: "I did raise a few pots of good flowers. If Jiang Yi likes them, I will give you a pot."
Jiang Yi smiled and said: "So you are willing to give away the flowers that you have raised carefully? It seems that you are not a person who cherishes flowers."
Cheng Wanshan was speechless for a moment.
Jiang Yi continued: "They say loving people is like raising flowers. I see that Ning Ning has changed a lot in the past few years. She is more delicate than before. It seems that my uncle has raised this daughter well."
Cheng Ningning, who was suddenly attracted, felt as if she had been praised. She looked at Jiang Yi with a red face and said shyly: "Where is it?"
Jiang Yi glanced at Cheng Ningning playfully, and smiled crookedly: "So my uncle is good at growing flowers. You have raised all the wild flowers in the countryside so delicately."
