"Well, Miss Jiang..."
Yang Gang carefully stretched out two fingers and clamped the strange weapon in front of him that was as unnamed as a fire stick.
Move away slowly and little by little.
His tone was half helpless, half angry, and a little aggrieved, "Please, can you tell me what you want to do by pestering me like this?"
Yes.
Yang Gang still doesn't understand why Jiang Jiang always uses the excuse of repaying his kindness to cause trouble for him.
In fact, if he was more attentive, he might be able to find some clues when receiving the trivial matters in Kitazawa's two and a half years of memory. After two and a half years of getting along with Bei Zezhong day and night, Zhao Ling's mind in his previous life has undergone inexplicable changes.
Of course, it is difficult to hide the identity of his daughter from Yang Gang.
It's a pity that there is no if... And Jiang Jiang, who is ignorant, has no idea what it feels like.
"You and I"
Jiang Jiang's eyes widened and he hesitated to speak.
You are wronged, and I am still wronged!
She didn't want to tell Yang Gang that she was Zhao Ling, an ordinary woman with ordinary talents, stubbornness and stupidity, nor did she want to say that she was mentally retarded. In Jiang Jiang's view, that was a sign of weakness.
"Damned intellectually impaired."
Unknowingly, I felt a little aggrieved in my heart.
"Speak!" Yang Gang was pressed by her and couldn't move, so he had no choice but to speak.
"I......"
Jiang Jiang still couldn't tell. She didn't want to tell the truth, and she couldn't lie to others.
Just think about Jiang Jiang being angry with himself!
After meeting this person, she was able to free herself from her obsession and awaken to her past life, but he was like her nemesis... always leaving her at a loss. Thinking back on the embarrassing things I did in the past two days, one after another... I can't think about it, it seems a bit embarrassing!
Jiang Jiang couldn't help but hold his face, his cheeks feeling a little hot.
At this time, Jiang Jiang was like a cold and ruthless clay god, gradually gaining the humanity of a living person, but she herself did not notice this change.
For a moment, the two were in a stalemate again.
A pair of eyes in the hut watched with gusto, their innocent eyes full of expectation.
"Well, how about you get up first."
Yang Gang said cautiously: "If you ride me like this and someone sees it...how will you get married in the future?"
"Marry someone? Why?"
Jiang Jiang looked confused.
"this...."
Yang Gang really couldn't stand this woman, and asked curiously: "Were you so...'intimate' when you fought with others before?"
"No."
Jiang Jiang glanced at Yang Gang lightly: "If someone touches me like this, I will kill him."
"Well...."
Yang Gang really wanted to say, 'What about me?', but he was afraid of reminding the other person by opening his mouth, so he was clicked on the spot.
"You are different."
It seemed that he had achieved some kind of staged victory by suppressing Yang Gang. Jiang Jiang's chaotic mood slowly calmed down. He stood up and said, "You are kind to me...to my Jiang family."
"It seems you really dote on him."
With a hint of envy on his face, Yang Gang stood up and dusted his butt, "Then I would like to thank the heroine for not killing her."
"Um."
Hearing this, Jiang Jiang had an idea and thought of a reason: "So, no matter what, I must repay this kindness. If you don't want to follow me, then I...then I will follow you."
The roots of his ears seemed to feel a little hot, so Jiang Jiang forced himself to look at Yang Gang calmly.
"……idiot."
Yang Gang rolled his eyes and turned away.
There is really nothing he can do about this woman. She can't be beaten again and again, and she can't be driven away. She's like a cowhide plaster.
I owed her the same thing in my previous life!
"Where are you going?" Jiang Jiang didn't mind Yang Gang scolding her again, or he was used to it.
"Have a meal."
Yang Gang walked out of the yard angrily without looking back. Subconsciously he rubbed his fist, and the rippling touch of 'Duang' seemed to still stay on the peak of his fist.
The pace couldn't help but become a little faster.
"Oh." Jiang Jiang nodded and immediately followed.
"Can you stay away from me?"
Yang Gang took a few steps and turned around helplessly.
"Oh." Jiang Jiang nodded, stepped back a distance, and continued to follow him from a distance.
…
Linlang Pavilion.
The place where Mrs. Yang's wife cultivated herself and cultivated her character was also the place where the banquet was held today.
It was deliberately not held in the main hall because Yang Tianyou, the Zhongyong Marquis, was not at home now, so as not to be suspected of being a woman in charge of the house.
Pavilions, nine-curved corridors, rockeries and flowing water... Along the way, Yang Gang realized for the first time that the Yang Mansion was so big. Various exquisite landscapes make people sigh at the luxury of high-end mansions.
Worthy of wealth and honor for five generations, it is the residence of a marquis.
The banquet hall of Linlang Pavilion is located in a semi-open building surrounded by water on three sides, with views from all directions.
Yang Gang walked along the plank road into the main hall and saw Yang Chan sitting upright in the seat on the right, winking at him quietly, and sitting beside him were several sisters of the same race and cousins.
On the left hand side are three Yang family disciples with good looks and jade trees facing the wind.
Yang Rong, Yang Jing, Yang Yuan.
Yang Rong was a kind-hearted young man, the eldest son of the Yang family, and was born to his mother-in-law Lin, the fourth son of the uneducated Yang Yuan. The stern-faced Yang Jing, ranked last, was born to Guan Tong's cousin, Mrs. Li, and ranked third.
Although he is not the legitimate son, his status in the Yang family is far above that of Yang Gang.
And Yang Gang is the second son of the Yang family.
As for the other group of collateral descendants, they could only sit further away.
There are several tables at the top of the table, and among them are the dowager lady, the mistress Lin, and the second wife Li, who are all dressed in rich costumes.
The person on the left side of the concubine who was chatting cordially with her was a middle-aged man wearing regular clothes and an impressive appearance. His appearance... Yang Gang was slightly startled. This was clearly the middle-aged and mature version of Jiang He.
The Beidou Army-breaking General of the Dou Department actually came to visit again today!
Sitting on the throne to the right of Mrs. Tai was a woman of extraordinary beauty. I haven't seen him for a few days, but the cold fragrance remains the same, cold and misty, like a fairy who may ascend the clouds and fly to the moon at any time.
"What day is it today that so many people have gathered?" Yang Gang was slightly surprised.
As soon as Yang Gang stepped into the main hall, everyone looked over.
Although he went to the banquet immediately after listening to Guan Tong's words, seeing that the banquet was already coming to an end, it must have been that he had never been invited.
At this time, everyone had been waiting for a long time, and the atmosphere was a little cold.
"Brother Gang, why are you so arrogant? Grandma sent someone to invite you..." As soon as the fourth son Yang Yuan saw Yang Gang, he was about to accuse him. Suddenly Han Xiang, who was above him, waved his hand, "You're here just in time. Yang Gang , come, sit next to aunt."
She patted the bench under her buttocks and moved a little to the side, signaling that she wanted to sit with Yang Gang.
Everyone in the Yang Mansion changed their expressions after hearing this.
He looked towards the madam.
What qualifications does this concubine, who has brought shame to the Yang family, have the right to be on the throne? It was actually higher than where they were sitting!
The madam put down her chopsticks with a calm expression, and a 'pop' sound echoed in the quiet banquet hall.
He raised his wine glass as if he didn't see Yang Gang coming in.
Instead, Mistress Lin spoke softly: "Fairy Han is an honored guest, and it is a great honor for him to have this unscrupulous man as his companion. Yang Gang, why are you still stunned?"
Yang Gang stepped forward steadily and saluted slowly:
"Yang Gang would like to say hello to grandma, and say hello to mother."
Lin is not Yang Gang's biological mother, but in a wealthy family, the aunt's mother is the mother, and the biological mother can only be regarded as a mother, who is more 'loving' than her biological mother.
'It's quite pretentious. '
Mrs. Lin looked at Yang Gang below and sneered secretly.
Lord Doumu gave three places to the Yang family. Although they did not specify their identities, everyone knew it. If she didn't want to be known as being unfair and harsh on the bastard, Mrs. Lin really didn't want to give Han Xiang this face.
However, the Floating Moon Sword Immortal wanted to protect Yang Gang and fight for a chance for him. But he didn’t even think about it, why should he fight if he is a loser?
