Jiang Yanting pressed the hand soap dispenser, rubbing his plump little hands, "Kids shouldn’t worry about so many things."
"I know you’re into her."
"Just now, your sister called you out, and you didn’t even talk back. Usually, you would’ve snapped right back at her." Jiangjiang shook his little head, "Dad, Grandpa always said, it’s not shameful to be afraid of your wife."
He did it out of consideration for the Tang family and his brother, what does it have to do with being afraid of a wife?
Jiang Yanting quickly washed his hands for him, dried them, and then directly said, "They’re going to pack this afternoon, it’s sure to be very busy, so don’t bother them, and don’t make trouble."
"I know, I’m very good."
"Then this afternoon I’ll make sure you do your makeup homework."
After everyone took their seats, since they would set off for Beijing tomorrow and there was much to rush around for in the afternoon, Tang Yunxian toasted Jiang Yanting twice with tea instead of wine. The two of them had business dealings and were familiar with each other; the atmosphere at the table was quite good.
The Tang family might stay in Beijing for a while this time. Although there are many things that can be bought locally in Beijing, packing is not an easy task.
Tang Wan originally wanted to bring only one suitcase, but somehow ended up with two large ones, and it still wasn’t enough.
Jiangjiang, meanwhile, was busy with his homework, sitting with his deadbeat dad on one side and his lousy uncle on the other, not even daring to slack off. Jiang Yanting was casually flipping through his diary.
It’s called a diary, but it’s really just for him to write down what he does every day to practice making sentences.
"Jiang Wenyan." Jiang Yanting slammed the diary onto the table.
At the sound of his dad calling his full name, Jiangjiang’s heart skipped a beat.
"Is this your diary?" Each page only had the date and the weather.
"I haven’t started writing it yet," Jiangjiang said, biting the end of his pen.
"To someone who doesn’t know any better, they’d think this notebook was just for recording the weather," Jiang Yanting chuckled lightly.
Jiang Jinsang glanced to the side and jumped in with a jab.
"You can fabricate content, but not the weather. So start with the weather, you can fill in the rest later." As past students, they could see right through Jiangjiang’s little scheming; it was nothing to them.
Jiangjiang bit his lip:
This uncle is really terrible. Not only does he not help, but he also stabs me in the back.
The next morning, while it was still cool, with the help of the Jiang family, they loaded their luggage onto the vehicle, hoping to arrive in Beijing before lunch.
The He family, having learned that Lun Huiru’s affair had provoked the Tang family, didn’t dare to come by yesterday. Today, knowing that the Tangs were leaving, they wanted to see them off in hopes of gaining some goodwill.
But when they arrived at the Tang residence at six o’clock, they just happened to encounter the convoy leaving. They wanted to chase after and say a few words.
The headlights flashed a few times and the cars sped away.
Meanwhile, at the Jiang family’s place in Beijing.
As soon as it grew light, Mrs. Jiang was up and bustling about, having the house cleaned, going out to buy groceries herself, and finally going to the old house to fetch the grandmother.
After the passing of the old Jiang master, she originally lived with the younger generation. However, all of her old friends’ homes were bustling with children and grandchildren. They would either be discussing someone’s grandson getting married or the arrival of a great-grandson...
Her family, on the other hand!
Had two grandsons who, luckily, were quite talented and looked decent, but unfortunately, both were disappointing. There might be a great-grandson, but she hadn’t even seen a bride for her grandsons.
With the New Year approaching and the matchmaking season in full swing, she had moved back to the old house out of spite to push Jiang Yanting into matchmaking. After all, her great-grandson wasn’t in Beijing, so she moved back in anger expecting that Jiang Yanting would come to coax her and agree to meet a few girls. She had it all figured out.
However, what she heard from the servants was just a single sentence from him:
"I really don’t want to matchmake either, I’d better not go to her and upset her more, she will calm down and move back eventually."
The grandmother cared for her great-grandson the most. Even if she didn’t return now, once Jiangjiang came home, she would definitely move back.
Hearing this, the grandmother was so angry she almost fainted, holding her breath but stubbornly not moving back. At her age, she also cared about face; having left in a huff, she couldn’t just move back in so easily. She had been looking for an excuse to descend in dignity, and just then the Tang family was coming to Beijing, so she quickly packed her things and moved back.
Mrs. Jiang, who came to the old house to fetch her, was somewhat nervous, fearing the grandmother might still be unwilling to leave or could cause a scene with her eldest son in front of the Tang family, which would be embarrassing.
As she worried about this, upon entering the living room, she found the luggage all packed...
The grandmother, with her silver hair, was dressed in a brand-new red and purple cotton robe with large peony flower embroidery, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a walking stick by her side, obviously waiting for her to come over!