The full-level boss traveled through time and took his family to farm

Chapter 67 Talking about people, she has always been very good

"I said that I was born into the wrong baby. I was unfortunately cast into his Jiang family." Lu Jingzhi said, "Of course, it is not only me who thinks I was born into the wrong baby, but your daughter may also think so."

With a smiling voice, he said very heartbreaking words.

Lu Jingzhi managed to drive an old lady crazy.

No, more than one.

She hit a few more people.

Several people's faces exploded.

Lu Jingzhi felt refreshed.

Just as Qian Zhenzhu was about to say something, she immediately shut up when she remembered that this little lunatic really didn't understand human relations.

Disdainful in my heart.

Anyway, she's still a little girl.

As soon as he heard that he could go home, Pidianpidian came back without even caring about packing his things.

This is just great.

The task given by the mother-in-law has been completed.

It would be easier to send them to the Zhang family by tricking them back to the Jiang family.

Zhou Ziyun took a step behind, Jiang Xiaohe, who was only three years old in his arms, grinned at Lu Jingzhi.

She raised her hand and pinched Jiang Xiaohe's face.

Soft and fluffy.

It is what a child should look like in Lu Jingzhi's memory.

Zhou Ziyun raised her very well.

In my memory, this fourth aunt often quarreled with Mrs. Jiang. She only gave birth to two girls, so it can be said that she did not poke Mrs. Jiang's thunder.

She is not as honest as Zhao Chunhan and Shen Shi, and she is not as good at talking as Qian Zhenzhu, but she suffers much less bullying, one is that her fourth uncle is more protective of her, and the other is that her natal family protects her shortcomings and often helps her out.

"Don't you two have brains?" Zhou Ziyun opened his mouth and said something, "Your mother doesn't have brains, so do you two... come back and wait to be sold?"

What she said was not bad.

However, Jiang Tanyue said softly, "Thank you fourth aunt, I won't go to the Zhang family."

Zhou Ziyun clicked his tongue in amazement, "Since we all know that my mother-in-law tricked you back this time to make it easier to sell you, are you still coming back? Bringing my sister?"

Lu Jingzhi: "She can't beat me."

Zhou Ziyun: "...if you dare to touch her, the old lady will lie on the ground and scold your eighth-generation ancestor."

She was "fortunate" to be treated this way.

I didn't talk any more because it was almost here.

As soon as he approached Jiang's house, he heard crying for a while.

The mournful sound of the horn pierced the eardrums, making people feel excited from the tailbone.

"That's... our house!" Qian Zhenzhu slapped her thigh and rushed in first, "What's wrong, this is it!"

well.

Murao had just watched a lively scene, and quickly overtook several people, blending into the crowd watching the excitement at the door of Jiang's house.

Lu Jingzhi raised his eyebrows, "Mother should like such a lively scene very much."

The Jiang family's house has been around for some years, and it is an adobe house.

It's not as good as a brick and tile house, but it's more than enough than the top, and it's much better than their leaky thatched hut.

After entering the gate, there is a courtyard, facing the main room, and next to it is the main room.

In this kind of house in the village, the head of the family lives in the main house.

The Jiang family is no exception.

Sanfang lived in the south room next to the entrance, but now it was divided up and became the residence of several grandchildren.

There is a row in the east room, the oldest one lives in the main room, the second child lives in the back, and the fourth child lives in the west room.

The room next to the main house belongs to Jiang Jinxu.

The kitchen is on the east side.

The pigsty, chicken coop, and latrine are in the southwest corner, next to the gate.

The Jiang family has no backyard.

It should be said that only the magical broken thatched cottage of their family has a front and back yard with a vast land and abundant resources.

The front yard of Jiang's house is big enough and there is no need for a backyard.

But there were so many people, it seemed crowded, and it was uncomfortable to turn around.

Not to mention the juniors who are fourteen or fifteen years old and still sleep with their parents.

Even if the yard is big enough to accommodate these individuals today, it is not enough.

(End of this chapter)