Chapter 593

"How did the female doll turn around today? I almost didn't recognize her without saying a word." father Jiang took a cup of tea, blew a mouthful of tea floating on the water and said to Tang Jingyun.

Tang Jingyun bent over and said faintly, "before, Jingyun was reckless and bumped into the old man. Ah Ye has taught me afterwards. I will remember it in the future."

In the face of such Tang Jingyun, father Jiang had the feeling of punching in the cotton. He sipped his tea. Suddenly, he felt that the tea he had always loved to drink seemed not as fragrant as before.

Jiang Ye raised his chin slightly towards father Jiang. He was a little proud and demonstrated. He looked at the corners of father Jiang's mouth. Hum, he has a large number of old people. He doesn't care about these two young people!

They came at just the right time. After sitting down and chatting for a while, it was time for lunch.

The food is very rich. There is a table full of four meat, four vegetables and one soup. Naturally, there is no need to say the taste. Old men like Mr. Jiang and cooks can do state banquets. They can trace back several generations. Maybe they can find out that they used to cook imperial food for people in the Qing palace.

Jiang Ye's eyes moved when she saw the table, but she didn't speak, but smiled at Tang Jingyun. Tang Jingyun got up wisely, gave father Jiang a small cup of yellow rice wine, and handed it to him with both hands, "father, you drink."

Mr. Jiang was at ease. He took the wine and drank a cup, showing a smile, "OK."

Tang Jingyun poured ginger wine into his own eyes and fell down in the eyes of ginger master. He could not help shaking his head. Tiger was a tiger, not a teasing cat. At least on his table, there was a girl who saw him pour Baijiu Baijiu himself. He felt no pain in heart, because he knew how she could keep her low key. This is a tough guy in the end, or she won't be Tang Jingyun.

The three gossiped in a homely way. They didn't deliberately talk about national affairs, Jiang Ye's work or factional affairs. They just talked about ordinary things. Jiang ye said some interesting things when he got along with Tang Jingyun. The old man was in a good mood. After drinking more wine, Qiu's mother stopped talking. Finally, it was rare to see the old man so happy, I can't bear to interrupt his interest.

People like Mr. Jiang are all the country's founding fathers. They pay special attention to their bodies. Everything is quantitative and arranged according to scientific standards. Usually, Mr. Jiang can drink at least one small cup a day and smoke only three cigarettes, which is still the kind that has been specially filtered.

Today, I think Jiang ye came back with Tang Jingyun. It's rare to be happy. It's an exception.

After lunch, Mr. Jiang was also a little sleepy. When he was old and excited for a while, he was easy to get tired. Naturally, a nurse helped him to rest in the backyard.

Jiang ye took Tang Jingyun by the hand and took her to see where she had lived for a long time. While walking on the road, Jiang Ye paused and said to Tang Jingyun, "Grandpa actually likes you very much. He just doesn't like to show it. The old man is used to being strict..."

"I know." Tang Jingyun shook Jiang Ye's hand. "Is that table specially prepared for my new granddaughter-in-law?"

How could she not know that people like the old man are used to frugality. If they are not very grand guests, how can they serve so many dishes?

"Well, when Grandpa eats by himself, it's usually one meat and one vegetable with a soup. The weight won't be much. Even if I come to dinner, I'll add two meat dishes." Jiang Ye smiled and kissed Tang Jingyun's hand. "You see, he's just not good at expressing."

"I know, you are like him!" Tang Jingyun said confidently.

Jiang ye did not smile, but only accelerated his pace of walking.

Tang Jingyun looks down at Jiang Ye's hands. They are slender and have distinct bony joints. Every nail cap is perfectly repaired. They look like those noble CHILDES in Kyoto, but other CHILDES in the aristocratic family have a flattering mouth. Even if they are not romantic, they still have a lot of skills to coax women. How did they get to Jiang ye, Have you formed such a dull and honest temperament?

If Tang Jingyun's evaluation is known to outsiders, it is estimated that his eyes will be shocked. This king Jiang Yan is quiet and honest. He is usually quiet and cold like an iceberg. Let's use the synonym of silence for the time being. Where does this honesty begin? Let them who have suffered many losses in his hands how to deal with themselves! Where is he honest?! A man who does things just to achieve his goal, okay?!

Therefore, the same person is always different in the eyes of different people, and Jiang Ye is probably happy that Tang Jingyun has this evaluation of him.

Tang Jingyun and Jiang Ye laughed in the room for a while. Jiang Ye was called away. He probably had some business to deal with. Tang Jingyun quietly watched the scenery in the yard, but before long, father Jiang sent someone to find her.

When I saw Mr. Jiang again, I was in the backyard. The old man sat at the table in the yard to bask in the sun. When I saw Tang Jingyun, I waved. Tang Jingyun obediently walked over, sat in the chair next to the old man, put his hands on his knees, and sat in a regular manner with an indifferent attitude.

"Old man, I heard you called me."

At the moment, Tang Jingyun has restrained her usual randomness. Even if she has seen great storms, she also puts on a cautious attitude at the moment.

The moment she saw the old man in the yard, she deeply felt the strong dignity from the old man. Although he was old, he came from the era of war and led the soldiers all the way. The stories recorded in history textbooks may have been experienced by the old man himself, and later he took power with his superb political wisdom, Become a prominent figure. Even if he retired from his military uniform now, he said that a tiger is a tiger, not a funny cat, according to what father Jiang used to describe Tang Jingyun.

In the previous meeting, under the old man's deliberate restraint, he was only Jiang Ye's grandfather, but when he put on airs again, he became the founding father again.

In the face of such an old man, Tang Jingyun naturally showed awe.

"Yes, when people are old, they are easy to covet the warmth of the sun. When they are young, they will be hurt when they are old. Their bones are always sore." old man Jiang said faintly and squinted at the golden sun.

Tang Jingyun's answer at the moment was not as casual as before. After thinking for a while, he replied, "when you are free, you can let ah ye come to bask in the sun with you. He is a grandson. You have raised him for so many years, and he should be filial."

Her answer was specious, but Mr. Jiang carefully looked at a woman. His original intention was to advise her that the feelings when he was young were not necessarily good. He had to wait until he was old to taste them. Unexpectedly, the girl just led the topic to Jiang ye and let him be filial. If he didn't know the nature of the woman, I'm afraid he would really think she didn't understand.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "is it okay at home? When I'm with ah ye, I have to meet your mother's family and talk."

Tang Jingyun respectfully said, "my mother died in childbirth. Grandpa went early. Grandma grew up with me when I was young. When I grew up, grandma also went, so I came out early to make a living and found some work. Now I can barely support myself. Now only my father is still alive."

Tang Jingyun doesn't believe that after she and Jiang ye are semi public in front of the Jiang family, Mr. Jiang will never go to investigate her identity. Although she doesn't know well with those neighbors in Yinlin City, she can't hide him if she wants to investigate. As for the relationship between her and the Tang family, to tell the truth, she and Tang Zhiqian look too much alike, but they are a little tough and a little softer. Although their temperament is different, they can't hide the fact that they are similar. They can't hide it from the eyes of those who are interested. Of course, she doesn't intend to hide it at all.

"Your father?"

"Yes, my father, you may have heard that my father is the Tang family, the contemporary owner of the Tang family, Tang Zhiqian." Tang Jingyun raised her eyes and stroked her hair. "My birth is not glorious. I am Tang Zhiqian's illegitimate daughter. It is said that my mother is his true love."

The last sentence has some special meaning, such as ridicule and emotion.

"What are you going to do with that side?" Mr. Jiang didn't expect the girl to speak so quickly. He found out what he found in a few words. He was generous and didn't refuse too much.

Tang Jingyun pondered over this sentence carefully for a while. He thought it was very interesting. When he mentioned the Tang family, he said "over there". Obviously, he delimited Tang Jingyun to "over here", that is, here in the Tang family, and his speech tone was a bit different.

She smiled gently, "what else can I do? I can't kill, complain, hate, love or respect. It's just that I'm surnamed Tang. The Tang family is not a good man. I... don't count as a good man."

Father Jiang was surprised in his eyes. He didn't expect the woman to see these things so thoroughly. As for her last sentence, he couldn't help smiling in his heart. The Tang family is really not a good man, but are they good people? The answer is naturally No.

The aristocratic family wears a gorgeous coat, but the number of interest transactions is not enough for others.

Tang Jingyun looked at the old man quietly. She bowed her head and thought for a while, then looked up and said with a smile, "old man, open the skylight and tell the truth. I'm a child. I can't touch your mind."

Father Jiang looked at Tang Jingyun with deep eyes. Those eyes were not as muddy as ordinary old people. They looked a little clear and wise. Tang Jingyun thought, yes, this is what the old man with wisdom beads should look like. Every word and deed can bring shock to the country, and he looked at your eyes. Even if he didn't speak, it was as heavy as a mountain.