MTL - Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang-Chapter 15 What's the use of looking good

   Chapter 15 What's the use of being good looking

   After lunch, Erye Jiang asked Zhao Qingling to take Jiang to take a nap, and he took Jiang Ling to Donglijian to talk.

   Jiang Erye was speechless when he looked at Jiang Ling's dark face. At first, he thought that this child was a black face caused by poisoning. Who would want to be so black after detoxification! It is said that this is the son of him and the Wang family, does anyone believe it?

  Can't you drop it if you don't believe it? He said yes!

   Jiang Erye's eyebrows were flamboyant and his demeanor was dazzling, "Since Master recognizes you as his son, he will not wrong you. But there are two points that you must keep in your heart."

   Little Jiangling listened to the training.

"First, you should study and practice martial arts to fight for my face. As for revenge, you will talk about it when you grow up; second, you have to listen to me." Jiang Erye himself is not good at martial arts, and he didn't have a son before. That's all, now that he has a son, of course I hope that his son can save face for him.

   Reading and martial arts are no problem, Jiang Ling asked in a low voice, "What do you say?"

   Jiang Erye raised his eyebrows, "Anything!"

  Eight-year-old Jiang Ling had solid eyes, raised his little black face and looked at Jiang Er Ye with his bright eyes, "What if you're wrong?"

  This kid is not worried, Jiang Erye raised his eyebrows again, "If you can point out what's wrong, it makes me feel that there is no argument, so I don't have to listen."

  Jiang Ling cupped his hands, "I've written it down."

   Jiang Erye couldn't see him like this, and knocked on the chair beside him, "Dad doesn't have so many rules here, come and sit."

  Jiang Ling went over and sat down, with his waist straight and his hands on his knees. At first glance, he looked like the son of the general, and he didn't look like Jiang Feng's son at all. Jiang Erye sighed, these can be taught slowly, and things in the house must be explained to him first, "Only your grandmother and uncle know your background in the house, you don't have to care what other people say after you go back, everything has its own father. bear..."

  When Jiang Liu woke up, the sun was already turning west towards dusk. She slowly got up, took the cup that Shu Qiu handed over and took a few sips of water, and this simple action made her very happy.

  Look, my sister can drink water by herself, myself!

   "Father?" Jiang Liu asked.

   Shuqiu said immediately, "Second Master went to the monk in the temple to discuss things."

"elder brother?"

   "Master is reading."

   "Qiu-Uncle?"

   "Uncle Qiu was called by the second master to talk for a while, and after he came out, he took someone to the backyard."

  Jiang Liu slowly raised the corners of his mouth and led people to the backyard, apparently to clean up Master Chengkong's medicine field. Going down the mountain, what should she do? Jiang Liu looked at the warm sunshine outside the window and had an idea, stood up and walked out slowly.

   When she came to the door, the full-time bodyguard Yayin lifted her to the threshold, put her down, and followed behind her. The violent-tempered Yayin stayed with Jiang for three months, and his temper was also worn away. Seeing Jiang Liu stand up a little bit reluctantly, Ya Yin really admires her, and protects her with more sincerity and patience.

  Jiang Liu moved to Jiang Ling's window step by step, Jiang Ling looked up at the small face outside the window with a smile, and his mood was relieved.

   "Brother, go-go?"

  Jiang Ling put down her book and went out without asking where she was going. She followed her out, pulling her while walking and holding her when crossing the threshold. Jiang Ling likes to take care of her younger sister, because taking care of her makes Jiang Ling feel useful and reliable.

  Jiang Liu found the forgettable stone that his father took her to watch the sunset on the day he went up the mountain, pulled Jiang Ling to sit down, and waited to watch the sunset.

   The last time I watched the sunset was a big summer day, and now it has passed Chongyang. Watching the sunset when the sky is high and smoky and the clouds are gathering is another scene, but it is still suffocating. Jiang Liu was very satisfied and introduced it to Jiang Ling, "This is-forget-vulgar-stone, watch-sun-set, the most beautiful."

   Only in front of Jiang Ling will Jiang Liu say a few more words. Because he is quiet, patient, and a good listener.

  Jiang Ling turned around and looked for it. He didn't see the three words "Forgetfulness Stone" engraved anywhere, so he asked, "Did your father tell you the name?"

  Jiang Liu nodded, his eyes curved down and the corners of his mouth upturned, smiling extremely happily.

The monks in the temple are too lazy to name the stone. I am afraid that Jiang Er Ye said casually, and the younger sister will remember it. Jiang Ling thought about instructing Jiang Cai to engrave the name on the stone later. So that you can't find it next time.

   Seeing his sister laugh, Jiang Ling remembered what Jiang Erye said, and told her, "You are not stupid when you laugh like this."

  Jiang Liu knew why he said that, and replied in return, "Brother-hei-also-good-looking."

This is not a lie. Jiang Ling has a high nose and a high brow bone, double eyelids and long eyelashes. His facial features are really good. Maybe because his hometown Suzhou is arid and sunny, his skin is dry and his complexion is darker, so he will stay in Beijing for a long time. The days should be brought back.

  Jiang Liu really doesn't think Jiang Ling is so ugly, but since the people in the capital chose her father as the first beautiful man, the mainstream aesthetics of the people here must be her father's, so Jiang Ling may not be popular.

   Jiang Ling pursed her lips, her heart full of sadness.

   He doesn't want to look good, he wants to be strong. After meeting Jiang Erye, he believed that Jiang Erye was the most beautiful man in the capital, because he couldn't imagine what a beautiful man would look like. This father was completely different from his father, who was a general who rode a big horse with a spear and was a man. This father is more beautiful than the mother, what's the use of being a beautiful man? Can he mount a horse to kill the enemy to defend his homeland?

  The afterglow of the setting sun dyed Jiang Ling's little face bronze, and the sadness on his face could not be changed no matter how beautiful the scenery was. When the color of Caixia in the sky turned light ink, Jiang Ling said seriously, "I want to become stronger."

   "Yeah." He worked hard and wanted revenge, Jiang Liu knew, "Brother-very-strong."

   Jiang Ling turned his face, "Not strong."

   Jiang Liu said firmly, "Better than-me-."

   Jiang Ling smiled.

  It was the first time Jiang Liu saw him smile. It was very sunny and pure, and it was no worse than her father's smile.

   "When your father is away after returning to Jiang's house, brother will protect you." Jiang Ling clenched his fists and went to Jiang's house for the first thing - beat Jiang Saburo!

   "Yeah." Jiang Liu smiled beautifully. Her father, brother and sister are all protecting her, she will leave, and there are loyal nurses and maids by her side, and the future will be very beautiful.

   "Ah!" Shu Qiu, who was wrapped in a cloak behind him, sneezed beautifully.

  The wind was cold, Jiang Ling stood up, "Uncle Crow."

  The crow came over and quickly picked up Jiang Liu and returned to the temple dormitory. When Zhao Qingling saw that the girl and the young master were back, she hurriedly greeted them and set the meal.

   She and Jiang Ling were the only ones at the dinner table, Jiang Liu wondered, "Where's Dad?"

   "Second Master will have a vegetarian meal with Master Xiushan and Xiuyuan tonight, so that the young master and the girl don't have to wait for him."

  Xiu Shan is about seventy years old. He is the host of Zangyun Temple and has a very Buddha image. Xiuyuan is said to be a monk with Chengkong, about fifty days, and he is a shrewd monk. What is Dad going to discuss with them over dinner?

  Jiang Ling went back to his room after dinner and asked Jiang Cai, "Where is Uncle Qiu?"

   "Uncle Qiu accompanied the second master to see the two masters and wanted to get rid of the medicinal materials in Master Chengkong's medicine field."

  Jiang Ling asked again, "Is it Uncle Qiu's idea or Er Ye's?"

  Jiang Cai smiled slyly, "It's Uncle Qiu, he wants to open a herbal medicine shop." Jiang Erye's head didn't look good, so he let himself go after him with golden eyes.

  In the dormitory in the backyard, Erye Jiang was talking nonsense with his eyes open, "When Chengkong left, he left the house under the cliff and the medicine field!"

   Xiuyuan, who was opposite the table, opened his eyes angrily, "You're talking nonsense, that's from the Tibetan Cloud Temple!"

   Jiang Erye asked back, "Does the master have a certificate?"

   "That's right next to Zangyun Temple, it should be Zangyun Temple!"

   Jiang Erye smiled, "Lian Qingshan is still next to his Liujiazhuang. According to the master, even Qingshan should be down, and every grass and tree on this mountain is down!"

   "Is this unreasonable for the donor?" Xiuyuan snorted with anger.

   Jiang Erye spread his hands, "It's not that I'm being unreasonable, it's that the master's reasoning is unreasonable."

   This rascal! Xiuyuan turned to look for his brother's support, but saw that Xiushan was closing his eyes and reciting the scriptures!

  The honest and honest Uncle Qiu behind Jiang Erye stood up as a peacemaker, "Master, Erye, both of you will put out the fire, this matter is easy to discuss..."

   Thank you Yoyo for your reward~~~

   (end of this chapter)