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Chapter 576: Female Supremacy, My Little Husband 4

"I'm here to pick you up," Jiuli stretched out her hand towards Jiang San.

"My dear wife." Jiang San could see the hand stretched out in front of him even through the veil. The hand was white, slender and a little calloused. He stretched out his hand and placed it on Jiuli's hand, and his wandering heart suddenly settled down.

Since the Jiang family was very close to the Siheyuan, the wedding procession was quick. The eloquent old men noticed Jiuli who was welcoming the bride, and thought that Jiang's father had finally come to his senses, so they looked at her with admiration.

"Jiang Dalang, the wife you found for Jiang San is really good." Look at her face, she is a little thin, but she is rich.

Father Jiang smiled awkwardly, and kept complaining to Song the matchmaker in his heart. This matchmaker never told the truth! She clearly said that he was weak and sick and was about to die. How could this be wrong at all?

She looks a little thinner, but she is rich!!!

A plaque with the words "Yu Mansion" has been hung on the courtyard, and there are two osmanthus trees planted at the door. The blue brick path makes people want to pull Jiang San down, but when they see the girls around them smiling with joy, they realize they can't beat them at all.

"Our master is getting married today, everyone should eat and drink well," Qingnu and the guards changed out of their guard uniforms, smiling stiffly.

Even the polite words sounded like a threat.

"Congratulations." Forget it, they should just shut up, or else it would be embarrassing to be thrown out. "You spent money."

This meal is probably good enough for Chinese New Year. Even during Chinese New Year, it is not so sumptuous, with all kinds of chicken, duck, fish and meat.

We almost got into a fight over a bite of food. Every time we went out, we came back with our stomachs full, because we were all full.

At night, Jiang's father and mother sat cross-legged and talked.

"You said that the three girls don't let Xiao San leave Taohua Village. We are right in this, right? Why do I have a bad feeling?" Jiang's father looked a little uneasy and his tone was vague.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We don't have a third daughter. Isn't that the village chief's daughter?" Jiang's mother rolled her eyes. She would never admit it. "Do you have any evidence? No, right?"

"You are really smart," Jiang's father felt relieved, "The mistress really found a good one," he said while looking at Jiang's mother's expression, wondering if he could benefit from it.

"Yes," Jiang's mother's eyes showed the same gleam.

I don’t know when this person will die. When that time comes, I will laugh out loud just thinking about it.

"Go to bed early. Why think so much? Pass this news to the three girls tomorrow," Jiang's mother frowned. "We should cut off contact with them as soon as possible, so as not to let them get involved."

"The person we asked to look for last time hasn't been found yet. Don't push us to take the blame. The people above won't listen to you." After saying this, Jiang's mother covered herself with the quilt and fell asleep.

"Yes." Jiang's father nodded, remembering that Jiang's mother used to be a wet nurse in a wealthy family and knew a lot, so he listened to everything.

On the other side, Jiang San was sitting in the main room waiting for Jiuli to come in, with his hands on his lower abdomen and sitting upright.

The footsteps gradually approached, and the red veil on the head was lifted. Jiang San's face subconsciously turned red and he looked at Jiuli.

"Are you hungry?" Jiuli looked at Jiang San with a smile, took Jiang San's hand and walked to the table, "I asked someone to bring noodles."

Jiang San did not resist. He followed Jiuli and sat down at the table, lowering his head and saying "OK" in a low voice.

"Wife, don't you want to eat?" Jiang San raised his eyes and looked at Jiuli, his hand that was moving his chopsticks paused.

"It's all yours, take your time to eat." Jiuli touched Jiang San's head. My God, he's only this old and still a child.

"Thank you, my wife. I won't be polite then." Jiang San smiled widely and started to eat with relish.

After finishing all the food on the table, Jiang San leaned back on the stool, holding his stomach with a satisfied smile in his eyes.

"I'm so full! This is the first time I've felt so satisfied after eating." He touched his stomach and felt a little bloated.

"Are you full?" Jiuli supported his forehead and waved his hand.

"A little, but it's okay." Jiang San's face froze, but what he ate was his!

He walked beside Jiuli, like a child who had done something wrong, pulling at Jiuli's sleeve and looking at her pitifully.

"Does your stomach hurt?" Jiuli opened her hands and pulled the person into her arms, rubbing Jiang San's stomach with her fingertips.

Jiang San's face turned red and he felt his body stiffen.

"My wife," he called softly, looking at Jiuli with tearful eyes, looking like someone who made people want to bully her.

"I'll just rub it for you. I won't do anything else." The subordinate didn't stop, "Let's see if you dare to eat so much next time?"

"I'm not eating anymore. I'll listen to my wife." Jiang San leaned on Jiuli's shoulder aggrievedly, smiling with satisfaction and brightness.

"You," Jiuli rubbed it again, "are you feeling better?"

"Much better. My wife is the best to me." Jiang San smiled and held Jiuli's hand tightly. "My wife must always be so good to me, just to me."

"Only for you, you little troublemaker," Jiuli stroked Jiang San's hair with her fingertips and picked him up.

"Wife?" Jiang San buried his head in Jiuli's shoulder.

"It's getting late. You need to go to bed early so that you can grow taller." Jiuli put Jiang San down, covered him with a quilt, and lay down beside him. "You are still young, take care of yourself."

"My dear wife, I am not a child anymore," Jiang San pulled off the quilt on his head and looked at Jiuli, his face still a little round.

"You're still young, only fifteen years old," Jiuli tapped Jiang San's forehead, "You're still a child, don't think too much, okay?"

Jiuli turned over and waved, the candle went out, the room fell into darkness, and a body came up behind her.

"Wife~" Jiang San acted coquettishly and hugged Jiuli from behind.

"What's wrong?" Jiuli turned around and hugged Jiang San.

"I'm afraid of the dark," he said, and he was already in Jiuli's arms, "I can only fall asleep if I'm held in your arms."

"Okay, go to sleep. I won't abandon you." Jiuli comforted him with a few words. Of course, she would pamper her own child.

The first night at Yu Mansion passed just like that. Jiang San was spoiled like a little kid here, cheerful and lively.

At Jiuli's suggestion, Qingnu separated the Jiang family members from Jiang San intentionally or unintentionally. Although they were all in Taohua Village, they had not seen each other for two or three years.

"Wife," Jiang San rushed straight to the study room after returning from riding a horse, holding a bunch of wild flowers picked on the roadside, "Wife, I brought these flowers especially for you, do you like them?"

"I like it. I'll find a vase to put the flowers in later." Jiuli put down the book in her hand, took the bouquet and looked at it. "Your flower arranging skills are getting better and better."

"My wife only knows how to praise me. How can I be so good-looking?" Jiang San grinned, revealing eight neat teeth.

But there was a smug look on his face, and it was obvious that he was very happy to be praised.

"I'm not praising you, I'm just telling the truth." Jiuli handed the bouquet to Qingnu and motioned for her to put it away.

"Then I'll accept it reluctantly." Jiang San shook his hair proudly and moved closer.