Chapter 2329 The Schedule Is Full
The next day, Jiang Siming swaggered to Dongfang Su's house early in the morning.
"Weixi, let's go, I'll take you to climb the Great Wall."
"Brother Jiang, I'll be right over, I'm already wearing socks~"
"Okay, I'll sit and wait for you."
As Jiang Siming said, he entered the room and sat in the living room carelessly.
Just in time, I saw the old man come out of the room with a bruised nose and a swollen face, wearing sunglasses and shaved his beard.
When the two 'enemies' met, they were extremely jealous.
"Stinky boy, you still haven't settled my debt with you yesterday, how dare you come to my house!"
"Why don't you dare? You deserved the beating yesterday. If it weren't for your granddaughter and I to reverse the case and clear up the grievances, I would have received your beating in vain."
Jiang Siming argued hard without feeling guilty at all.
Don't look at Jiang Siming bullying an old man, in fact Jiang Siming is very clear that this little old man is not an ordinary old man.
It doesn't matter at all if the top masters at the prefectural level suffer some flesh and blood injuries.
Even Dongfang Weixi knew this truth, otherwise he wouldn't have laughed so heartlessly.
But Dongfang was so angry, he took off his glasses and said angrily: "Then you can't go to other places? You have to slap me in the face? Look at me like this, how will I meet people when I go to the base?"
Jiang Siming yawned and said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me, you know, fists and feet don't have eyes, and I don't know if I will hit you in the face, so you should go to dance with old ladies in the square When I fell down, if it’s okay, you go to the base and say so, and no one will doubt it.”
"You kin, fuck you! I'll fuck you!" Dongfang Su scolded his mother angrily.
At this time, Dongfang Weixi had already dressed, and ran out happily and energetically.
"Brother Jiang, I'm fine, let's go."
Jiang Siming got up lazily, and said, "Okay, let's go, brother Jiang will continue to take you to have fun today."
"Uh-huh!"
Dongfang Weixi immediately took Jiang Siming's arm, and casually greeted Dongfang Su, "Goodbye, Grandpa."
Didn't even look at her grandpa.
The two disappeared at home.
Dongfang Su looked at the backs of the two and let out a long sigh.
Just when I was about to say something sad, a red fruit-shaped thing flew out from the outside.
"I didn't want to go to the base with a swollen face, so I ate it."
There was also Jiang Siming's light voice transmission from outside.
Holding the fruit, Dongfang Su finally swallowed the fruit with some comfort on his face.
But after eating, I found that the bruises on my face hadn't dissipated at all.
"Damn! This kid lied to me again! This must be some kind of laxative, to trick me! It's over, it's over...see if you can induce vomiting..."
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After playing with Dongfang Weixi in the capital for another day, Jiang Siming had to bid farewell to her and go back to Shanghai, although he was reluctant to part with the well-behaved and innocent Xiao Weixi.
The wives at home also need to accompany them, and besides, he still has a daughter to accompany him.
He wanted to take Weixi directly to Shanghai to celebrate the New Year at his house.
But even though Xiao Weixi wanted to go, she couldn't bear to see her grandpa spending New Year's Eve alone, so she had to stay in the capital.
Fortunately, Jiang Siming had to come to the capital for the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve, which gave her a little bit of comfort.
When he got home, Jiang Siming didn't have time to rest, and he didn't have time to be a salted fish at home as usual.
As soon as he came back, the wives prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstone for him, and asked him to write the Spring Festival couplets.
After all, Jiang Siming had to go to the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve, and he probably wouldn't be back until early in the morning.
So the Spring Festival couplets have to be prepared in advance.
Not only that, this year's Chinese New Year is the busiest time for Jiang Siming, and he has to go to more than 20 of his natal homes to pay New Year's greetings.
This is the case when all foreign daughters-in-law are excluded.
There are at most fifteen days for New Year's greetings during the Spring Festival, which means that Jiang Siming has to arrange these fifteen days clearly.
It can be said that the schedule is very full, and there is no free time at all.
Even returning to my hometown in Yunnan, I can only stay for a day or two.
Of course, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother are also very understanding and supportive.
Who let their son be so lovable and find so many daughter-in-laws? Last year, Jiang Siming took all their daughters-in-law to spend in Yunnan, and didn't go back until the Lantern Festival was over.
I have never been to my mother's house, so I have to go this year.
So this Chinese New Year, Jiang Siming is busier than ever.
Although Lao Jiang was lazy, at this time he was still very careful, and he had to go when he had to.
Looking at the yard full of piles of red Spring Festival couplets are all prepared for him.
Jiang Siming stretched, and finally got down to business.
"Here comes the pen!" Jiang Siming stretched out his hand, and the Langhao pen on the table flew out automatically.
Jiang Siming forgot, there is also Xin Heng Yui at home.
"Oh!" Xin Heng Yui opened his small mouth in surprise, looking at this scene in surprise, wondering if this is magic or illusion?
Jiang Siming pretended nothing happened, and hurriedly wrote on the paper.
In addition to the Spring Festival couplets in this family, he made all the Spring Festival couplets in the house in Yunnan and all the old father-in-law’s mother-in-law’s house.
So just to write couplets, you have to write hundreds of them.
After all, you can’t just write one copy for every house, you have to write the back door if you write the front door, unless you live in a commercial house, you only need to post a copy.
But who is his mother-in-law and father-in-law?
It's not a big villa, no one lives in a commercial building.
Who still lives in a commercial building is saying that Jiang Siming has no conscience.
So today Jiang Siming's only task is to write all the Spring Festival couplets, and the daughters-in-law are responsible for hanging lucky lanterns, auspicious colors and cleaning at home.
By the way, I also bought new clothes for all the pets in the house, bathed them and changed them.
Jiang Siming didn't need to do anything else, just finish writing the Spring Festival couplets.
Of course, for a cultivator like Jiang Siming, this little physical labor is a piece of cake.
What's more, the daughter-in-laws also said that they would reward him in the evening when they finished writing.
As for the reward, hey, the old driver knows everything.
From daytime to afternoon, Jiang Siming finished all the Spring Festival couplets, and then helped his wives hang up all the Spring Festival couplets to dry.
And contact professional logistics to deliver these Spring Festival couplets to each home.
Although the express delivery has stopped early, Lao Jiang's phone call still makes Mr. Shunfeng Wang happily wave his hand to arrange logistics and delivery.
After all the Spring Festival couplets were done and hung up at home, Jiang Siming immediately pretended to be working very hard, and began to cry tired with a sigh.
Babies who can bark have milk to eat. Lao Jiang has studied this truth very thoroughly.
No, after shouting tired, the daughters-in-law stretched out their arms to squeeze his shoulders, beat his back, massage his legs, and feel very comfortable.
While Jiang Siming was enjoying himself in the house, there was a scream outside the yard, and the sound of falling into the water.
Everyone heard the cry, it was Xin Heng Yui's voice.
Immediately, everyone rushed out, only to find that Xinheng Yuyi accidentally fell into the lake.
Seeing their good sisters falling into the lake, Shi Yuan and Hashimoto didn't panic. Instead, they winked at Jiang Siming and whispered, "Good chance! Husband! Come on!"
Jiang Siming: "..."