Jiang's old house

After Jiang Xiaomi and Luo Yanrong finished chatting, they went back to Jiang's house, and then had a long talk with the old man. He didn't go back all night last night, but Lou Tianqin killed Jiang's house early the next morning.

The old housekeeper warmly welcomed Lou Tianqin in, walked all the way, and explained all the way: "Also, a new cook came to the house, and his craftsmanship is very good, so the old man kept the young lady overnight and told her to eat before leaving."

Just as Lou Tianqin was about to say something, the housekeeper hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Miss has taboos. We all know that we will never give her something to eat."

Lou Tianqin is not afraid of Jiang Xiaomi eating blindly, he is afraid that Mr. Jiang will feed her mouth, what to do with the rest of the day.

The two walked around and came to the flower hall. After Mr. Jiang finished a set of Tai Chi, the servant wiped his sweat with a dry towel. The red-faced Mr. Jiang saw Lou Tianqin and hurriedly beckoned him to sit.

"Morning grandpa."

Mr. Jiang chuckled: "You are early too."

Lou Tianqin was embarrassed by Mr. Jiang's smile. He didn't want to come over so early in the morning. The Chinese medicine prescribed by Wang Dahai was taken three times a day, half an hour before meals. Jiang Xiaomi was in a hurry yesterday, so he only brought Two packs of medicine go out.

"Grandpa, is Xiaomi still up?" Lou Tianqin asked.

"Housekeeper, go and wake up the young lady, the plan of the day is in the morning, how do you always sleep late." In order to balance Lou Tianqin's heart, Mr. Jiang deliberately made a serious look.

The butler responded and trotted all the way.

As soon as she stepped into Jiang Xiaomi's courtyard, she saw Jiang Xiaomi being pushed on the back like a prisoner. The man pushed her and she staggered forward.

The butler was stunned, what's going on?

"Stop pushing, I'll go by myself." Jiang Xiaomi turned his head and glared angrily at Li Xiaojia behind him.

Li Xiaojia tensed his face: "I'm thinking of your body, you still have medicine to take."

Not only Lou Tianqin was concerned about Jiang Xiaomi's taking medicine, but Li Xiaojia was also very concerned. No, he shouted at the door early in the morning. Jiang Xiaomi pretended not to hear, and continued to sleep with a quilt over his head.

She thought, Li Xiaojia wouldn't dare to break into her boudoir no matter how daring it was, it would be fine to sleep a little longer.

But she missed a point, Li Xiaojia didn't dare to go back, but it didn't mean he had no other way.

Li Xiaojia tore off the tie around his neck, pricked his eyes, kicked the door, and went in just like that.

When Jiang Xiaomi was pulled out of the quilt, the whole person was stunned.

Li Xiaojia, with a tie on her eyes, stood still beside her bed: "Young Mistress, get up quickly, it's time to go back and drink the medicine."

The butler politely stepped forward: "Oh, what's going on?"

Seeing that he was old and being so polite to himself, Li Xiaojia explained to him for the first time: "Our young lady has to drink medicine every morning, so I have to go back early."

The housekeeper showed a sudden realization, and then said: "Your young master came over early in the morning, I guess he should have brought it with him."

Li Xiaojia raised his eyebrows, is the young master here?

Jiang Xiaomi changed his previous decadence, and suddenly straightened his chest: "Get out of the way!"

Li Xiaojia rubbed his nose and silently followed.

In the flower hall, the tangy breakfast aroma makes people's appetite greatly increase, but the dark bowl of traditional Chinese medicine on the table is very unpleasant.

Lou Tianqin frowned when he saw Jiang Xiaomi not awake: "What did you do last night?"

Jiang Xiaomi couldn't say in front of so many people that he was forced to turn on by Li Xiaojia who was pulled out of the quilt, so he had to find a reason and said he was playing games.

Then she picked up the bowl and drank the medicine.

Li Xiaojia had already set the alarm clock before eating half an hour after drinking the medicine.

Jiang Xiaomi shrugged his shoulders and spent time there.

Mr. Jiang was afraid that Lou Tianqin would be hungry, so he greeted him and told him to eat first.

Lou Tianqin looked at Jiang Xiaomi's dying look, and felt very uncomfortable. How could he eat this?

"It's okay, I ate some when I came over in the morning. Grandpa, please eat first."

Jiang Xiaomi didn't want to delay their breakfast because of himself, so he took an excuse to go for a walk and exercise.

Li Xiaojia didn't need Lou Tianqin's instructions, and immediately posted it like a shadow.

After the alarm clock rang, Jiang Xiaomi and Li Xiaojia appeared.

After breakfast, Lou Tianqin accompanied the old man to drink a pot of morning tea, during which the servant came over and whispered, "Master, it's eight o'clock."

Mr. Jiang seemed to have missed something: "Oh, yes, it's eight o'clock. Get your phone quickly."

Lou Tianqin watched all this without moving, and when Mr. Jiang put on his reading glasses and turned on his mobile phone, Lou Tianqin suddenly realized.

"Grandpa, are you chasing stars now?"

After Mr. Jiang finished voting, he handed the mobile phone to the servant: "People, you have to have some hobbies."

Not only Mr. Jiang, but Jiang's family all began to vote for Yang Wanying under the instigation of Jiang Xiaomi, so from one to eight o'clock, everyone took out their mobile phones and started voting.

At this time, the old housekeeper took out the newspaper he had just bought this morning and handed it over.

A photo of Yang Wanying when she was young appeared on the cover, and the title was very eye-catching - you vote, I vote, Wanying will debut tomorrow.

And there is a line of inconspicuous small characters below the big title - the exclusive sponsorship of Dongyang who can correct mistakes.

The Big Fish Newspaper published a similar propaganda page yesterday. It was only a day later, and it was so loud?

Jiang Xiaomi was stunned. When he called Dayu Newspaper, the person in charge gave the feedback that someone paid for the front page headlines and bought them for seven days in one go.

Jiang Xiaomi was flustered. Lou Jiefeng only called her yesterday and told her not to follow up. How can I explain it now?

On the way back, Jiang Xiaomi struggled to talk to Lou Jiefeng on the phone, but found a photo of Yang Wanying posted on the back of the bus stop.

And there will be a sentence at the end - the exclusive sponsorship of Dongyang, who can correct his mistakes.

"Hey, isn't this Dongyang, who knows his mistakes and can correct them, the number one fan of Feng Mu?" Jiang Xiaomi said to himself.

...

Overnight, the streets and alleys were full of advertisements for the mother.

Feng Mu herself is also quite puzzled. In the past, she signed a contract with a brokerage company, and they would be in charge of publicity, but now she has neither signed a contract with the company nor has an broker to help pull the line, so who has the money and nowhere to spend it? Big effort propaganda?

"I guess, it must be your fan."

Feng Mu smiled: "My former fans are either grandfathers or fathers now, how can they have such spare time."

"Hey, don't believe it, you see, this is the propaganda made for you by Dongyang who knows his mistakes and can correct them." Ye Xiao pointed out the small print at the bottom of the newspaper to her.

Feng mother: "..."