In a narrow sense, taking care of Ah Ling was very dangerous.

In a broad sense, taking care of children was very dangerous.

Jiang Cheng wondered why Zhanxi helped her boss to take care of the children. Then he wondered why there were two more children in your house. His expression changed like the weather in June, and his mood was as complicated as glutinous rice porridge with spicy sauce.

He looked down at Tuan Zi in his arms. Tuan Zi was wearing white clothes and carrying a small bamboo hat. He was blinking his big eyes and staring at him fiercely.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but think of the days when he took care of his little nephew a few years ago. It was so chaotic.

Little Xie Lian reached out to touch his face, but Jiang Zongzhu avoided him coldly and held Tuan Zi's hand gently.

In a flash, Little Xie Lian, who was sitting on his lap, held back his tears at an amazing speed.

Most of the tears of a young child were to grab the sympathy and attention of the people around him. Very few of them were really grievances.

Jiang Cheng put Little Xie Lian on the cushioned chair and fixed the small bamboo hat on his back. He turned to look at Zhanxi, who was playing crooked fingers with Qing Xuan outside the door.

It was a sunny day just now, but now the weather changed.

There was a layer of gray clouds in the distance, and there was also a layer of light gray on top of the head. The rain hit the railing and soon the railing was wet.

There was an evergreen tree in the yard, and its leaves were full of vitality.

Zhan Xi's clothes today were coincidentally cyan, as if it was accidentally soaked by the rain. It was a clear and beautiful cyan color.

The way she teased the child was a bit like teasing a pet at home.

She scratched his chin, pinched his face, held his hands, kissed and hugged him.

She was often bitten …

Tut, fortunately, the child's teeth were not good, or he would be disfigured.

Jiang Cheng held Little Xie Lian, who wanted to climb down the chair by himself, and asked, "Where is their family?"

Zhanxi said casually, "Their family … of course, went to find their enemy.

Right, Yao 'er?

Do you like Childe He or my sister? "

"He He!

Big sister will carry you! "

Xiao Qingxuan said without hesitation. Smiling, she threw herself into Zhanxi's arms and kissed her on the cheek, leaving the third bite mark of the day.

Although his intelligence had shrunk along with his appearance, he still knew how to distinguish between 'dependence' and 'liking'. He liked Zhanxi, but relied on He Xuan for a long time. It was far beyond 'liking'.

Regarding this, Zhanxi did not reveal the slightest bit of disappointment. She only said curiously, "So that's how you address Childe He."

"Mr. Jiang, does Ah Ling like Little Uncle more or Uncle more?"

"…" Jiang Cheng couldn't answer, or rather, he couldn't answer at all.

In his heart, he felt that Ah Ling was biased towards Kim Kwang-yao. After all, even adults were easily deceived by Kim Kwang-yao's harmless and gentle smile, let alone children.

But how could he let Zhan continue?

Nise decided to 'speak without thinking', "Of course it is …"

"Kim Jong-ju."

"Poof —" Jiang Cheng was almost choked to death by a mouthful of hot tea.

Zhan Xi, this fellow, was so straightforward that it made people angry.

He slammed the plain-colored porcelain teacup on the table and said angrily, "Who said that?!"

"Ah Ling."

"Hum." He had nothing to say. Little heartless, I fed you dog food every day. Is this how you repay your uncle?

Zhanxi rolled the two dumplings onto the bed to play with the dolls. She sat at the table, holding her chin with one hand and pouring a glass of wine with the other. "Hey, Mr. Jiang, when are you going to the imperial city?

I have to take care of Master Huacheng and Childe He's dumplings these days. I'm afraid I can't spare time.

And Yang Yang hasn't come home yet … "

"You can leave when you're free." Jiang Cheng's face was taut, and his expression was stiff.

Zhanxi thought he was unwilling. She sensed a trace of aggressiveness in his eyes. She quickly lowered her eyes and said painfully, "Mr. Jiang, you don't have to care about me. You can go if you want.

It won't kill me if I don't drink too much. "

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything. He just wanted to slap her head into the wine jar. He scolded her in his heart for having low EQ, and the expression on his face was getting worse and worse.

It was really the limit.

Jiang Zongzhu stood up and said coldly, "It's up to you whether you want to go or not." Then he left in a huff.

Oh, and an arrogant "Hum" …

Zhan Xi was dumbfounded: "????"

# Yes, I'm just wondering why Jiang Zongzhu acted like I didn't live up to his good intentions. #

Could it be —

That he was really gay???

Zhanxi patted her face to get rid of all the random thoughts in her head.

She only said in her heart, "I have to believe that Jiang Zongzhu is a decent person. He's definitely not gay.

Besides, I'm not a man. Why should I worry? "

*

A few days later, Jiang Cheng came to look for the Zhangs again. It was very noisy at the door.

Zhanxi looked coldly at Cheng Zhen pulling Cheng Yu's ear.

The thirteen-year-old girl was scolded by her sister until she was in tears. Zhanyan wanted to help her, but because she made a mistake a few days ago, she took her baby brother out to play. In order to save her life, she had to look away. She secretly crossed herself and prayed to God that the naughty girl wouldn't be beaten to a pulp by Cheng Zhen.

Shi Qingxuan and Xie Lian had just recovered. They were extremely tired and were resting on the table with their hands folded.

He Xuan expressionlessly poured a cup of tea and handed it to Shi Qingxuan. He pushed the person's elbow. Shi Qingxuan jumped up as if a switch had been pressed. She shook He Xuan's shoulder and cried, "I-I-I-I … Brother He, I'm sorry!

I was unreasonable and offended you a few days ago!

Don't be angry and don't go looking for my brother. You can eat whatever you want — "

He Xuan calmly glanced at the empty teacup. He poured another cup of tea and handed it to Shi Qingxuan.

The latter looked at him suspiciously. She took the teacup with a sad face as if she had just received a deadly crane crown. She drank it in one gulp and calmed down a lot.

Shi Qingxuan pursed her lips and said softly, "I'm sorry."

He Xuan didn't want to continue the conversation. He raised his hand and put it on Shi Qingxuan's shoulder. He shrank a thousand miles and took her away.

Huacheng also grabbed Xie Lian's hand and said, "Brother, we should go back to the Thousand Lanterns Temple."

"Wait … wait. Good Third Brother, I … I've troubled you."

Xie Lian's face was pale. Huacheng smiled and said, "Of course not." His good brother then turned to Zhanxi and said, "Miss Chan, I've troubled you these days."

The Crown Prince had lost all his face. When he thought that this matter would spread to the Heavenly Court one day, Xie Lian's stomach hurt. He felt his stomach hurt for himself and Master Feng. The blame fell from the sky. Unfortunately, the ones who suffered from it were these two brothers who were once equally poor.

"Ah, it's nothing." Zhanxi nodded slightly. The corners of her eyes smiled and said vaguely, "It's my honor."

"…" The Crown Prince's face turned even redder.

In order to prevent his good brother from being teased again, Huacheng quickly took Xie Lian away.

The two immortal ghost pairs disappeared from the courtyard.

Zhanxi tore off her cold mask and stepped on Cheng Yu's phone. She crossed her arms and said with a smile, "Either you work in the medical center with your sister, or I'll teach you how to use your ability."

Cheng Yu shook her head in horror. She buried her head into Cheng Zhen's chest and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry!

Sister Zhan!

I won't play anymore! "

Zhanxi said, "Actions speak louder than words." She then waved her hand to indicate that the two troublesome sisters could leave.

Cheng Zhen carried Cheng Yu to the door. He turned around and said, "I want to come to your house for dinner tonight."

Zhanxi replied instantly, "In your dreams."

With his back facing Zhanxi, Zhanyan mouthed, "My sister said … Yes!

Yes! "

Cheng Zhen nodded and teleported away.

When Jiang Zongzhu pushed the door open and entered, those who should leave had already left. Those who should scold had already scolded. Those who should cry had already cried. Those who should be punished had already stood. Those who should be doing homework were doing homework. Those who should be drinking were drinking. Those who should be cooking were cooking.

It was broad daylight. The commotion just now couldn't have been caused by ghosts …

"Hello, Jiang Zongzhu!" Zhanyan carried two buckets of water and greeted Jiang Cheng. "My sister is in the kitchen."

"You didn't eat?"

"I made a mistake and got punished. There's no food to eat."

"…"

Jiang Cheng very righteously hung the Lanling specialty that he brought over around Zhanyan's neck.

Zhanyan smelled the fragrance of scallion pancakes in the leather bag. He was so touched that his hands trembled. Jiang Cheng helped him to straighten his hands.