Wen Jingyan smiled again, "Of course."
After dealing with Lan Residence's matter, Song Yutang's top priority is to deal with the mosquito problem.
Butler Wang has seen how powerful she is and doesn't dare to neglect her at all.
After receiving the notice, he immediately asked the servants to bring more than a dozen disinfection tools into the room.
Ultrasound, infrared, traditional mosquito repellent liquid and mosquito repellent incense are all arranged.
Considering that he was bitten on the bed, Song Yutang also made a special statement. "The area under the bed should also be carefully disinfected. I suspect there may be insect eggs. If the young master's wound is infected, the follow-up treatment will be very troublesome."
The attending doctor who came for a routine check-up happened to see this scene. He secretly glanced at the looming red mark on Song Yutang's chest, and then pretended to look at Jiang Muyan casually.
Good guy, he is indeed President Jiang. He is already in a vegetative state and can even plant mosquito bags for his wife.
What a big mosquito.
A mosquito lying on the bed. Jiang Muyan: As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
Soon it was lunch time.
Jiang Guoqiang still cooks the food himself, and the vegetables are all picked by Li Xiulan from the ground early in the morning.
As soon as the dishes were placed, Chen Ruyin helped the old man into the restaurant.
She was wearing a navy blue cheongsam today, her hair was neatly tied, and she had a gentle smile on her face.
After receiving a punishment, he seems to have behaved a lot.
The old man sat down at the main seat, and just as Chen Ruyin was about to sit down beside him, he found that Jiang Boyan was also there.
She paused for a moment, and the smile on her face immediately changed, "Boyan? Today seems not to be the weekend, right? Why are you eating at home?"
Jiang Boyan was so bullied by her that she subconsciously shrank her neck.
A flash of light flashed in Chen Ruyin's eyes, and he pretended to suddenly realize. "Could it be that he got into trouble again at school? This time was he fighting and skipping class, or was he harassing his female classmates?"
Jiang Boyan shook his head quickly. "I didn't cause any trouble..."
Chen Ruyin interrupted him, "Then why didn't you go to school? Boyan, it's not grandma who said you, your parents are not educated, and it's normal for them not to teach their children well. But you have to live up to your expectations. Look at your third brother, how good he was in school back then, and he won scholarships every year. It's better for you, you get into trouble every day, what difference does it make if you read this book or not?"
She changed the subject, looked at Jiang Guoqiang and Li Xiulan and sighed, "Guoqiang, Boyan, you have to pay more attention to this child. You yourself are not well-educated, and you have to watch him study. You can't let him..."
Jiang Guoqiang and Li Xiulan's faces turned red and they lowered their heads with guilty conscience.
In their simple concept, if a child does not go to school, no matter what the reason is, he is not doing his job properly.
Chen Ruyin saw this and became even more excited. "I'm doing it for you too. This child finally got into a noble school, and the tuition is over a million a year. If he doesn't study hard, will he be worthy of the old man? Let me tell you, if the child is ineffective, it's probably because the parents didn't teach him well. You yourselves... Hey, I can't say more about some things. Anyway, you know what you know..."
The words became more and more unpleasant. Jiang Guoqiang couldn't bear it anymore and raised his head to retort, "It's not Boyan's fault. It was others who bullied him."
Chen Ruyin was stunned for a moment, then covered his mouth and laughed, "Guoqiang, your thinking is wrong. Why don't others bully others, but only him? There must be something wrong with Boyan himself. When gangsters fight, how can there be any reason for unilateral bullying? One slap can't make a difference..."
Snap--
A crisp sound interrupted her words.
Chen Ruyin covered his face and was stunned on the spot.
Song Yutang rubbed his numb wrist and glanced at her slowly. "Old aunt, you simply didn't learn physics well. Facts have proved that a slap can make a loud sound."
Chen Ruyin reacted belatedly, his face trembling with anger. "You... you hit me again..."
Song Yutang raised his chin and sneered condescendingly, "I call you my aunt because I am well-educated, but you really treat yourself like a piece of junk. When will it be your turn, a foreigner, to talk too much about the academic future of my Jiang Family eldest son and grandson?"
"I... you..." Although he has been scolded countless times, Chen Ruyin still cannot refute.
"I asked you to learn the rules in the side hall, why are you following me here? There are no rules. Come on, please invite the old aunt to the side hall." Song Yutang did not give her a chance to speak, and ordered in a cold voice.
Jiang Boyan's eyes lit up instantly, and he stood up eagerly.
He grabbed Chen Ruyin by the shoulders and pushed him out of the door.
She refused to leave. "What are you doing? Let me go... Brother Kun, Brother Kun Just talk..."
The old man's face was ashen and he was about to speak--
Bang.
The door is closed.
Chen Ruyin was locked outside, and the sound of crying came through the door panel: "Brother Kun, you said it yourself, let me come back for dinner. Are you going to let them treat me like this? I have been cleaning the ancestral hall this month to serve my ancestors. Is it easy for me? I..."
The old man was humiliated and slammed the table. "Song Yutang, you Grandma Chen have been really dedicated recently. I personally promised to let her go back to the main restaurant for dinner. You did it without saying a word. Do you still take me seriously?"
Song Yutang Without saying a word, he picked up the bowl at hand and threw it to the ground. "What about you? Do you take your ancestors seriously?"
The old man was frightened by the sudden movement and looked at her dumbfounded. "I... what happened to me?"
Song Yutang raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the ancestral hall, and said in a loud voice, "We Jiang Family have always been a scholarly family, with a family of poetry and etiquette. As the head of the family, you don't even worry about the studies of your direct grandson. What is the difference between you and a prodigal?"
The old man was dumbfounded by the scolding. "I didn't worry about it. Didn't I send him to an aristocratic school? The tuition fee is millions a year..."
Song Yutang interrupted sharply, "If you can solve your academic problems with money, then there won't be so many dandies in the past."
The old man opened his mouth but was speechless.
Song Yutang continued to be aggressive, slapping the table and challenging him. "Grandpa, I am so disappointed in you."
The old man pointed at himself, with a confused look on his face. "You yell at me and I'm not disappointed in you, so you're disappointed in me?"
Song Yutang's voice suddenly raised an octave. "Do you know what is the most important thing for a big family?"
The old man was forced to lean back in his chair under the pressure of her momentum, feeling guilty for no reason. "... What is it?"
Song Yutang said in one sentence, "The most important thing for a big family is not how much money it has or how high its official position is, but how many successors it has. Only when the descendants have real talents and knowledge can the family business continue and the family prosper. Without real talents and knowledge, even if you are a high-ranking official and a well-paid official, you will not be able to maintain your position."
The old man fell silent.
Song Yutang took the opportunity to press forward step by step. "As the head of the family, you don't care about the studies of your eldest son and grandson. What are you if you are not a prodigal?"
The old man's eyes began to wander. "I think... it's okay..."
Song Yutang sneered, "What do you mean it's okay? Education has never been a simple matter, and you can't just accept one-sided words. You didn't even understand the matter, and you allowed your concubine to talk nonsense. You are simply an old fool and a prodigal."
The old man felt guilty after being told that he wanted to change the subject with a dry cough, "Um... what happened to Boyan at school?"