Chapter 1008 The Alluring Actor (29)
"Qiubai's hands are almost frozen because he wanted to sew a purse for you. Don't blame him for getting angry."
Qiu Shuang is Qiu Bai's elder brother. The two brothers have been sent to Jiang Tang since they were young. Qiu Bai has a more upright temperament, so Qiu Shuang has to say nice things for him from behind to prevent his master from getting bored.
Jiang Tang has always been very patient with good-looking people.
In particular, the four men who serve him are all fair-skinned and beautiful. Just looking at them every day makes them pleasing to the eye.
"How could I blame him? Don't think too much. You should go and rest early."
The candlelight went out, and the smell of soothing incense filled the tip of his nose. In the warm and soft quilt, Jiang Tang lifted the quilt with one foot, pressed his thighs on the quilt comfortably, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Banban, do all the faces in your mission world have to be reused?"
Banban raised his head from the pile of documents and asked in confusion.
"How to say?"
"I see a face today, it looks very familiar."
"Well, maybe I repeated it accidentally. It's not a person. Don't think too much about it."
Jiang Tang looked up at the tent above his head and crossed his legs.
"You're a garbage robot, you know how to lie to people."
"Huh? How did I lie to you?"
"Huh..."
Jiang Tang sneered, then closed his eyes and turned over. He lazily rubbed his head on the soft brocade quilt and muttered something in a low voice.
"What a rubbish... using my son's face on others... rubbish."
Banban: "..."
He typed on the keyboard and scanned all the faces Jiang Tang had seen today, and finally settled on a man's face.
Fuck...
It's exactly the same. "This is a randomly assigned face, unexpected."
"Junk."
"You're still addicted to scolding!"
Banban wanted to curse again, but before the words came out of his mouth, Jiang Tang's even and steady breathing came from the space.
"Damn, sleeping like a pig."
……
Jiangzhai worships ancestors.
For half a month, Jiang Tang lived on a big mountain, isolated from the world. He listened to dozens of old monks buzzing in his ears all day long. The rituals were complicated and cumbersome. As the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family, she didn’t know how to pray. How many Buddha statues were there, how many steps were kneeled on, how many incense ashes were held in the hands.
The ancestors of the Jiang family all sleep in this Baimao Temple. Every year, Mrs. Jiang donates millions of taels of sesame oil money and buys eight everlasting lamps, which are hung behind the temple mountain. The sesame oil in the everlasting lamps every day, The abbot must personally pour water and light it, burn incense and chant sutras.
After half a month of fasting, Jiang Tang's chin was so chewed that the old lady felt very distressed and tried to make various exquisite snacks for her.
After the ancestor worship was over, the mighty motorcade turned around and rushed back to Jingyang City. The city gate was wide open, and thousands of people stood at the gate to watch the Jiang family's grand ancestor worship ceremony.
As soon as he got home, Jiang Tang asked Minglu to change his clothes.
"When my mother comes to see me later, tell her that I am going to practice martial arts."
Minglu chased her out, put the heater into Jiang Tang's arms, and added a cloak to her.
"Put it on, it's very cold outside, be careful of freezing."
"Okay, you should go back and warm yourself quickly. I have a few milk pancakes left in the house. Before my mother-in-law comes back, take them and share them with Qiu Bai and the others."
Ming Lu smiled gently.
"I know, you love us."
After leaving Jiang's house, the carriage drove all the way towards Cuizhuxuan. The frost was coming, and the bluestones on the road were frozen to a crisp.
(End of chapter)