C165 Your brother won'st believe me

Your brother won't believe me

Mian Niang stopped her donkey cart, and the moment she saw him, she remembered that cold dagger with the throat sealed with blood.

When Song Zhien saw Jiang Ting, his eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped down from the carriage and walked to his side, calling out: "Mister!"

He did not know how to address the person he respected the most. To him, 'Mister' was the most respectful form of address.

The child's eyes were shining as he looked at himself, causing Jiang Ting to feel somewhat uncomfortable.

He responded with a soft "En" and there was no other reaction.

Song Zhien ruffled his hair under his hat and could not help but be disappointed. He wanted this gentleman to be like his sister, to rub his own head like how he would touch crabs, as if he himself possessed the skills to kill wolves.

However, this sir seemed a bit cold and aloof, and it would be very difficult to get close to him.

Mian Niang knew what Jiang Ting said was not unreasonable. He had met Song Zhixiao a few times, and they were all unhappy. To Song Zhixiao, it was like a capital "home".

If it were not for the fact that he had saved Su Yun a few times, Mian Niang guessed that he would not have believed him.

She could not help but feel distressed as well. "Do you need any keepsake?"

"I'm afraid the keepsake isn't enough. He might suspect that if I kidnap your family, it will be detrimental to you."

"Then what should we do?"

Mian Niang became even more distressed.

"Write a letter yourself, the child." He pointed at Song Zhien with his finger and said: "Don't you know how to write? Your brother should be able to recognize your handwriting, so you can just write a letter."

This time, it was Song Zhien's turn to be vexed: "Send a letter to I am a brother, but I only have pen and paper, I don't have ink."

"I do."

As if performing a trick, Jiang Ting took out an ink stone and a water bottle. He placed the ink stone on the carriage and started to study the ink stone.

The siblings looked at each other. Mian Niang was the first to react and hurriedly asked her brother to take out pen and paper.

He was just worried that his brother would make a move.

Song Zhien listened to him and spread out a piece of paper. Just as he was about to take out a pen, Jiang Ting took out another one, which was a new one, unlike the one Song Zhien used, which was almost bald. There were even proper markings on it.

Song Zhien looked at the pen in front of him, clenched his teeth, as though he was receiving some kind of sacred object, and took the pen, and said to Mian Niang: "Don't worry Sis A, I'm not cold."

How could it not be cold? In this weather, even wearing a cotton-padded jacket would cause one to shiver, let alone writing with bare hands.

The skin on the back of his hand was clean, and his fingers were long and slender. However, Mian Niang suddenly thought of the palm he saw yesterday when he handed the dagger, which was covered with a thick layer of calluses, and there were also a few deep scars. He did not know when he was actually injured, and it seemed like it had been many years.

Song Zhien wrote a letter home with no shaking at all, but it took him a bit longer.

The child did not mention that Song Youfu had passed away. Following his elder sister's instructions, he specifically mentioned in his heart how many times this Mr. Jiang had saved his family.

It was little brother's favor to sign this autograph.

Jiang Ting held the letter in his hand, and waited for the air on top to dry before putting it into the already prepared envelope.

Mian Niang said in panic, "Mr. Jiang, you really don't need to specially make a trip to the northwest for a letter."

Song Zhien turned his head and looked at her, then shouted, "Sis A!"

Mian Niang knew that he really wanted to know about Brother He's situation, and she also wanted to know the whereabouts of Brother He. But she wanted him to specially make a trip to the northwest for this matter, and even go to such a huge army camp to find Brother Ah.

How could he just trouble others?

The debt he owed was no longer clear. Even if this person had a huge grudge with his family, he should just let it go.

"I am not here for this letter. I have something to do."

Jiang Ting placed the letter away and looked at the relaxed expression that flashed past Mian Niang's eyes. He felt that it was a little strange, and he didn't know how he got the lie this easily.

Song Zhien returned the brush and ink to him, but he blocked it and said: "I don't need these, I still need to hurry on my journey, it's not convenient to keep them, you keep them."

"How can this be!"

The siblings said at the same time.

Mian Niang looked at the things in his brother's hands, and said: "These are all things that you have to spend money on, Mr. Jiang being able to help us deliver a letter to Ah Gou is already a huge help, how can we let you spend all of it?"

"That's funny. What a waste. Do you think I bought these specially, or do you think I, a military man with a pen and ink in my pocket, am going to take the top scorer's test?"

Mian Niang was about to say more, but Jiang Ting pointed to the brush that was almost bald right before, and asked: "Or do you want your brother to use this all the time, it's not good to say, but you will be looked down upon even in the academy?"

He rarely spoke so much, and today, he had already said what he had to say for half a month. Seeing that Mian Niang still wanted to resolve the issue, he couldn't help but be annoyed as he said, "If you really want to return to the bridge, Road to Road, you can take this letter back. I won't bring it with you, because this way, none of us will owe anyone a favor."

Mian Niang was helpless and could only give up. She pulled her brother and bowed to him as she thanked him for his kindness.

Jiang Ting moved to the side. He did not receive the gift and was about to ride his horse and leave, but he was stopped by Mian Niang.

Mian Niang removed the knee guards that were tied to her leg, folded them together, and passed them over to him: "If you don't mind, I ask for Mr. Jiang to bring this pair of knee guards to my elder brother, so that he can be alone outside. He must be careful and not be as honest and honest as before, and it will actually harm himself."

As Mian Niang said this, her nose started to ache, and she forced herself not to cry.

Jiang Ting received the knee guard, which still had the warmth from female mother on it, causing the man's ears to become a little hot. He immediately placed the knee guard into the bag on him and said: "With your nagging, your brother will definitely get what he deserves."

His eyes were unfocused, as if he was looking at Mian Niang, but also looked like he was looking at someone else.

Mian Niang called out to him twice before he came back to her senses.

After saying his goodbyes, he jumped up onto his horse, but was stopped by Song Zhien.

The teenager was very anxious. He had already gotten on the car and recalled something important. He called for his sister to stop and quickly ran over. He almost tripped over a tree branch during that short period of time and staggered until he fell down.

"Mr. Jiang."

He whispered, "Can you teach me martial arts in the future?"

Jiang Ting only looked at him, not knowing which side he was on.

Seeing the look in his eyes, he knew that he had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "Don't worry, I am not learning kung fu because I want to fight and make a fool of myself, I just want to protect my mother and sister, so that the Mei Family people will not keep bullying us."

"We'll talk about it in the future. Also, Mayer's disease won't bully you in the future."

"Why?"

Although Mian Niang was quite far away, and since her voice was low, she was unable to hear what she was saying, but she knew that her brother was definitely giving her trouble and wanted to come over to stop her. However, Jiang Ting looked at her, with an indiscernible smirk, and did not respond to what Song Zhien had said.

"What are you troubling him with this time?"

Mian Niang pulled her brother and asked.

"Nothing."

Song Zhien did not plan to tell his sister.

Sitting in the car, he mysteriously asked: "Sis A, do you know how Mr. Jiang killed those wolves when we came back from the city in the middle of the night?"

Mian Niang shook her head. Her brother had indeed mentioned this before, but she had only mentioned a little about it and did not talk about the details.

Song Zhien immediately explained the details clearly, as if he had received permission.

The little girl's eyes were filled with envy. When she mentioned the scene at that time, she was beaming with joy, adding oil to the fire, and her words were filled with admiration for Jiang Ting.

Mian Niang heard him speak exaggeratedly, so she used her whip to poke his waist, making him leave some room for speech. She also warned him not to talk about the Mr. Jiang with others.

Song Zhien did not understand.

Mian Niang had no choice but to explain: "He was waiting for us halfway up the mountain. The reason he didn't enter the village was because he didn't want to be seen by too many people."

In addition, his appearance, even if a normal person were to travel, he wouldn't dress up like that, right? This way, it would seem more like he was hiding something.

Furthermore, who exactly was this person's identity and what relationship did he have with the Prince Rong's Mansion? No matter how Mian Niang looked at him, he was not as simple as a hanger-on knight.

"Be careful with your words, it's better to avoid trouble. The most important thing is to not give him any trouble."

Song Zhien only barely understood, but he still nodded and said, "Although I'm not very clear about it, I believe in Sis A. If Sis A doesn't allow me to say, I definitely won't say."

Mian Niang nodded and touched the river crab's hat on his head.

"But do you have to tell Mother about this?"

Song Zhien asked: "Sis A, you have sent it out with your knee guards. If Brother replied to my letter, I can't possibly hide it from Mother, right?"

Mian Niang thought for a while and said, "Let me take a look, I'll tell my mother when I get back tonight. You can't keep this from her any longer. "

Previously, Gu Yue's matter had become a disaster because he had kept it a secret. This time, he had to tell Mother about it and let her know what to do.

"Sis A, Mr. Jiang said that Mayer's disease will not bully us anymore, why is that so?" Song Zhien thought about what Jiang Ting had said, and the more he couldn't understand, the deeper he thought about it.

"Mayer's disease?"

Mian Niang thought for a while and said: "They probably have no time to take care of themselves right now, so, they don't have time to look for trouble with us."

Since this Mr. Jiang was from the county, and was a member of the Prince Rong's Mansion, he would definitely pay a lot of attention to the matters of the Mei Family. Since he had said that, then the Mayer's disease woman must be pestered by the Zheng Family's five wives.

Mian Niang said in her heart, but she did not know that the Mei Family did not come to find trouble with them, in fact, it was because she had other inside information.

The Mei Family was in a state of panic.