GBP Chapter 182 My Mother Is Praising Me to Death
Chapter 182 My Mother Is Praising Me to Death
Jiang Wanqing looked up and looked at the scene in front of him.
There were broken plates on the ground and pig's trotters that had rolled down.
The maid next to her still had a look of fear on her face.
Zhou Musheng's face was filled with anger.
The fat double chin is pressed even harder.
Jiang Wanqing restrained his expression.
He took a step forward and glanced at the maid.
Then he asked, "What happened? Why did Mu Sheng get so angry?"
The maid fell to her knees with a thud.
She explained, "I don't know what happened today. On weekdays, the young master eats stewed pig's trotters every two days. Today, I brought the stewed pig's trotters, but the young master threw the trotters on the ground. He also said that I was a bad person..."
Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but frowned, with a hint of thought in his eyes.
You know, Zhou Musheng likes to eat pork elbows the most.
Why did he suddenly change his temper now?
Is it possible…
Did Song Nansheng say something again?
Jiang Wanqing hesitated for a while.
He took a few steps forward and walked to Zhou Musheng's side.
He lowered his head slightly and looked at Zhou Musheng.
Then he asked, "Who is causing you trouble? Why did you start such a big fire for no reason?"
Zhou Musheng didn't say anything, but just stared at Jiang Wanqing closely.
Jiang Wanqing saw a hint of hatred in the other person's eyes.
He immediately shouted, "Zhao Si!"
Zhao Si, who was standing next to him, rolled out immediately.
He also knelt down in front of Jiang Wanqing with a plop: "Madam, what do you want?"
Jiang Wanqing said in a cold voice: "I asked you to take good care of Mu Sheng, is this how you take care of the young master? You deserve to be punished!"
When Zhao Si heard this, he met Jiang Wanqing's eyes, immediately lowered his head, kowtowed, and begged for mercy: "It's all my fault. It's all because I didn't make the young master happy! I deserve to be punished!"
Zhou Musheng, who was standing by, saw this scene and suddenly became anxious.
The next second, he took a few steps and came in front of Zhao Si.
He stood in front of Zhao Si and pushed away those who came to catch Zhao Si.
Then he shouted, "Whoever dares to touch Zhao Si is making things difficult for me!"
Jiang Wanqing raised an eyebrow.
I didn't expect that after not seeing him for a few days, Zhou Musheng's temper had become extremely bad.
Now, the young master's style is being displayed right in front of him.
If this goes on, wouldn't he be pretending to be the master of the Marquis of Xingchang Mansion?
The servants surrounding Zhao Si turned around and glanced at Jiang Wanqing.
Jiang Wanqing waved his hand and the servant left.
Jiang Wanqing curled the corners of his lips.
Looking at Zhou Musheng: "Musheng, if it wasn't Zhao Si who made you unhappy, who was it?"
There was a hint of hesitation in Zhou Musheng's eyes.
He glanced at Jiang Wanqing but remained silent.
Although Zhou Musheng didn't say anything, Jiang Wanqing had some guesses in his mind when he saw this scene.
Just now, Zhou Musheng lost his temper at the maid who brought him the pork elbow, but that maid was his own.
It’s not Zhao Si’s fault, nor is it anyone else’s fault.
Then I think it must be myself.
It was me who made Zhou Musheng feel unhappy.
But Jiang Wanqing had never realized before that Zhou Musheng was so dissatisfied with her.
If so, why did Zhou Musheng suddenly have such a big change?
Apart from what Song Nansheng said in front of Zhou Musheng, Jiang Wanqing couldn't think of any other reason.
It seemed that there was no way to pry Zhou Musheng's mouth.
Jiang Wanqing was not angry.
He just said: "If you don't tell me, I will transfer Zhao Si away. You should know that Zhao Si is the servant I found for you!"
When Zhou Musheng heard that Zhao Si was going to be transferred, a look of panic appeared on his face.
Jiang Wanqing naturally understood it very well.
Now, Zhao Si has become close friends with Zhou Musheng.
The two of them often went to Wuyou Pavilion privately.
Zhao Si would also cover for Zhou Musheng from other people.
If Zhou Musheng didn't have a lovely girl like Zhao Si, he would probably have less happiness.
Zhou Musheng then looked up at Jiang Wanqing.
He said word by word: "Mother doesn't love me from the bottom of her heart! She is praising me to death! If mother loved me from the bottom of her heart, she wouldn't feed me stewed pork elbows and other big meats every day! Let me grow fat! Now, she has raised me to be like this!"
Jiang Wanqing's eyelids twitched slightly.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Musheng reacted now.
Song Nansheng had also raised this question in front of Zhou Musheng before.
However, since he came up with this explanation about growing up, Zhou Musheng still believed himself at that time.
Now, it is...
Jiang Wanqing turned his head and glanced at Zhao Si.
Zhao Si quickly shook his head.
Jiang Wanqing withdrew her gaze again.
Looking at Zhou Musheng, his weight was almost the same as that of two people of the same age combined.
Jiang Wanqing explained word by word: "Is it because you like to eat pork elbows that I asked the maid to stew them for you? You shouted before that you wanted to eat it every day, did I consider your health and let you eat it once every two days? If I really wanted you to be bad, why would I let you eat it twice?"
Zhou Musheng hesitated for a moment while listening to Jiang Wanqing's explanation.
Then he said: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have grown up to be what I am now, and Xiang'er wouldn't have..."
At the end of his speech, Zhou Musheng suddenly shut his mouth.
Xianger?
Where did Zhou Musheng meet this person?
It sounds like he should be a child around the same age as Zhou Musheng.
Could it be that the child named Xiang'er dislikes Zhou Musheng?
Jiang Wanqing's expression remained unchanged.
She said calmly: "The regular money from the Xingchang Marquis's Mansion cannot provide you with meat every meal! It is because I am worried that you are growing up, so I asked the kitchen to prepare extra meals for you.
Since you don't like what I do for you now, I won't do it anymore. From now on, your meal specifications will be based on the standard silver of the Xingchang Marquis's Mansion."
Zhou Musheng heard it.
After a moment of hesitation, he asked in confusion, "Mom, will you force me to eat meat?"
Jiang Wanqing covered her lips and smiled: "What are you talking about, Mu Sheng? When did I force you to eat meat? Hasn't the kitchen always made whatever you want to eat?"
It’s just that children nowadays are young and can’t control their mouths, so naturally they want to eat whatever they like.
Of course, it won’t work without the supervision of adults.
However, all Jiang Wanqing did was never restrain Zhou Musheng.
After hearing what Jiang Wanqing said, Zhou Musheng felt that everything seemed to be just as it was.
This time, it was Zhou Musheng's turn to feel confused.
It was my mother who said that Jiang Wanqing had ill intentions towards me.
But now it seems that Jiang Wanqing didn't do anything bad to me, nor did she force myself.
Zhou Musheng thought of something.
He gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, mother, I don't want the current teacher anymore! I want to change to another one!"