Jiang Zhongye was already full of temper. He was so angry that Jiang Ling was so angry that he was going out to cause trouble, which made him worried, but when he saw Nanfeng's tears, these angers dissipated with the wind.

After all, Jiang Ling is just a girl in her early twenties. What can she know?

After all, she had never asked Jiang Ling to see the darkest side of the world. She even thought that the few green skins in the Li family factory could be called gangsters, and she thought that she could be invincible in the world with just a few skills.

Jiang Zhongye sighed. He seemed to see the little Jiang Ling crying helplessly after his deceased wife died early. Jiang Zhongye swears from that time that he will never let his daughter suffer any grievances.

But today, he personally let his daughter suffer this grievance.

Jiang Zhongye felt sour and not a taste. Suddenly, he felt that it was meaningless to argue about these things. He said to his disciples tiredly: "Everyone go back and rest. Don't learn from Jiang Ling in the future. As your master, as long as I have a breath, I will not starve you."

The disciples said yes, and soon they scattered. Zhang Afa seemed to want to accompany Jiang Zhongye, but when they saw that the two of them seemed to have finished speaking, they hesitated to leave.

However, Jiang Zhongye did not argue with Du He anymore, but said abnormally: "Can Ahe drink alcohol?"

Du He narrowed his eyes, "If it's today, I'll just be drunk."

Nanfeng looked at Du He worriedly. Du He patted Nanfeng's back and whispered: "Nanfeng went to find Aunt Jiang Si, and asked her to arrange a table of wine and food with our silver dollars, add a croquette of fish fillets, and then a few of your favorite foods. You can go and eat with Sister Jiang Ling."

Nanfeng went reluctantly, and Du He followed Jiang Zhongye back to the main house.

Jiang Zhongye's room was still there, and there was no addition. Du He noticed that the things on the ancient shelf were a little sparse, and he also changed into a few bargains for making appearances. Jiang Zhongye seemed to be even worse than what Jiang Ling said.

"Master Jiang, did you move to Nujiang Ling after encountering something?"

Du He thought about it and it seemed that only this possibility would make Jiang Zhongye, who had always been obedient to his daughter, get angry and ask for class rules to teach Jiang Ling a lesson.

Jiang Zhongye sat silently, neither denying nor acknowledging. He only sat down and poured himself a glass of rice wine when the wine and food arrived.

The semi-sweet rice wine is soft and mellow, fresh and sweet, refreshing when you drink it for a long time, but it will make people feel warm all over. Du He has drunk it since he was a child, and when he relives it, he can't help but feel a little greedy.

Jiang Zhongye drank a whole pot of wine, and his face became rosy. He suddenly said, "Ahe, do you think I am not living well, so I beat the child's scum?"

Du He drank a while and his thoughts flew away. He was startled when he heard this. He finally remembered that the two were still quarreling before.

"What's that for?"

The anger also disappeared a lot, Du He calmed down a lot, and asked in confusion.

Jiang Zhongye sighed, supported his head weakly, and his always neat beard became messy. He had no image of winning in the past, and he was more like a failed and lost father.

"Ahe, don't you know how messy it is outside... There are too many white parties now. Girls like Ah Ling, who are a bit handsome but have no backstage, go out to perform in the world and perform in the world, which is like seeking death."

"I don't want to put her in a slight danger after losing her mother...Ahe, I can't bear it anymore."

Jiang Zhongye's eyes were red, and he looked at an unknown place in the void, and there seemed to be some water in his eyes.

Du He suddenly remembered that Jiang Zhongye's wife, an elder who once made the young Du He feel what gentleness is for the first time, seemed to have disappeared in a bad weather and was later found. She died in a remote boat.

A precious life, a lady with a higher education, a wife and mother of a family, died in such a worthless manner at the hands of a party who broke up the white party for ten dollars.

During that time, Du He was scared. Even Jiang Ling hid from him and cried all day long to look for his mother. Later, Jiang Zhongye disappeared for a while. When he came back again, he was like this unshakable smirk.

Du He didn't know if Jiang Zhongye had avenged his hatred, but he also knew that Jiang Zhongye's wife was a taboo for him, a scar that could not be raised. Once it was related to this matter, Jiang Zhongye would take all measures to avoid the same thing.

Du He thought of his sister Nanfeng, and Jiutong, and suddenly understood Jiang Zhongye.

It is not for the patriarchal power and parental domination of Luo Shizi. What Jiang Zhongye did is entirely based on a father's concern for his daughter.

"But you probably hurt Jiang Ling's heart. She seems to be very worried recently. You are a father, so it's time to teach and enlighten me." Before leaving, Du He took a plate of candied fruit and gave me drunk advice. Jiang Zhongye drowsyly touched the wine pot on the table and agreed twice.

Du He had no choice but to go back to the house slowly. Nanfeng had not come back yet, so probably wouldn't come back. Jiang Ling should have a lot to say, thank you Nanfeng...

Woman... It's really troublesome...

Du He put the candied fruit on the small coffee table in Nanfeng's house, thought about the moon for a while, Gaoqiao Haiyu, and then Jiang Ling, sighed, and after a while, he thought of Yang Meixue, and quickly shook his head and closed his eyes in fear.

The next morning, Du He didn't have a hangover and got up with difficulty. As soon as he opened his eyes, he smelled the fragrance of roses.

What comes with the fragrance is Takahashi Hashi sitting upright in the room.

"Du Hejun, I've caused you trouble."

Seeing Du He wake up, Takahashi Haiyu stood up and bowed apologetically, with a little nervousness on his face.

Du He thought he was dreaming, so he sat up and said, "Haiyu, why did you run into my room? Did I make a fuss after drinking too much and get you into the dream?"

Takahashi Hashi's face looked like a peach blossom, shyly opened his eyes and whispered: "Ahejun, you are not wearing clothes yet..."

Du He looked at his chest, reached out and touched it, and realized that it was not a dream, so he woke up immediately and put on his clothes in panic. Takahashi Hashi took a peek at it and smiled.

Ah Hejun is still as cute as ever.

After putting on his clothes, Nanfeng brought in a plate of breakfast, and the three hungry people sacrificed the Wudian Temple first.

Du He asked while drinking porridge: "Haiyu, why did you find it? Is there anything urgent?"

Takahashi Hashi put down the soup bag in his hand, wiped his mouth delicately, then took out a small purse from the bag, put it on the table, and replied, "Ahejun, please see what this is first."

Du He didn't care, and thought it was a small gift from Takahashi Hashi. He held it in his hand and said casually: "I like everything that Hashi Hashi brings."

As a result, as soon as the purse was opened, Du He stopped the paper.

Slowly putting down the paper, Du He pondered for a moment, "Haiyu, is this what your father asked you to bring, or is it Fujiwara?"

The paper was facing upwards, and Nanfeng, who had just learned to recognize words, only saw the words "Rang" and "Wen". He didn't recognize the rest, and asked curiously: "Sister Takahashi, what is this?"

Takahashi Hashi lowered his eyes and whispered: "It's...the document for transferring the right to use magic techniques."
Chapter completed!