Chapter 739

In Jijia's house, Jiru sits on the main seat, jibrown and jichieftain sit on both sides of the main hall, while Ji Linglong, as the third generation of Jijia, sits with jibrown and other people because of her identity as the acting owner. She lowers her head and reaches out to touch the lovely snow beside her.

"It's almost time. I'm afraid that wench will come back in a few days." Jiru slowly raised his head and looked at the entrance of the hall.

Season Brown shudders like a cold cicada, dare not say half a sentence more, dare to accompany smiling face to nod.

Ji chieftain's face is gloomy. Since the last time, Ji Ru wiped his position as the acting head in public, Ji chieftain's mood has fallen to the bottom of the valley. Even though the whole family dare not slighted him, but His way to Jijia's peak was cut off by Shengsheng.

After Ji Ru returned home, he took over the power of Ji's family again and eliminated the unhealthy atmosphere of Ji's family. During this period, Ji Qingshang even dared not enter the gate of Ji's family at will, but returned the peace of Ji's family.

"Exquisite, windy and smoky room, do you want someone to clean it up?" Jiru turns to look at jilinglong.

Ji Linglong stood up and said, "I've already let people clean up a few days ago. Please rest assured."

Ji Ru nodded contentedly, and raised his eyes. "This time, the wind and smoke made great contributions in the rotten bone plain, and was ordered to return to the imperial capital. You should be honest with me. Don't give me any more trouble. Do you understand?"

When Ji Ru said this, he glanced sharply over Ji chieftain and Ji Brown Brothers.

Ji Brown shivered all over, nodded quickly.

"The child will obey the instruction."

Ji chieftain nodded in silence, with no other reaction.

Just

Ji chieftain was silent for a moment, then looked up at Ji Ru.

"Father, do you really want to protect the season? Your majesty, he... "

Ji Ru frowned and immediately raised his hand to interrupt Ji chieftain's unfinished words.

"I said that monsoon smoke is the glory of Jijia. I don't want to say that for the second time. :

Ji chieftain's fist was clenched secretly, and he could only bite his teeth and swallow the unfinished words into his stomach.

in a moment, the next generation of the family of the season came to simultaneous interpreting, saying that the nine Miss came back.

Jiru was immediately invited in.

A few months later, when the monsoon smoke left, she was still a half old green and astringent child, but after returning, she had already had the posture of a girl. She came at will, walked into the hall, and directly saluted to Jiru.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Ji Ru smiled with satisfaction and nodded his head slightly: "you have worked hard all the way. You have made great contributions in the bone rotting plain this time, and my Ji family has also added a lot of credit."

"Grandpa's flattering." Monsoon smoke looked at Jiru's familiar face, which was always subconsciously overlapped with the ancestor in memory.

"Tired all the way?" Jiru is also a Taoist.

Monsoon smoke shook her head. She was just practicing on the carriage all the way. She was too excited to feel a little tired.

"If you are not tired, go to see your master first. He is not very well these days. As a student, you should show a little concern." Jiru helps the Xudao.

Monsoon smoke slightly a Leng, always feel that Jiru this words some suddenly, but the face did not show a little abnormal, just along the should.

"Then I'll go to see Shifu and his old man. I'll go and say hello to Grandpa later."

Jiru waved and said, "go."

Monsoon smoke left the hall with doubts in mind. Ling He, who was following monsoon smoke, also noticed the abnormality. He whispered in monsoon smoke's ear, "what's the meaning of jijiazhu? How can I ask you to find Ye yuan as soon as I come back? "