Chapter 40 The Amorous Parrot

This day to day life brought Li Zhenbao to the brink of collapse, and she really wanted to die. But thinking of the words of Master Yu and Master Yu, thinking of the good life that was about to come out, she insisted on enduring it again.

Li Kai came over to see Li Zhenbao, comforted a few words, then hurried out of the house.

Looking at her brother who disappeared behind the door, tears overflowed from Li Zhenbao’s eyes. This life is much stronger than the last life, more relatives, more people who care about her, more money, and a father who is a king, a grandmother who is the empress dowager, and an uncle who is the emperor …… But there was a king bomb in the last life, which was beauty.

If you insisted on finishing art school in your previous life, accepting your dad’s good intentions, and not dropping out of school to do that career in order to piss off your dad, wouldn’t you have been able to wind up as a star, and live out your life in that life?

No, the old half-immortal had calculated that she would get better and better here, and she would definitely die in that life. She herself does not toss herself to death, but also encounter love killings, robberies and what not ……

Jiang Yixi woke up hungry just after dawn. She first got up and took out two snacks from the food box and ate them before being served by Shui Xiang and Shui Qing to dress and freshen up.

When breakfast was set on the table, she ate two poached eggs, two pieces of rose crystal cake, two buns, a small dish of peanut rice, and a bowl of milk. She touched her full stomach, unusually satisfied.

Sister Wu and a few maids watched with jaws agape. The girl didn’t like eating peanut rice, but today she actually ate up a plate.

Jiang Yishi laughed, ”Grandma go buy two fish back today, bigger and fatter, I want to eat steamed fish. Oh, buy more meat and liver back to brine, and then brine more eggs, I want to invite the old Duke and Brother Meng to have a morning meal ……”

A child’s voice suddenly appeared in Jiang Yishi’s head, “I want to eat squirrel fish.”

That voice startled Jiang Yishi.

Jiang Yishi shook her head, there was no sound, it was an illusion.

Still, she asked, “Has Sister ever made squirrel fish?”

Sister Wu shook her head, “I’ve never made this kind of fish. Squirrel doesn’t have much meat, and I’ve heard that the fishy flavor is especially heavy, so no one likes to eat it. Burned together with the fish, the fish is all for naught.”

Jiang Yishi realized, “I’ll just ask, if it doesn’t taste good, I won’t make it.”

She took the flower sprinkles and started watering the flowers, and Shui Ling fertilized a few pots that needed fertilizer.

Under the tutelage of Meng Hubby and Wang Daniang, not only had Jiang Yishi gotten good at tending to the flowers and plants, the few underlings had also learned a lot.

At the end of the hour, Meng Xuemo entered the Hanging Flower Gate with Meng Qingshan’s support, followed by Meng Lianshan carrying a large birdcage with a beautiful bird in it.

Meng Ruimo had a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. Now, his smile is getting bigger and bigger, and he seems to be getting sunnier.

The word “sunshine” to describe a man comes from Li Zhenbao’s mouth. It means positive, optimistic, lively and energetic.

Although Meng Zhimo is still far from cheerful, not to mention lively, Jiang Yishi is willing to describe him this way in her heart. Perhaps this was her expectation of Meng Zhimo.

Jiang Yishi greeted him and smiled as she bent her knees, “Big Brother Meng.”

Meng Zhimo smiled, “Miss Jiang.” He pointed to the back, “This is the parrot that Uncle Zheng gave to my grandfather. My grandfather lost a bet with me, so this parrot belongs to me, and I’m giving it to Miss Jiang to relieve her boredom.”

The parrot was very pretty, with green feathers mixed with a bit of red, a handful of yellow hairs on top of its head, and was staring at Jiang Yishi with small soybean eyes.

Meng Zhimo came to Huzhuang almost every time to send some gifts, either prey, food, or flowers and birds, and today he sent the bird again.

“It’s so pretty.” Jiang Yishi liked it very much and was a bit embarrassed, “People sent it to Master Husband, how can I be so mean to take away his love.”

Meng Zhimo laughed, “My grandfather has many birds, he doesn’t care about this one. It’s called Jojo, and it’s very good at talking.”

Meng Lianshan presented the bird cage. Secretly, he said, “Old Master has many birds, but he treasures this one the most. Because Master Shizi wanted to give it to Miss Jiang, Old Master was so angry that he slapped Master Shizi several times.

The old master was not angry at Master Shizi for giving something to Miss Jiang, but he was angry at Master Shizi for deliberately setting up his old man in order to give something to the girl. The old master’s flowers and birds had already been moved here a small half by Master Shizi under various excuses and ways.

Jiang Yishi took the bird cage, and Jojo fluttered straight in the cage, calling out at Jiang Yishi, “There’s a Yiren, on the side of the water.”

Jiang Yishi giggled out, “Ya, it can really talk, and say it so clearly.”

Meng Zhimo’s face turned even redder, and he busily explained, “I didn’t teach this, it should have been taught by its original owner, Uncle Zheng.” Frowning again, he said, “Call Miss Jiang.”

Jojo jumped to her feet and called, “Miss Jiang, flower, flower ……”

Jiang Yishi laughed again, the crisp laughter made Meng Zhimo’s heart bright as the sunrise above his head, and the laughter in his eyes bloomed for a few points.

Meng Zhimo explained again, “I only taught it to say ‘Miss Jiang’. Oh, to give it to Miss Jiang, of course it has to learn to greet its owner. The ‘flower’ words were all taught to it by Uncle Zheng.”

Meng Lianshan also laughed, “I heard from the person General Zheng sent to deliver the bird that Jojo loves the little lady the most, he’s happy when he sees that she’s pretty, he talks a lot, and he likes to recite love poems.”

Speaking of “love poems” he was still embarrassed, with a red black face he heatedly laughed a few times.

Shui Ling and a few other girls curiously gathered around.

Jiang Yishi handed the birdcage to Shui Ling and went into the west wing with Meng Jimo, then asked Wu You Gui to go to Meng’s house to invite the old Duke to have lunch.

Jiang Yishi gave Meng Zhimo a massage and applied needles, while the laughter of the maids teasing Jojo came from outside.

Jojo is a person who comes to be crazy, saying things that would be said, “Flower, flower, Miss Jiang …… has an Izzy, on the water side …… smiling wryly, beautiful eyes look forward to… …There is a beautiful person in the north, beautiful person, flower, flower, river girl ……”

The maids in the courtyard were happy.

Sister Wu ran into the hanging flower door exasperated, “Just know how to play, quickly go into the kitchen to work.”

A few maids stuck out their tongues, except for Shui Xiang who stood under the porch to listen to her master’s orders, Shui Ling and Shui Qing all ran to the kitchen.

Jojo still had a “bright lotus flower”, her mouth was not idle.

Jiang Yishi in the west wing was amused several times.

She secretly said, that General Zheng must be a womanizer. But her mouth said, “That General Zheng should be a …… sentimental person.”

Meng Zhimo hesitated for a moment and laughed, “Amorous …… Uncle Zheng is really not like a amorous person, more precisely to say that people are more dignified and serious, his soldiers and juniors are very afraid of him.”

Jiang Yishi was incredulous, “Such a person yet he raised an amorous parrot.”

Meng Zhimo laughed out loud, “Perhaps the parrot was too noisy, so he gave it to my grandfather.”

Meng Zhimo rarely laughed out loud.

This bright laughter infected Jiang Yishi, and she laughed, “It ended up being cheap for me. I really like Jojo, it’s smart and pretty, I don’t mind it being noisy. Is that General Zheng’s name Zheng Ji? I heard Grandfather Meng say that the triangular flower was given to him by Zheng Ji.”