Lao Qian was so angry that her granddaughter was so angry that at that moment, she almost wanted to strangle this evil obstacle to death.
What kind of sin did he commit in his previous life to have such a sinful granddaughter?
Lao Qian took a deep breath, and the veins on his forehead jumped. Just as he was about to speak, his husband kicked him, so he endured it.
The second child, Jiang Yuanzhong, had a wonderful expression. He picked the meat from his bowl into his son's bowl and gritted his teeth and said: "It's delicious, brat. I've been thinking about eating it all day. You're such a big boy, you'll eat it to death." I am!"
These words hurt Jiang Liangcai's heart. After all, Jiang Liangcai didn't even have a son, and he didn't even have a chance to be eaten to death.
"Thank you, dad. Thank you, dad." The boy was so happy that it didn't matter whose meat it was, as long as he could eat it.
Seeing this, Nanzhi was very happy and said to his father: "Dad, you should eat quickly too."
Jiang Liangcai:......
My heart is so fucking complicated and a little warm. After all, my daughter is protecting me. It’s because of my daughter’s mouth that I’m afraid she’ll offend everyone today.
Jiang Liangcai didn't know that there was a kind of damage, called area group damage, called AOE.
Jiang Liangcai still wanted to struggle a little and give the meat to his nephew. Jiang Baiming said coldly: "Okay, let me give you a piece of meat. If there is anything to give, whoever gets the meat in the bowl will belong to him in the future. Don't do it." Those who give way, those who want to come and go, those who beg for food?”
Everyone spoke, and everyone responded. Jiang Baiming looked at Nanzhi again, but quickly moved his eyes away, as if looking at him one more time made his eyes hurt.
"Boss, this daughter wants to be taught. Just like this, marrying someone else's family is also enmity." Jiang Baiming said.
If this kid continues like this, he will become a naughty girl!
Jiang Liangcai could only nod, "Dad, I understand."
His mind was in a mess. Looking at the unconscious child, he fell into an unprecedented confusion for a while, and he was like a person falling into the water, struggling hard.
From beginning to end, Mrs. Wu did not speak, but she frequently looked at her little daughter.
After eating, Mrs. Wu took the initiative to clear away the dishes. Everyone else gathered around Jiang Le'an, watching Jiang Le'an flip through the books to find ways to prepare the medicinal ingredients, and everyone discussed it together.
Lively and joyful.
After Mrs. Wu sorted out the things in the kitchen, she came to the main room and saw her husband Jiang Liangcai sitting in a relatively far place. The light could no longer shine on him. He seemed to be hidden in the darkness. No one saw him and no one cared about him. .
He craned his neck and tried to look at the table.
It must be that you can't see anything, why are you still looking so hard when you can't see it?
Wu smiled inwardly, not sure whether she was laughing at her husband or herself.
Mrs. Wu has long been used to it. She is an outsider. Even if she marries into the Jiang family, she is still an outsider. Moreover, Mrs. Wu, who has no son, keeps herself away from the Jiang family.
She never thought that she could get any benefits from the Jiang family, and with only two daughters, she couldn't get any benefits.
She walked over, sat next to her husband, pulled on his clothes and said, "Sit down and take a rest."
Nanzhi and her sister stayed in the room, and Daya earnestly advised Nanzhi not to run around, as he would get lost easily, and he would drown if he fell into the water, and his parents would be worried.
Nanzhi said obediently: "Sister, I won't run around anymore, I really won't run around anymore."
Nanzhi took out a slightly flattened mulberry with overflowing juice from his pocket, "Yeah, it's broken, sister, mulberries are very sweet."
"Sister, let's raise silkworms. Silkworms eat mulberry leaves and can spin silk. The silk threads can be made into clothes."
Nanzhi touched the rough clothes on his body. They were rough to the touch, let alone the skin on his body.
"But, but, I don't have time..." Da Ya subconsciously refused, "We need a lot of time and don't have time to take care of her."
Da Ya is already ten years old. Although she is only one year older than Jiang Le'an, she does more things in a day than her little aunt.
If we continue to raise silkworms, I'm afraid there will be no time to take care of them, and there will be no silkworm seedlings. Da Ya has never had a copper plate on her body.
"Hey..." Nanzhi held her face with her hands, also looking sad. She didn't have enough to eat or wear, and her life was very sad.
"Sister, I want my father and mother to eat delicious meat and wear comfortable clothes."
As soon as Jiang Liangcai and Wu walked to the door, they heard the childish words inside, which were full of sweetness and innocence, but also pure expectation and beauty.
Good food, comfortable clothes?
This is what everyone wants to achieve and the life they want to live. The problem is, they cannot achieve it!
It is very, very difficult for farmers to support a scholar who is already digging in the soil and supporting a scholar.
The anger in Jiang Liangcai's heart and his anger towards the child turned into deep helplessness.
He walked into the cramped room. In order to save lamp oil, it was dark and nothing could be seen. He said, "Da Ya, light the lamp."
Daya immediately lit the lamp, and the flames jumped, making the person's shadow very long and huge, reflected on the wall.
"Erya, come here, mother, let's talk to you." Mrs. Wu could no longer ignore her daughter as before. Her daughter always jumped out of everything because of her neglect and lack of teaching.
"Mom," Nanzhi shouted, "I want to raise silkworms, feed them mulberry leaves, and make clothes for my mother."
Wu:……
All her words were stuck in her throat. When she opened her mouth, nothing came out. She had nothing to say.
It seems that she is not a competent mother. She only wants to be the mother of her son, not the mother of her daughter.
But why doesn't he have a son?
The son was like a sharp and poisonous hook, deeply pierced into Wu's heart. He grew up with the hook and could not be pulled out or removed.
It hurts when touched.
"Don't talk back to your mother in the future. Even if you know it in your heart or you don't know it in your heart, you can't talk back to your elders, understand?" Mrs. Wu calmed down and said to her daughter.
Nanzhi looked puzzled and asked: "But if I don't say it, how will others know what I think."
Children's thinking is so simple. Wu sighed: "But even if you say it, no one will listen to you or care about what you say, so it is useless."
Whether your words are useful depends on whether you are useful and capable. She has no capability. She is not as lucky as her sister-in-law, and she has not been able to give birth to a son. She is a woman without capability.
Nanzhi tilted his head, "Oh, I won't say it anymore. That's why Nai Nai and I want to eat, so Nai Nai is so angry."
Wu: "...right."
Jiang Liangcai on the side listened and felt extremely irritated. In fact, everyone understood that even children, if there are no toys in their hands, other children will not play with you if it is boring.
"Go to sleep, it's getting late." Jiang Liangcai said as if to escape.
