Zhao An?
When Jiang Niannian saw him, his expression became even more confused.
She remembered her last life. At this time, Zhao An was not only a little arrogant and unreasonable, but also had the innocence of a child.
But now, although the child in front of him is only three or four years old, he has his hands behind his back, and his face has the look of an adult. There is nothing childish at all, and the depths of his eyes are full of anger.
This feeling gradually overlapped with the way Jiang Niannian saw him before he died.
Zhao An obviously saw her too and walked towards her.
Jiang Niannian's eyes flashed, looking forward to his next reaction.
He didn't take a few steps before he stopped. A child's face was full of hatred. He raised his head and pointed at her fiercely and said: "You bully my mother like this, sooner or later you will get retribution!"
retribution?
Jiang Niannian smiled.
The last thing she fears is retribution.
Especially the retribution of this child who had taken good care of him when he grew up.
She was still deeply impressed by the way she was killed by her stepson in her last life.
I felt both pain and hatred in my heart.
I also thought about revenge.
But when she looked at him when he was three or four years old, she was still rational after all, and knew that even if she remembered some things, they had never happened to her now.
Therefore, she would not take revenge on a three- or four-year-old child and demand his life or death.
She just wanted to completely cut off the relationship between mother and child and let him pursue what he really wanted.
But now, this person is obviously unwilling to let her go.
However, since he took the initiative to provoke her, the nature is different.
Jiang Niannian lowered her eyes, looked at him condescendingly, and said calmly: "I believe that as the tides turn, some people will always get their retribution."
"That is, if you want to say retribution is your mother's, your mother steals things, so you are not afraid of retribution?"
"That's right, little brat, do you know your mother is a thief?" Someone next to her said directly.
Jiang Niannian didn't look at him, but said to everyone: "Okay, this child should be that person's child. She has gone in. Leaving the child here is not an option, so why not send it over?"
Seeing that no one responded, he added: "You can't tell people by asking adults. It's better to ask this kid. He knows more."
The people around him moved, and someone said, "I'll carry him over right now."
"What are you doing? You are bullying minors, which is against the law!" Zhao An shouted in panic.
But as a child, he was no match for an adult. As soon as the man got his hands on him, he picked him up and walked towards the Public Security Bureau.
I saw the person flapping desperately under his armpits, cursing viciously: "Just wait, I won't let you go, you will definitely regret it!"
Jiang Niannian smiled softly and looked away.
On the other hand, He Zhaodi trembled and couldn't help but sigh to Jiang Niannian: "Niannian, don't you think this child is a bit strange and a bit creepy?"
As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and his whole body trembled, "I'm a bitch, I can't think about it, I can't sleep at night because of it."
Jiang Niannian lifted it up.
A three- or four-year-old child has an adult's soul living in his body. Isn't that just infiltrating people?
She had guessed it the first time she saw Zhao An.
Jiang Niannian can be reborn, but there are some strange things that he shouldn't think about.
But she was still a little surprised, surprised that this person was actually Zhao An.
However, it’s okay if it’s him.
He Zhaodi continued from the side: "Nian Nian, you said that this child will not bear grudges against us. Just like Hua Benli, just recharge your batteries, and then a gentleman will take revenge. It is not too late in ten years."
"A gentleman?" Jiang Niannian smiled sarcastically and said lightly: "A villain is more or less the same."
He Zhaodi nodded in agreement, then shook her head and said: "The villain is even more terrifying. The villain stabs you in the back."
This is true.
However, Jiang Niannian was not worried at all.
But looking at He Zhaodi's worried look, she still said: "It's just a three-year-old child, are you still afraid of him?"
He Zhaodi shook his head.
Jiang Niannian also mentioned this and led the person towards the department store.
As for Zhao An, she didn't care.
In her last life, she had long seen this child's character, talent, and ability, but in the end she was blinded by family affection.
Now it seems.
Not to mention the eighteen-year-old Zhao An, even if he lived ten more years, Jiang Niannian would not be afraid.
What's more, he is only three years old now.
...
Jiang Niannian and He Zhaodi went shopping in the department store. As they walked, they talked about their next plan for canned fruit.
This fruit is seasonal, so hurry up during these days. After this period, you will have to wait until next year.
Even in the coming year, the price of this fruit may not be so low, so this business is really an opportunity. If you miss it, it will be gone.
Seeing that business was good, Jiang Niannian wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to sell more, but it would definitely be too late just relying on the family's pot.
"It would be great if the canteen could be lent to us, so we don't have to be so slow." He Zhaodi couldn't help but sigh.
Jiang Niannian thought the same way, nodded and said, "I'm going to ask in the next two days to see if there is anyone who can use it, and I can pay some labor fees."
After the two discussed it, they headed towards their respective homes.
Before Jiang Niannian entered the courtyard, he saw Zhao Jun's figure, but at this time, he was not as energetic as before, and his expression looked tired and a little anxious.
"I heard that you quarreled with someone in the square today and you called the police?" Zhao Jun's eyebrows were full of disgust.
"You sent my mother to the police station first, and then sent others there. Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you?"
"I heard that you don't even spare other people's children. Why are you so cruel?" Zhao Jun breathed heavily.
She actually got her son in, too. It was her first child, and he couldn't even get it in time!
How dare she!
Jiang Niannian looked at the man in front of him with a slight smile.
"Oh, you got the news quickly. Those who didn't know, I thought it was someone from your family." She covered her mouth and smiled.
"Looking at the distressed look on your face, someone who didn't know better would have thought it was your son."
A trace of panic flashed across Zhao Jun's face.
"It's fine if you quarrel with others, but their children are only so old. Do you have to argue with them?"
"Then do you know that his mother stole my dowry and is a thief? Shouldn't the thief stay in jail?"
As for her son, who knows whether he is an accomplice to the crime or not. It would be better to send him to education as early as possible while he is still young.
If you're a child, you steal needles, and when you're older, you steal silver. "
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Jun clenched his fists and almost made a move.
Jiang Niannian glanced at him and said calmly: "Okay, the bracelet she stole is a set. If she doesn't return them all, she will go to jail."
