Chapter 017 Jiang Han goes to battle, Jiang family is embarrassed
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A snot, a tear.
Even an inattentive person like Jiang Han frowned when she saw it.
Too disgusting!
“What else?” She sternly asked.
“We shouldn’t let Jiang Chenxing help us with our homework…”
“Do you dare to do it in the future?!”
“Don’t dare, don’t dare…”
The same conversation happened in two other battlefields, Ge Meng: “……call me auntie! I will count to three, three…”
“Auntie!”
“Do you know the consequences of messing with this auntie’s boss’s boss’s little brother?”
Who?
The boy was dazed, and his face was stunned.
Ge Meng coughed lightly and pouted in Jiang Chenxing’s direction: “Understand?”
“Understand, I understand!” He nodded and bowed.
On that side, Liu Sisi wasn’t so rude, she just held the person’s ears… that’s all.
“Ouch! It’s painful…” It was like killing a pig.
“Then why don’t you cry? It’s so annoying.” The same tone, with a smile on her face.
“Waaa—I cried, I really cried. If you don’t believe me, there are still tears.”
Liu Sisi curled her lips and let him go after he cried for a while.
“Why aren’t you scramming–”
Fat Dun grabbed his schoolbag and was about to escape when suddenly–
“Wait!” Jiang Han raised her voice.
Ge Meng: “?”
Liu Sisi: “?”
Three little brats: “?”
“Take out the homework.” Jiang Han smiled gloomily, and a coolness spread.
Five minutes later.
Fatty squatted pitifully in the corner, flipping through problems with his left hand and writing with his right hand, while crying.
The other two were clinging to the wall and writing hard.
Jiang Han was pacing, the overseer not far away, then as if they were holding a small leather whip: “Hurry up and write! You can’t go home if you can’t finish it!”
At this moment, she finally understood Jiang Fuyue’s happiness.
This is too refreshing!
Half an hour later, Jiang Han held the workbook, and her index finger poked the paper: “…Such a simple multiplication and division application problem, yet you got it wrong?! You have such a long head to just hold sh*t?”
“And you, ten fill-in-the-blank questions, but you got none right? Are you a pig?”
Jiang Fuyue, who had already checked the wounds for younger Little Brother Jiang: “…”
After the three brats ran away, Jiang Han instantly put away the fierce face, and smiled flatteringly to Jiang Fuyue.
“Hey…Sister Yue, did I perform well?”
“Not bad.”
“That’s right! Don’t worry, my feet has a good measure of things. I will kick where there is a lot of flesh, and I won’t hurt muscles or bones, at most they would have a bruise for two days. Those little devils won’t dare to tell their parents.”
Ge Meng and Liu Sisi also followed closely, watching Jiang Fuyue’s reaction anxiously.
They should probably be able to… not do their homework today, right?
Jiang Chenxing’s curious eyes fell on the three sisters, moving back and forth between them and Jiang Fuyue, full of exploration.
In the end, after his sister said “yes”, the other three went crazy with joy.
Younger Little Brother Jiang: “?”
…
On the way home.
“Sister…” Jiang Chenxing tugged at her sleeve.
Jiang Fuyue lowered her head: “Huh?”
“You were amazing just now!” The boy’s eyes flashed with excitement.
“Why do you say that? It wasn’t me who helped you, but the other three.”
“But they all listen to you! Besides, I don’t know them, so there is no reason for them to help me unless you asked them to come.”
Jiang Fuyue nodded: “The logic is clear, not too stupid.”
Little Brother Jiang lowered his eyes shyly.
“You didn’t cry today,” she said.
“En! I didn’t cry!” The little boy raised his head proudly.
Jiang Fuyue touched his forehead: “Barely like a man.”
“How can I get rid of barely?”
“Grow up a little bit first…”
The old market street was shabby and mottled. The shadow of the sister and brother was stretched very long.
…
Next Saturday, there was no class.
Jiang Fuyue finally had a deep sleep after being reborn.
It was nine o’clock when she woke up, and the sun was shining outside the window.
Little Brother Jiang was doing his homework, and when he saw her getting up, he hurried to the kitchen to make porridge.
After Jiang Fuyue finished washing up, she sat down. There was a bowl of sweet potato porridge in front of her, an egg and a meat bun on the plate.
She only drank the porridge and pushed the eggs and steamed buns to Jiang Chenxing.
Perhaps she knew that the conditions at home were not good, so he restrained himself for every meal and never had enough food.
After waking up in the middle of the night several times, Jiang Fuyue heard the sound of his stomach gurgling.
“I’m not hungry…” Little Brother Jiang pushed back.
Jiang Fuyue glanced coldly.
He pursed his lips.
“You can eat as much as you want, I’m not that great. It’s not that I wronged myself to satisfy you, but I really can’t eat it.”
In this world, no one can make her wrong.
Not before, not now, and never in the future.
If a person doesn’t even love herself, then how can she get love, and what qualifications does she have to love others?
For lunch, Little Brother Jiang was in charge. Don’t look at his small stature, he was neat and smooth when he picked up the wok, and soon the meat, vegetable and soup was served on the table.
First, he saved a portion for Jiang Da and Han Yunru, and then the sister and brother ate.
Jiang Fuyue looked at the plate of fried shredded pork with green peppers taking up most of the space in front of her eyes, and out of the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of Little Brother Jiang who didn’t eat much food, he just stuffed his mouth with white rice.
Looking around, the walls were mottled and old.
The key was that the house is rented.
This family is really…
Poor.
She had to find a way to get some money, otherwise, under these conditions, they can’t even eat a decent plate of meat, let alone allow Little Brother Jiang grow up.
“Sister, I’m going to deliver food to my parents.”
“Let’s go together.”
Little Brother Jiang said, “Ah”, surprised.
Jiang Fuyue knew that the original owner’s parents had set up a stall near the school and she was afraid of running into her classmates, so she never went there, let alone delivered meals.
Standing at the entrance, she had already changed her shoes: “Is there a problem?”
Little Brother Jiang shook his head like a cassette tape: “No, no…”
The stall was not far away, just at the back of No. 1 High School, a fifteen-minute walk.
It was not busy at the moment. Han Yunru stayed in front of the stall, lowered her head and wiped the stainless steel plate with a towel, and then she changed to another towel to wipe the pancake machine. No traces were missed, and the bottles and jars on the booth were also neatly arranged.
Above the aluminum car, a banner with yellow characters on a red background was used as a signboard, with the characters “Jiangji Pancakes Authentic and Delicious” written on it.
“Mom—” Han Yunru raised her head abruptly when she heard the voice, and a smile spread across her lips. Suddenly, her eyes stagnated, and she was a little more stunned.
The girl next to her son was…
“Husband! Husband! Don’t do your things, Yueyue is here!”
Jiang Da was originally squatting on the ground to wash things; hearing the words, he stood up abruptly: “Yueyue?” He also looked surprised.
“Yeah, look…”
Jiang Da and Han Yunru didn’t react until Jiang Fuyue walked up to the two of them and called her parents.
“Why is Yueyue here? Is it hot?” Han Yunru took the lunch box and handed it to Jiang Da, and then brought a tissue to her daughter.
Jiang Fuyue had heard this voice more than once before going to bed.
Especially the sound of “Yueyue” coming out of the woman’s mouth softly and precisely, like cotton balls wrapped with velvet, soft and sticky.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes and saw a fair-skinned woman with a quiet smile and a gentle expression. The mother and daughter had the same eyebrows.
The four eyes faced each other, shining brightly.
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