(Modern Romance, Period setting, Space, Pampered by everyone, Slice of life)
A little female lead with a changeable personality.
Jiang Anxia, because she kept dreaming for several days ...
It's as if they're saying that if Jiang's father raises his voice and wakes Jiang Anxia up, then he's in trouble.
Father Jiang nodded, looking aggrieved.
Why only talk about him? Why not mention the others?
After glancing at Jiang's father, Jiang's mother walked towards Jiang Anxia's room.
Father Jiang lowered his head in grievance; he felt wronged, but he didn't say anything.
He didn't dare to say anything, fearing that his mother wouldn't let him go to bed that night, and that would be far more embarrassing than it was now.
Everyone else watched the way Jiang's father and mother interacted, wanting to laugh but not daring to.
It's been so long, they already know what kind of person Jiang's father is.
At home, everything revolves around Jiang's mother; outside, he's the strict captain, showing no signs of being at home.
Soon, Jiang's mother took the blanket and went back into the main room, carefully draping it over Jiang Anxia's body.
Seeing that it was almost time, Jiang's mother called Zhou Laidi to cook together.
The sounds in the main room were kept low, as if they were afraid of waking Jiang Anxia.
Half an hour later, Jiang Anxia opened her eyes groggily.
In just a short while, she actually fell asleep. Amazing!
"She's awake." Jiang Nanqiu looked down and reached out to touch Jiang Anxia's hand. Feeling relieved when she touched his warm hand, Jiang Nanqiu was reassured.
It seems he didn't wake up from the cold.
"Mmm." Jiang Anxia's voice was soft and sweet, with the sound of a baby just waking up.
"Take a break, lunch will be ready soon," Jiang Nanqiu said gently.
"Okay." Jiang Anxia, who had just woken up, was still dazed. She responded to whatever Jiang Nanqiu said without caring about what he was saying.
Clearly, Jiang Nanqiu noticed this and smiled slightly, drawing Jiang Anxia's attention.
Oh! This man is her brother. How could someone so handsome be her brother? What did she do to have such a wonderful brother?
Jiang Anxia became lost in her own thoughts.
Jiang Nanqiu watched helplessly as Jiang Anxia's thoughts drifted away, her eyes becoming vacant, as if she were lost in thought.
A soft chuckle—it was this chuckle that pulled Jiang Anxia back to reality.
Her face flushed red. How could she have thought of so much? It seems that having such a wild imagination isn't a good thing!
Jiang Anxia silently condemned herself in her heart.
......
In the afternoon, Jiang Anxia used the excuse of going to her room to read a book to go back to her novel.
The main problem is that with the snow falling, it's not easy to go out, so I can only stay at home.
Jiang Anxia held her phone in one hand and rested her chin on the other, watching with great interest.
Before we knew it, the sky gradually darkened, and the snow in the yard turned into a thick layer.
Jiang Anxia was also furious because of reading the novel.
(The following is a virtual representation.)
She felt that the female protagonist of this novel had warped values. Damn it, her parents and friends all died because of the male protagonist, but in the end she forgave him.
Do you have any masochistic tendencies?
Furthermore, it would be fine if the man had sound values, but damn it, the male protagonist is a lunatic with warped values who has done all sorts of illegal and disorderly things.
He has harmed hundreds, if not thousands, of people. Knowing all this, he still thinks the male protagonist is innocent.
I'm innocent, my foot!
Those who died were not innocent! Those whose families were torn apart were not innocent!
The ending was surprisingly that the two of them were watching TV in the living room, what a warm and tender scene!
Jiang Anxia felt sorry for those who died. They were the most innocent people, yet they lost their lives so early because of the male lead.
The male and female leads are perfect, but should everyone else have the same ending?
They also want to live a good life; they also want to stay at home with their parents, wives, and children.
Jiang Anxia sighed deeply, long-pressed the novel she had just been reading, and chose to delete it. This kind of novel shouldn't be in her library.
I downloaded it initially because of the cover and title, but now it seems like those might all be scams.
I'm so annoyed! She downloaded so many novels like that back then, she downloaded every single one that was finished. It's so frustrating!
Jiang Anxia looked up and saw that it was already pitch black, but the rest of the Jiang family home was brightly lit.
Sure enough, winter nights come early and get dark quickly.
It was pitch black; you couldn't see anything, not even a single star in the sky.
It was dark and gloomy, as if something was about to burst forth, which made Jiang Anxia feel very uncomfortable.
She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying to ease her discomfort.
After a while, Jiang Anxia was able to vent her discomfort.
Rubbing her aching lower back, Jiang Anxia gradually stood up.
Sitting for an entire afternoon is really tough on my back; it's sore and aching, and it's even difficult to straighten up.
She's so young, and her back is already acting up. What will she do in the future?
Jiang Anxia silently mimicked the way those old women spoke, mainly because she had seen quite a lot of them in her previous life.
When a child is young and says that his back hurts, the old lady will say: "What kind of back does a little kid have?"
She was young then and believed it.
But when I grew up, I realized that no matter how old a child is, they all have a waist. That saying is just something old ladies use to fool children.
Think back to how naive I was as a child! I believed everything adults told me.
Things are different now; she's very smart.
Jiang Anxia shook her head, pulling her wandering thoughts back to reality.
Where did her thoughts wander off to? They've gone completely off the rails, it's just absurd.
She walked towards the kitchen without stopping.
In the kitchen, Jiang's mother and Zhou Laidi were cooking dinner under the lights.
They chose to cook early, but it got dark unusually early today.
It's earlier than in previous years, and I don't know why.
"Mom, sister-in-law, is there anything I can do for you?" Jiang Anxia looked around the kitchen but couldn't find a place for her.
"Go start the fire! Your sister-in-law and I will do other things." Jiang's mother looked up at Jiang Anxia, then lowered her head again to continue with what she was doing.
"Okay!" Jiang Anxia was very happy to have successfully gotten the work to do.
At least I don't have to sit there daydreaming anymore.
Moreover, it was warm and cozy to light a fire in front of the stove, which she enjoyed very much.
This job looks amazing!
Jiang Anxia happily tended the fire, watching the flames flicker and sway in the stove.
It all felt so unreal; for a moment, Jiang Anxia felt as if it were all a dream.
As soon as she wakes up, all of this will disappear, and she will still be alone.
It feels so unreal, like I'm in a daze.
The crackling sounds from the stove pulled Jiang Anxia back to reality.
She wasn't dreaming; everything she was experiencing now was real. What had just happened was just her imagination.
What's going on? It's true that people tend to overthink when they're bored; she's thought about it several times today.
So annoying!
What kind of nonsense is this?! Hit him on the head!
As the fire grew smaller, Jiang Anxia immediately added a handful of firewood to keep the fire burning as it was at the beginning.