[Seventies + Military Marriage + Replacement of Life's Destiny + Treasure Appraisal + Military Region Farm]
Jiang Wanwan's life was miserable.
On the wedding night, she kicked h...
Chapter 252: Passing by Yang Wu and Si Lu
The nights in autumn are cool, especially tonight.
On the dining table was a copper pot that had been mailed from Beijing. In the middle of the golden copper pot was a charcoal fire. The charcoal was burning with crackling sounds, and from time to time, ash foam would float into the air along the copper stove spout.
Shabu-shabu meat in a copper pot is the authentic Beijing way of eating, and what you enjoy most is the tenderness of the meat.
The Inner Mongolian meat is excellent, the beef is slightly yellow, very meaty and not fishy.
Cheng Shiguan picked up a meat roll from the plate with chopsticks and put it into the pot. The beef roll was instantly submerged in the boiling water. In a few seconds, the lean meat was burned from bright red to light brown, and the fat meat turned from milky white with a hint of yellow to translucent. The aroma of beef and the aroma stimulated by the boiling water of green onions, ginger, mushrooms, etc. mixed together, whetting one's appetite, as if someone was rubbing the stomach.
For Song Xiangwu's birthday, she secretly changed into a black cheongsam with red peony patterns. The clothes were secretly custom-made for her by Jiang Beiwang a long time ago. She didn't dare to wear it outside and only wore it occasionally at home.
There is no need to talk about the craftsmanship of Master Rui Fuxiang. He tightens and loosens the waist and hips where necessary, and the lines are drawn as if they were formed by a fine brush painting.
Song Xiangwu saw Cheng Sile constantly stealing glances at Jiang Jun, but Jiang Jun ignored her and was very cold.
She specially picked up a piece of beef for Jiang Juan and put it in his bowl: "The copper pot and the shabu-shabu dried meat seasoning package were brought back from Beijing by Sile, just to give you a surprise."
"It's still what I ate before I was sent down to the countryside. Do you miss it?"
Song Xiangwu added, "You haven't had any good food at your sister's place, have you? Your sister is a person who only has eyes for the Shen family. You've been exposed to the wind and sun with her at Goose Factory, and you've lost weight. She didn't even bother to bring a copper pot from Beijing back for you to eat hot pot."
Silly boy, as silly as his father.
Jiang Juan had been back for a while and was no longer the young man he used to be. When he heard this, his first reaction was not impotent anger. He said calmly, "Because my sister knows that I want to vomit when I see a copper pot."
Jiang Jun's words made Cheng Shiguan and Cheng Sile look much uglier.
Jiang Lian tried to keep smiling, gritting her teeth and reminding him: "It's mom's birthday, don't say anything nonsense and don't make things worse."
"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? I think you are a wild boar that can't eat fine bran."
Jiang Jun knew that Jiang Lian bullied his sister. He was not a fool and could see that his sister was hiding a lot of things from him.
He didn't know what happened, but he knew that anyone who bullied his sister deserved to die.
He deserves death!
Jiang Jun still had a cold face: "My father is the heir of the Jiang family. He has countless friends, is knowledgeable, and has collected treasures. What about your father? He is a drunkard and a fat man. My sister and I have never had to worry about food and drink since we were young. I remember when I was young, your family couldn't even afford the cheapest charcoal."
"In the middle of winter, you even came to my house to curry favor with my sister, saying that your favorite thing to do is to pour water for my sister to wash her feet. My sister didn't let you do it, and you got angry."
"Stay in my sister's room and get the charcoal fire, my sister's clothes and shoes, and my sister's snacks."
"If I am a wild boar, what are you?"
"The bald-haired water rat in the sewer?"
"Or... a cockroach with a belly full of egg sheaths?"
Jiang Jun spoke with a Beijing accent. The young man had a cold face, and took on some of Shen Xingjiang's aura. He sat there with his back straight, like a bamboo shoot breaking out of the ground, growing at an astonishing rate.
"Heh..." When Cheng Shiguan heard what happened between Jiang Lian and Jiang Wanwan in their childhood, he suddenly thought of Jiang Wanwan wearing a flowery jacket with a furry collar as a child, chasing him for candied haws. He couldn't help but laughed a little.
Thinking that things were different now and that Jiang Lian was pregnant with his child, he endured it.
Cheng Sile didn't have a good impression of Jiang Lian. In her eyes, Jiang Lian was just a powerful peacock. The pheasant stole the peacock's clothes and stuck the feathers from the peacock's tail on its butt. She acted pretentiously all day long, which was disgusting.
If she wasn't of some use, she would have stopped flattering Jiang Lian long ago.
Jiang Jun is so handsome, he pulled out all the hair on Jiang Lian’s tail!
Hahahaha, so fun!
Cheng Sile was almost suffocating when he came here, but he was so happy to see this kind of drama.
Ever since Jiang Lian exchanged her fate with Jiang Wanwan, she felt that she was different from before.
I have long since burned and buried all the things I did to curry favor with Jiang Wanwan when I was a child.
That was the greatest humiliation in her life!
It healed but left a scar deeper and uglier than the one on her face.
The most taboo thing is undoubtedly the reverse scale.
Jiang Jun picked up the scale, pulled it out, and spat on it.
She held her stomach with her hand and supported the table with her other hand. Her stomach cramped slightly due to anger. She gasped with difficulty: "Jiang! Jun!"
"I am also your sister. When I was young, I was ignorant and was bullied by Jiang Wanwan. I have suffered a lot. Why do you still want to bring up our affairs to humiliate me?"
This brother and sister deserve to die equally!
Jiang Juan sneered: "I didn't force you to please my sister in exchange for food, and I didn't ask you to be greedy and flattering. You insulted yourself, how can you say that I insulted you."
Song Xiangwu was not on good terms with her two children. Before Jiang Nancheng came back, she could only curry favor with Jiang Lian. Naturally, she had to scold Jiang Jun at this time.
"How can you talk to your sister like that? Are you crazy?"
Jiang Juan's sneer turned into a self-deprecating smile: "I finally... know why my sister hates you and wants to avoid you."
"So many times, it was clearly Jiang Lian who was causing the trouble, but in your mouth it became our fault."
Jiang Juan didn't want to cry, but her eyes were still wet: "Outsiders insulting and scolding me are like mosquito bites. My biological mother watched outsiders bully us and spread rumors and abused us. My sister and I are really crazy."
"I'm mad at you!"
Song Xiangwu: "Jiang Jun, how can you say that? I have my own difficulties. You will understand when you reach my age."
He suddenly stood up, and the chair made a sharp sound on the concrete floor. He pointed at Song Xiangwu, his fingers trembling: "If someone was sent down, his mother would sew clothes for him even if he was thirty years old."
"And you don't care about us. I was carrying a yellow canvas travel bag, and the money and dry food in the bag were packed by Grandpa Jiu for me. You know, when the train whistle sounded, I missed my mother so much, and my heart was broken!"
Jiang Jun started to yell as he spoke: "The train passed Yangwu and Silu. The first thing I heard when I got off the train was to stop dreaming and be prepared to endure hardships."
"Haha...hahahaha...I suffered so much. I slept in a cowshed and ate slop. At night, someone put a sack on my head and beat me on the road. They even peed on me."
"My dear mother, where were you then?"
"You are having a great time on Jiang Nancheng's bed!"
"I'm a man and have suffered so much. Jiang Wanwan is a woman. The world is cruel, especially to women. I knew my sister would suffer, but I didn't expect that the one who made her suffer the most was you, Song Xiangwu."
Jiang Jun's hand slowly moved to Jiang Lian's face: "And you, Jiang Lian."