After saying this, Old Man Jiang looked at everyone and was satisfied when he saw that no one said anything.

Jiang Sanlang and Jiang Wei secretly pulled Jiang Huaixu aside and whispered, "Little sister, when that person is at our house, you just follow me. If she dares to hit you, I will... I will stand in front of you!"

"Right, right, right!" Jiang Sanlang echoed, "If there are three of us against one of her, we'll definitely beat her to a pulp!"

Jiang Huaixu turned his head to look at Mrs. Liu in the corner, and happened to meet Mrs. Liu's fearful gaze. She smiled maliciously and looked at Jiang Sanlang and Jiang Wei, "There's no need for Third Brother and Sister to take action. I can take on three of them alone."

"boast!"

Mrs. Liu was holding back a rage that she couldn't let out or swallow.

I thought that I would cause trouble for the Jiang family by gaining sympathy, but the Jiang family needed to eat and drink. Look, they were setting the table for breakfast.

That little mute is very powerful now, like a different person... Just thinking about it, Mrs. Liu trembled a little. She touched her legs that had just been tied and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Anyway, the old man is here, so she doesn't believe that the little bastard dares to do anything to her.

Thinking about what her son had said to her last night, Mrs. Liu suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Her son was also Old Man Jiang's son. Why was it that the eldest family had a good life while her son had no place to live?

Just as all kinds of indignation and jealousy were quietly rising in Mrs. Liu's heart, the Jiang family was already having breakfast.

Jiang Fu and Jiang Rong smelled the aroma of the food, their eyes glued to the dining table.

The younger Jiang Rong couldn't help crying, "Mom, I'm hungry..."

As she started crying, Jiang Fu couldn't help sobbing, and the happy atmosphere of the family was completely destroyed.

Zhao was frantically trying to coax her two daughters. She took out the coarse flour pancakes left over from last night and handed them to her two daughters, but they cried even louder.

They are not stupid. Don't they know which is better, a good fried flatbread or a dry and hard rough flatbread?

Old Lady Liu was so annoyed that she slapped her two granddaughters on the head with one hand. "Cry, cry, cry, all you do is cry all day long! You're all money-losing pieces. Do you think your lives are so precious? You're lucky to have something to eat. If you don't want to eat, don't eat. I'll starve you for a day. Do you still have the energy to cry?!"

She snatched the rough flour pancake from Zhao's hand and took a bite herself.

Jiang Fu and Jiang Rong were obviously used to being beaten. They just curled up in Zhao's arms and sobbed silently, not daring to make a sound.

Zhao was also a very soft-hearted person. She did not dare to confront her mother-in-law and just shed tears silently.

Qian Xiuzhu felt upset when she saw this family, but when she saw her father-in-law's equally gloomy face, she didn't feel upset anymore.

After breakfast, Jiang Huaixu found Jiang Erlang, closed the door and windows carefully, and took out the tent he had bought from the space.

"What is this?"

Jiang Huaixu was too impatient to explain and just asked, "Second brother, can you do needlework?"

"······Won't."

In his understanding, things like needlework and thread were related to women, and he had never heard of a man doing needlework.

Jiang Huaixu pointed to the tent on the ground and explained, "This tent is too conspicuous to outsiders, so I want to sew oilcloth on top."

Jiang Erlang had already squatted down to study the tent.

Jiang Huaixu bought a tent that could accommodate three people. She asked Jiang Erlang to help her, and soon the tent was set up in the house.

Then he took out the oilcloth and needle and thread that he had just taken out from Qian Xiuzhu's room from the space, clapped his hands and looked at Jiang Erlang.

Even though he had seen it several times, Jiang Erlang was still amazed at Jiang Huaixu's ability to create things out of thin air.

I was amazed in my heart, but I found that Jiang Huaixu had stopped talking.

He turned his head and met a pair of bright eyes with a hint of hope.

"... Let me try?" Jiang Erlang said this for some unknown reason.

Jiang Huaixu praised him without hesitation: "Second brother, you are both civil and martial, and you are good at both housework and cooking. You are thoughtful and handsome. Your future second sister-in-law will definitely like you very much..."

Jiang Erlang's face turned red to his ears because of the praise. He lowered his head, said "you are so funny", and then clumsily picked up the needle and thread to sew.

Compared to Jiang Erlang, Jiang Huaixu relied on the original owner's memory and had some basic skills in needlework, so after cutting the oilcloth, she also began to sew clumsily.

During this period, her fingers were pricked by needles several times. Seeing that Jiang Erlang was also being pricked from time to time, she felt mentally balanced.

With the joint efforts of the two, it took an hour and a half to build the three tents.

Jiang Huaixu did not put them into the space, but only asked Jiang Erlang to keep them temporarily and take them out when the time was right.

Jiang Erlang asked the question in his heart, "Will there ever be a day when we can use a tent?"

"It's better to take precautions before they happen. This weather is really worrying."

The two chatted briefly, and Jiang Huaixu left a book for Jiang Erlang as a reward before leaving.

Jiang Erlang was stunned as he looked at a thick book on the desk. He blinked and opened the book titled "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". He was deeply attracted by it as soon as he read the beginning.

On this day, the 'good student' Jiang Erlang was addicted to 'miscellaneous books' and couldn't extricate himself.

Jiang Shujian came back after the Jiang family had dinner.

As soon as Zhao saw Jiang Shujian, she felt like she had found her backbone and her back straightened a lot.

With red eyes, she was about to express her true feelings to her husband, but she did not go forward because of Jiang Shujian's muddy clothes.

But Mrs. Liu limped forward and rushed forward——

"My son!!"

The crying was deafening.

Except for Old Man Jiang who looked at the mother and son with eyes full of heartache, everyone else in the Jiang family just did what they were supposed to do without even giving them a glance.

"Didn't you go to buy food? How did it become like this?" Old man Jiang couldn't help but ask.

"Dad, Dad..." Jiang Shujian took a few quick steps and knelt down in front of old man Jiang with a plop. It was unclear whether it was rain or tears on his face, but he howled loudly.

"I'm afraid the world is going to be in chaos. I heard there was a flood in the neighboring county this morning, and many people drowned. I was even robbed on my way home today. The food I bought and the remaining money... were all taken away by them!"

Jiang Huaixu, who was standing at the kitchen door watching the fun, looked Jiang Shujian up and down, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false.

"Which county is next door?"

"It's Wutong County. The Wutuo River in the county seat has burst its banks."

Old man Jiang frowned tightly. The Wutuo River also passed through their Huaiyang County, not far from Shili Village. If it continued to rain, their village might be flooded.

Once the thought comes up, I can’t suppress it.

"Ask your mother to make you something to eat. I'm going out for a while."

As he said this, he hurriedly put on his raincoat and walked into the heavy rain.

"Eh? Dad! Dad!"

Jiang Shujian was a little dumbfounded, he still had something to say to his old father!