Chapter 110 Proverbs
The first day of the new year.
The weather was not good.
It rained heavily.
The children wearing new clothes could not go out to show off.
The rain was too heavy and would wet the new clothes. The good clothes at this time would fade after a few washes.
Therefore, those wealthy families often made new clothes for the change of seasons and festivals, because the old clothes faded seriously and the difference could be seen at a glance.
On this day, it rained heavily. It was
especially heavy rain.
Mother looked at the heavy rain and frowned slightly.
If the weather is bad on the first day of the new year, it will not be good for the whole year.
Because of the heavy rain, no one came to visit, and father did not go out.
But it did not stop my brother. At my age, even hail could not stop them.
The heavy rain, wailing, was like the gods in the sky pouring water down with a basin.
On rainy days, Master Zi was particularly anxious.
He doesn't like heavy rain.
He doesn't like the sight of raindrops hitting the ground and splashing dirt. He
doesn't like countless rain curtains.
Jiang Mianmian rarely sees such heavy rain.
But when it rains heavily, she likes her father to hold her and watch the rain.
She stretched out her hand to catch some rain, and the rain hit her palm, which was a little painful and numb.
After a while, her hand was caught by her father.
Her father wiped her little hand with his clothes and then warmed her hand with his face.
The rain in winter is particularly cold.
The little hands are very red and cold.
Dad is different from mother, he will let Mianmian experience these.
If mother sees her hand stretched out, she should pat her gently first to stop her from doing stupid things.
Some of Dad's living habits are still a little different. For example, he doesn't care too much about very new clothes, he just wipes his girl's hands.
This is probably the mark of a person's growth.
Jiang Yu and Jiang Feng have already suffered, so they can't change, but he hopes that the young lady can be more unbridled.
Jiang Changtian held the young lady to watch the rain, and by the way, he also looked at the little kid standing next to him, Young Master Zi.
Jiang Changtian also inquired about this person, and he never dared to look down on anyone.
Even if it was just a child.
Young Master Zi's proverbs came true, and it was said that few people around them dared to talk to him actively.
Brother Ye Hang said that it was nonsense, but his student was particularly smart, and the wise man spoke slowly, so there were those rumors.
Jiang Changtian was a person who was difficult to open his heart to, and it was difficult for him to like and trust others.
He didn't like this Young Master Zi either.
Young Master Zi's eyes were so clear that they seemed to be able to see through him at a glance.
He didn't understand why the child wanted to stay in his house. He always felt that his most secret thoughts would be seen through.
He rarely talked to Young Master Zi, and Young Master Zi rarely talked to him.
Fortunately, Sister Xia was sincere and enthusiastic, and treated people very steadily.
Jiang Changtian didn't have much contact with Young Master Zi every day, but he was very relieved that he was at home.
Today was the first day of the new year, and it rained heavily. They were forced to stay together.
Under the same roof.
Jiang Changtian still didn't want to talk to him.
Young Master Zi didn't want to either.
He just watched him put Jiang Xiaogui's frozen red hand on his face, and smiled a little touchingly.
Suddenly, he felt a little envious.
Although Mr. Jiang was sick, and his illness was serious, he had medicine.
He didn't.
Young Master Zi looked at the rain curtain, his expression gradually lonely.
Jiang Yu saw that his father and Young Master Zi were standing together, both very serious, as if they had something to say, so she took her sister away considerately.
"Come on, cook with your sister. On the first day of the new year, your sister will show you her cooking skills and guarantee that everyone will find it delicious." Jiang Yu vowed.
Jiang Mianmian looked at her sister holding her in one hand and carrying a bag of dried mushrooms in the other...
Was her sister planning to send everyone away on the first day of the new year?
In the kitchen, Jiang Yu considerately drove her mother away.
"Mother, it's New Year's Day today, you have a good rest, I'll do it."
Qin Luoxia wanted to take the little girl away.
As a result, the little girl also said: "Mianmian, accompany your sister, and cook together."
She was worried that the whole family would lie down, so she still had to supervise her sister.
Jiang Yu is very efficient, and can cut vegetables very quickly.
Jiang Mianmian found that the dishes at home were either big stews, stewed in one pot, or steamed.
Suddenly she realized that there was no stir-fry.
She thought that the god of time travel would shout to the sky, "Come on!"
and stir-fry would be born.
But she found that there was no iron pot.
There was no iron pot at home, and cooking without an iron pot would be soulless.
So we have to make iron first, and then make a pot~~
Jiang Mianmian thought about it, it was too difficult.
Give up.
Pretend she didn't say it.
Not everyone is an physics student, you are just thinking too much.
Before crossing over, you have to memorize the periodic table for a week.
After crossing over, you have to make iron, pots, and ships by hand.
Wait for others to come, let those who know how to do things do it first.
Jiang Mianmian thought about it and felt relieved.
I sat there and watched my sister cook.
I felt like she had a natural talent for cooking.
She cooked like a real chef.
My elder sister has a clear distinction between various flavors.
My mother sprinkles a handful of seasoning based on experience, while my elder sister sprinkles a handful of seasoning so that you can really taste the difference in the flavor.
The rice cooked by my elder sister is just normal. Adding some wild onions or something, it is very fragrant and flavorful.
My elder sister seems to be a little different when she cooks.
The smoke in the kitchen is filled with fragrance.
Outside the eaves, Mr. Jiang and Young Master Zi, who were standing facing each other with numb legs, finally spoke first.
Today is the first day of the new year.
Jiang Changtian thought of the child's physique of mottos.
Suddenly he asked, "Do you think your father will win?"
Zi Congheng was silent for a moment, then said, "No."
After he finished speaking, he was stunned.
Jiang Changtian was also stunned.
In fact, he felt that the atmosphere was too awkward from the beginning.
It was the first time that he was speechless to another person.
It was as if something in his body warned him not to speak casually.
But he suddenly opened his mouth and got such an answer.
Heita, who was standing at the back, was also stunned. He looked at the heavy rain outside. It was so heavy that he couldn't even see where the door was. It was all white.
Zi Congheng looked at the heavy rain. Just at that moment, he saw many dead people.
Father also died.
It was also heavy rain.
Father's eyes were staring straight in the direction of the capital.
He couldn't go back until he died.
Zi Congheng suddenly felt very cold.
Extremely cold.
His bones were trembling.
He shouldn't have spoken casually, especially today.
He kept his mouth tightly shut.
A little annoyed.
The raindrops splashed on his face, and he seemed to be crying.
Jiang Changtian patted the child on the shoulder. If Zi Lu's rebellion failed, his fate as a bandit with a clear banner would not be much better.
But in this world, he didn't have the opportunity to choose from the beginning.
He just wanted his family to have enough food and clothing.
He didn't think so much.
"Someone will win, right?"
Jiang Changtian put his hand on the child's shoulder.
He was actually not good at touching people, especially outsiders.
Zi Congheng was silent.
Suddenly he looked up at the man next to him.
He saw that he had long hair, a white robe, and a fake smile on his face.
A man in a yellow robe appeared in his mind, also with a fake smile.
He was stunned.
Suddenly he was caught by a big arm, his body suspended in the air, and all the pictures disappeared.
He heard a scolding voice: "You can't get wet in the rain, you'll get sick, bah, bah, bah, our little bug must be safe and healthy and live a long life."
He was picked up by Aunt Qin.
Aunt Qin carried him into the kitchen
and put him next to Jiang Xiaogui.
The two sat in a row in front of the stove.
Jiang Mianmian found that the little brat's eyes seemed to turn red when he was gone for a while. Was he crying?
Did he miss his family during the New Year?
She reached into her pocket, took out a piece of candied fruit, stuffed it directly into his mouth and said, "It's very sweet, you eat it."
Zi Congheng was caught off guard and had his mouth filled with candy. He burst into tears instantly. Jiang Xiaogui was too dirty. She grabbed the firewood on the ground and then put the candied fruit directly into her pocket. There were also small ants in her pocket, o(╥﹏╥)o.
The candied fruit was sweet, but so dirty!!
The cub Jiang Mianmian shook his head. Sure enough, children can't escape. The law of sweet candy, one piece of candy will solve it. Don't cry, there will be more candy when you grow up, and you won't want to eat it by then.
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