Chapter 129 Whenever I am sad, I will beat you
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The ants retreated like a tide.
Jiang Mianmian also stopped crying.
She reached out to wipe her father's tears.
"Dad, don't cry, huhu."
Jiang Mianmian's eyes were red, but she couldn't help but comfort the man in front of her.
He has a beautiful face.
The skull is very symmetrical and good-looking.
In fact, he has many minor problems. He is picky about food, and may be timid and afraid of the dark. He likes to pretend and lie. He may be a super green tea with a good appearance, but he is her father.
He will cry and be sad.
Jiang Changtian smiled.
Tears couldn't stop laughing.
Jiang Mianmian, who has very good hearing, was a little depressed.
Maybe it was because she was just born, and she had been listening to the corner of the bed with her ears tilted up every day, which developed her hearing to the extreme, so she could hear the conversation between her father and brother from such a distance.
Although they spoke very softly, she still heard it all. Although
her painting was very unusual, she felt that with her aunt's intelligence, she would find out sooner or later, so it would be better to let her aunt figure it out herself earlier.
But she didn't expect that so many secrets would be revealed because of this. She
almost sent her aunt away.
Jiang Mianmian felt a little guilty, so she added something to her aunt's tea at night.
She thought, if she hadn't traveled through time, she would be like what her brother said.
A baby who had no chance to grow up.
Thinking about it, it still makes her sad.
Today's sunset is as red as blood, which is suffocating to look at.
The mountains in the distance look like monsters, which are frightening.
Even the evening breeze that gently touches your face seems like the hand of a ghost, which makes you feel uncomfortable.
Emotions can really control a person. When you are happy, you will think that seeing a pile of shit will bring you good luck.
When you are sad, you will think that seeing a flower is poisonous.
Jiang Mianmian looked very depressed when she was eating dinner.
Yin Gu was so scared that her heart stopped suddenly. It seemed that she really stopped for a few breaths at that time. As a result, this little thing, before she scolded her, she depressed first.
It made Yin Gu unable to criticize her.
She still had to feed her and make her happy. She must have owed them a lot in her previous life.
Jiang Mianmian found that her father and brother were eating dinner together with normal faces.
They looked very happy.
There is no apparent change.
After dinner, Dad said he was going to work overtime.
His brother followed him.
Jiang Mianmian had no idea what the thieves did every day. She couldn't get in touch with them anyway. Her
feeling at home was that the family was slowly getting bigger, life was slowly getting better, and they were slowly changing from a pure propertyless family to a slightly petty bourgeoisie family.
They had a car (two horses and a carriage),
servants (the tutor Yin Gu),
a house (a self-built house that was gradually getting bigger),
and savings (the cellar was almost dug out of several rooms and halls by my mother, and it seemed that there were treasures hidden there).
Qin Luoxia noticed the emotional changes of her husband and Feng Ge'er, but she thought they were just having problems, so she didn't ask too much.
Yin Gu seemed to be in good spirits and could still take care of Mianmian, so there was nothing wrong.
Qin Luoxia breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that something might happen. This year felt like a lucky year. Life was so good that sometimes she was a little worried that she was dreaming and would pinch herself from time to time.
Jiang Yu didn't know what happened, but she felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.
"Aunt, are you okay? Why did you faint just now? Are you too tired to take care of Mianmian? Otherwise, let Mianmian sleep with me and I will take care of her."
Taking care of both of you sisters is very tiring. It's not just her credit, you also have problems.
Aunt Yin rubbed her eyebrows tiredly and said, "It's okay, just rest for a night."
It's better to separate the two girls. Although the older girl is a little stupid sometimes, she is a normal person after all and easy to teach.
The feeling of the younger girl is hard to describe. Don't cross-infect each other.
When she returned to the house at night, Aunt Yin washed Mianmian's feet and cleaned the gaps between her toes. She changed her into clothes for sleeping, let her hair down to comb it, and brushed her teeth. She used a brush that she had requested to poke holes in a piece of wood, and then passed horsehair through it one by one. The brush was a small, fine and dense brush specially used for brushing teeth.
Anyway, there was a whole set of procedures to serve this little ancestor to bed, which was more complicated than the masters in the palace.
After washing, she had to massage her belly, calves, and arms. She looked calm and comfortable. She
had to thank herself for coming here, otherwise how could she survive if she was so difficult to serve.
In the room, from brushing teeth, combing hair, putting on shoes, sleeping clothes, to poop buckets and lids, she can come up with new and weird ways to do everything, just for comfort.
She knows that she will never have an idle life. She is not destined
to have that.
After serving the little ancestor, her old waist can hardly stand up straight.
Then she watched the little ancestor staggeringly bring a glass of water, wearing a special pajamas, with soft and smooth hair, fragrant teeth, and white hands.
"Aunt, drink some water, you have worked hard."
Her heart melted.
Her old waist didn't hurt anymore.
Aunt Yin took the cup of water and drank it in one breath.
She also praised: "So sweet, thank you Mianmian."
It's really sweet. When the little ancestor is not tiring, he is really considerate.
Yin Gu, who had no biological children and was unable to have children because of an illness she contracted in the palace, had a very different feeling towards children.
She loved them but was also afraid of them. She thought she would hate children because she had seen how cruel and selfish they were.
After she couldn't get out of this courtyard, she didn't try again, not because she really couldn't escape.
But that morning, the little girl's smile was too sweet.
She fell asleep next to her, in her arms.
She was defenseless against her.
She kissed her.
She called her "Auntie" sweetly, like a little duck quacking, calling and calling, dozens of times a day.
After praising the child, Yin Gu took a deep breath, and then carefully mentioned today's painting.
She was worried that she would faint, so she leaned against the bed before starting to talk.
Jiang Mianmian sat on the bed like a good baby, barefoot, she couldn't sleep in socks.
Her feet were white.
"Why does Mianmian want to draw something like that?" Yin Gu asked cautiously.
"I want to draw it."
"When have you seen it?"
"I don't know."
"Can you draw it next time?"
Jiang Mianmian nodded. Yes, she could. She got an A in this class. It was a rare class that didn't hold her back.
She can draw the heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys, and she can draw them in three dimensions.
"What's the use of drawing this?" In addition to scaring people, Yin Gu asked in confusion.
Jiang Mianmian answered seriously: "It can cure diseases. Zi Xiaochong said that he has a head disease, that is, something has grown in his head, and it can be cut off."
Yin Gu: ...
Zi Xiaochong She knew that it was Young Master Zi.
It seems that she has heard that Young Master Zi has a disease.
But no one has ever had such a wild idea that they can cut open the head, wouldn't they die?
Can the head be closed after being cut open?
Yin Gu felt that the problem was a bit complicated, and it was necessary to communicate with Zi Shuai.
She held the little girl in her arms and soothed her, "You can't just draw it for others to see, or they will be scared. We are afraid of unknown things. If we can't find the answer, we will think about eliminating the trouble, and the trouble will no longer exist."
Jiang Mianmian nodded with puffy cheeks.
She was taught.
But she was not happy.
That night, Yin Gu held Mianmian to sleep.
That night, Jiang Changtian returned to the messy little house where he used to work, looking at the scratches on the windowsill and the door through the window.
There was another door outside the door.
The Jiang family was in that door.
He didn't want to explore his own life experience.
As long as he was not Madam Jiang's child, he didn't want to know whose it was.
It didn't matter, as long as his family was well.
But thinking of the tragic life that Feng'er talked about.
He couldn't even breathe.
He felt like his heart was being dug out.
It was more painful than letting him die a thousand times.
Not enough, he didn't do enough, far from enough.
This time, he knocked on the door of Jiang's house again. He
didn't kneel outside like a dog and beg for the door to be opened.
He kicked the door open with one foot.
Behind him, Jiang Feng was wearing armor, holding a long sword and wearing a mask, leading a group of people like him. There were not many, only fifty elite.
They were people trained and selected by Jiang Feng himself, and Jiang Feng always felt that his own food or water might be better. Those who performed well would be rewarded with mysterious powerful pills, which were actually ordinary pills made from wild onions and vegetables at home and some ordinary medicinal materials.
But those people were very enthusiastic after eating them, and felt that they had really eaten a magic medicine.
Nowadays, everyone believes in elixirs, because the current emperor is the biggest believer.
These fifty people obeyed the orders and accepted Jiang Feng's training, and from time to time they also had to accept Jiang Changtian's brainwashing.
Loyalty.
That night, darkness filled the Jiang Mansion.
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