Chapter 216 Mianmian's Diary
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Back home.
It was dark.
Had dinner.
Dinner was rice cooked by my brother-in-law. The rice was so hard that I had to chew it three more times than usual before I could swallow it.
Jiang Yu sighed as he ate: "The conditions at home are so good now. The rice is so dry and firm. In the past, this spoonful could make a whole pot."
Jiang Feng was also chewing the rice hard. While chewing, he said: "Young man, you don't want to eat soft rice."
Jiang Changtian asked his sister Luoxia to cook extra noodles.
He said as he ate: "I am suitable for eating soft rice cooked by my wife in this life. It's too hard and it hurts my teeth."
Qin Luoxia smiled softly.
He Yushi went to socialize in the evening.
Jiang Mianmian worked hard this afternoon and felt that it was quite tiring. She even ate half a bowl of rice more.
Jiang Changtian and his wife were very pleased to see this.
As parents, they always felt that their daughter was too thin. She must have eaten too little every day.
When it was time to go to bed at night,
Jiang Changtian quietly told Xiamei about what he had seen today in bed.
"She really helped someone sew up their fingers. I don't think it was done casually. The thin tubes inside seemed to be hooked up and matched one to one. Do you still remember the human skeleton diagram that Mianmian drew? This child seems to have seen many corpses, and they were cut open."
Qin Luoxia felt a little guilty.
Could it be that the child took after her?
Although she didn't kill people, she killed animals very clearly.
Did I do this when I carried my daughter on my back when I was little? She seemed to be very good at it. She could slaughter a wild boar and put it neatly in order, piece by piece, and she could chop a wild boar into four chickens...
I felt guilty.
I finally felt that the lady was similar to me.
Very similar.
But I felt very guilty.
Qin Luoxia laughed and avoided the topic, saying, "Sister Yu seems to be getting pregnant. Her belly is neither pointed nor round, and I don't know if it's a boy or a girl."
"Whether it's a boy or a girl, the Meng family will definitely be interested. If they don't want it, it's just right to keep it at home. The family will be prosperous and the more people there are, the better." "
Brother Feng hasn't found a suitable partner yet. What do you think of the daughter of Magistrate Wu?"
"Not very good, she's a little silly."
"It's okay. The capital is still too small. I can't find the right one. I'll go to the capital in the future and I'll always find the right one."
The two of them were talking and chatting with their feet close to each other.
Jiang Changtian fell asleep.
He was snoring.
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Jiang Mianmian returned to her own daughter's room.
The daughter's room was very big.
She had specifically requested it.
The bed was very big.
There are also desks, bookcases, tea tables, painting tables, sofas, carpets, and cloakrooms.
In short, they must be large, comfortable, and fully functional.
Bathrooms must also be equipped.
It is too difficult to go out to poop in the middle of the night.
It is too smelly to poop in front of the bed in the middle of the night.
If you read at night, the oil lamp must be bright.
Candles are very expensive, and ordinary people generally don’t light them. Ordinary people light more oil lamps.
An oil lamp can be lit for a long time.
Jiang Mianmian occasionally likes to place a lot of oil lamps and candles and curl up on the sofa to read.
When she wants to pee, she slips on and goes to the bathroom.
There is a small tea table next to the sofa with snacks and tea, and Pang Ya will serve her.
If she walks too much, Pang Ya will massage her feet and calves. This is what her aunt asked.
Her aunt said that the girl's legs and feet should be massaged frequently, because she was worried that the flesh on her calves would become hard and thick, which would not look good.
Her dressing room is very large, and she has a lot of clothes. The better ones are in sets, so she doesn't have to consider how to match them, and of course she doesn't have to wash them herself.
Her clothes are now taken very carefully for washing, and they can't be washed casually, such as putting them in a basin and washing them with a stick in the river. Generally, they will be scrapped after one wash.
These brightly colored dresses are also very troublesome to wash.
Anyway, there is a special laundry person.
Her family is now in the "three-remove and three-change" class.
That is, there are a lot of clothes at home, and they can change at least three sets every day.
Not only do they have a lot of clothes, but they also wear different clothes to different places, and have many social circles.
Anyway, it is a class higher than the well-off.
Jiang Mianmian ate too much at night, and the rice was really hard. Fortunately, she had changed her teeth, but these new teeth must be protected. They will be used for a lifetime, and the level of dentists at that time was too low.
I don’t want to sleep at this moment, nor do I want to lie down and read.
Jiang Mianmian took out a black leather book from the cabinet.
The cover of the book said "Mianmian's Diary".
Yes, this is Jiang Mianmian's diary.
Decent people have a diary.
She will make some records by herself.
Probably because of confusion.
There are times, or at some moments, she is always a little out of state.
It's like her body is lying down, her soul is floating, and her third field of vision is swept away.
So she will write a diary.
Record daily life.
Then she will draw some strange pictures in the diary.
Write some special requests.
For example: It’s so hot today, I really want to wear a thin, multi-layered, cool and beautiful skirt.
Then a few days later, daddy would send her a skirt, saying that he happened to see it outside and it was okay.
For example, she would say: I am unhappy and don’t want to eat.
Then there would be all kinds of delicious food in the evening.
For example, she would say: I don’t want to recite today, I really don’t want to, and I can’t recite it.
But daddy would still let her recite it.
There would always be one or two days when he pretended not to have read her diary.
Jiang Mianmian knew it very well.
But she would still write it seriously.
For example, today.
It is also a memorable day.
She must write a diary.
The first operation today is the replantation of severed fingers.
The difficulty of the operation is 8 points.
The completion of the operation is 7.8 points.
It is necessary to remind her to preserve the severed limb in the correct way.
Don’t delay it for too long.
Jiang Mianmian recorded the process of the operation she performed on someone today, what was missing, and how to improve it.
Every stroke was written very seriously.
Although she wrote them all, they may become important archaeological data in the future.
The main point is to make archaeologists doubt history and science.
I finished writing a serious diary carefully.
Jiang Mianmian took Jiang Xiaoshu and Pang Ya for a stroll and saw that the big stone in the backyard had been moved away by my father. The efficiency was very high.
Next, the days were simple and there were few words in the diary.
The second day.
No class.
Porridge was provided.
The third day.
No class.
Porridge was provided.
The fourth day.
No class.
Porridge was provided.
The fifth day.
No
class. Porridge was provided.
Today, the strong man with a particularly thick neck who had been queuing in a circle came to see me.
When he saw me, he knelt down, took out a bloody knife, pointed it at his own neck and said, "I have come to get the medicine porridge these days, but from the second day on, a group of people sneaked around. I, Zhang Weibiao, ate your food for five days and had no way to repay you, so I followed this group of people. I heard that they were going to take you away in the chaos, so I killed them first. I killed someone and told you to thank you for the food. I, Zhang Weibiao, will not change my name. I killed the person, so I will pay for it with my life and will not implicate you."
I stretched out my hand to stop him, but I almost couldn't stop him. He was too strong.
I thought these things only happened in stories, but it really happened in front of me.
I had him sent to the government office. If he is really guilty, my father will convict him. If he is not wrong, does this count as self-defense?
In short, this is really an era of justice and decisive killing.
I hope to meet Zhang Weibiao tomorrow.
I hope to build a medical department.
Finally, I hope my mother will cook less noodles. I want to eat rice.
The diary is closed.
The blue leather cover is very beautiful.
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