Chapter 10: Not Good at Studying
Jiang Nianzi roared.
Ding Hongmei was worried when she saw that her daughter came back so late today, and was about to ask Jiang Cheng and Jiang Doudou to go and see her.
Hearing the voice, she ran out happily: "Zizi, you are finally back, you made me worry to death."
Jiang Cheng and Jiang Doudou also ran out with Ding Hongmei.
The three of them ran out and saw a pile of things under Jiang Nianzi's feet.
Jiang Cheng's eyes widened: "Nianbao, you've made a fortune."
Jiang Cheng seldom calls Jiang Nianzi "Nianbao" now, which is enough to show how surprised he is right now.
Ding Hongmei also stood there in a daze.
At Jiang Nianzi's feet were rice, soybean oil, eggs, and a can of maltose, all good stuff.
Ding Hongmei licked her lips subconsciously: "Zizi, did you buy all these? You didn't bring them for someone else?"
"Yeah." Jiang Nianzi nodded and looked at her family with a smile.
She had said that she would give them a good life and she would never go back on her word. This was just the beginning.
Jiang Doudou was already squatting beside the food, his dark little hands touching the eggs and then the jar of malted milk.
The round eyes were filled with mystery.
"Sister, are these all ours?" He tilted his head back and asked Jiang Nianzi uncertainly.
Jiang Nianzi nodded heavily and reached out to touch the boy's head: "Doudou, help your sister move the malted milk into the house, okay?"
"Okay, okay." Jiang Doudou held the malted milk excitedly and ran into the house happily, his eyes almost poking through the malted milk bottle.
Ding Hongmei reacted and came to Jiang Nianzi. While carefully holding the egg, she scolded Jiang Nianzi: "Why did you buy so many things, kid? You don't even know how to buy yourself a new set of clothes."
Her daughter Zizi hasn't had any new clothes for two years.
Winter is about to come, and I am still wearing thin coarse cloth clothes.
Jiang Nianzi knew that Ding Hongmei loved her, and she felt warm in her heart. Although this woman was not her real mother, she made her feel loved time and time again.
No matter what happens, she is always the first person I think of.
Jiang Nianzi coquettishly held her arm and rubbed her head against her shoulder: "Mom, new clothes are not as important as making sure my family is well fed. Besides, I can still wear these clothes."
The little girl was frail and her voice was thin and soft, but her words comforted her mother.
This is Ding Hongmei, why don't you pamper her?
Her heart melted when she heard that.
"Our Nianbao is really good, she should let that widow Liu see who is the loser. Humph, my daughter is so good, but those two idiots in her family are useless, and they still have the nerve to look down on others, bah."
Where there are people, there is gossip.
Talking about people behind their backs is a common thing. Who can avoid talking about others behind their backs, and who can avoid being talked about behind their backs?
Jiang Nianzi didn't mind knowing that Ding Hongmei said that on purpose because Aunt Liu looked down on her.
Anyway, her morals are not very noble.
She only likes people who treat her well.
Jiang Cheng was the only man in the family who could take care of things. He carried 20 kilograms of rice in one hand and soybean oil in the other, and walked home quickly.
After entering the house, Jiang Cheng poured the rice into the rice jar.
There has always been only corn flour in their rice jar, and it is always only one-fifth full.
Today there is not only rice in the rice jar, but it also takes up half of the jar.
Jiang Doudou and Jiang Cheng gathered around the rice jar, their eyes fixed on it.
Jiang Doudou held onto the edge of the rice jar with her little hands and looked at Jiang Cheng expectantly: "Brother, can we eat rice today?"
Jiang Cheng himself was not good at studying, and seeing his sister was so successful, he felt both proud and inferior.
My mother said that as the eldest brother, he had to shoulder the responsibility of protecting and taking care of his younger siblings.
He used to think he was doing a good job, but after his sister woke up from falling into the water and went to work in the clinic, he realized what a failure he was as a big brother.
He used to just think that he should work hard so that his younger brothers and sisters would not be hungry.
Now it seems that he is a terrible elder brother.
Raising his hand and touching Jiang Doudou's head, Jiang Cheng's smile faded and he said seriously, "Doudou, you must study hard in the future. Only by studying can you have a future and take care of your sisters."
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Jiang Nianzi took the malted milk into Ding Hongmei's room.
"Mom, if you want to drink this maltose, just take it and mix it with water. You don't have to save it for me. If Doudou and big brother want to drink it, you can also mix it for them."
Ding Hongmei waved her hands quickly: "This is a delicate thing, Mom can't drink it, you are weak, just keep it for you to drink, money is hard to earn, you should spend it sparingly."
She kept talking about her weak body, but Jiang Nianzi didn't know whether it was because of the medication and yoga she took, or for some other reason.
After she was transmigrated into this body, except for feeling extremely weak on the first day, she gradually stopped having to gasp for air when walking, as if she had returned to the physical condition of her previous life.
Except that she still couldn't stand the cold, everything else was fine. However, once she caught a cold, she became like Lin Daiyu, very delicate and frail.
So Jiang Nianzi didn't care what Ding Hongmei said about not being able to drink it, she just couldn't bear to drink it.
Thinking of this, she simply took the maltose into her room.
Ding Hongmei thought she had heard it, so she felt relieved.
She carefully placed the eggs under the bed.
She was reluctant to put this wonderful thing in the kitchen, for fear that someone would see it when they came home.
Jiang Nianzi came to the kitchen and saw Jiang Cheng and Jiang Doudou gathered around the rice jar. She asked in confusion, "Brother, Doudou, what are you doing?"
"Look at the rice." Jiang Doudou said as a matter of course.
Jiang Cheng also said: "Zizi, this is the first time that our rice jar has so much rice in it. Do you think it will be stolen?"
The neighbors in the village are all very familiar with each other, but in today's society, there are many people who don't have enough food to eat. If you finally get something good, even if others don't steal it, your family members will always worry that it will be lost.
Jiang Nianzi knew how valuable these things were in their eyes, and she didn't think their worries were ridiculous at all.
"Isn't Doudou always at home? Just let him watch over it."
As she spoke, Jiang Nianzi took out four bowls, put two spoons of maltose in each bowl, and rinsed it with boiling water in the pot.
Smelling the sweet fragrance, Jiang Cheng and Jiang Doudou immediately surrounded Jiang Nianzi.
When Jiang Cheng saw Jiang Nianzi soaking so much, he got a little angry for a moment: "Zizi, why are you soaking so much? Just soak it for you and mom. How can Doudou and I, boys, eat these things?"
How can a family that has trouble even getting enough food be picky about food?
They don’t even have any snacks on weekdays, so Jiang Nianzi doesn’t believe that they don’t like sweets.
"It's already brewed. It's a waste if you don't drink it."
Jiang Nianzi took one bowl herself and asked Jiang Cheng to take two bowls to the main room. She wanted to come back and serve Jiang Doudou.
Jiang Doudou had already brought it over.
"Mom, I made some maltose for us, come and drink it."
Ding Hongmei walked out and saw three children sitting at the dining table with four bowls of malted milk on the table. She felt extremely distressed.
But looking at her daughter's sweet smile, she couldn't bear to say a word.
The family sat around the table, drinking malted milk.
Malted milk has a mellow taste with a hint of malt sweetness.
However, in the eyes of Jiang Nianzhi, who was used to eating all kinds of good things, this was just average.