Then he lowered his head.
——Bang!
Wang Dazhuang kowtowed firmly to Jiang Nian.
This posture scared Jiang Nian.
Little Anbao in Jiang Nian's arms felt Jiang Nian's mood change. The little girl, who had been burying her head in Jiang Nian's neck, raised her head carefully, revealing a pair of big black eyes, and glanced at him secretly.
Just happened to see this scene.
Wang Dazhuang kowtowed, with a smear of dust on his forehead, and raised his head.
He sank his energy into his dantian and spoke in a full-strength voice after two days of recuperation.
"Aunt Jiang, thank you! My mother said that you are my lifesaver. If it weren't for you, I would have drowned in the river. You saved my life, I must be grateful and respect you for the rest of my life."
Such a long paragraph was definitely not something Wang Dazhuang came up with on his own; it was taught to him by Huang Guixiang.
I don’t know how long he had been reciting them at home, but the little kid remembered every one of them and recited them all with a serious expression.
In fact, Huang Guixiang said much more than this in private.
She said that Aunt Jiang was really kind to us, which was why she gave us the meat to eat; she also said that Aunt Jiang not only saved you, but also saved another child. People who have received education are powerful, and you should read more in the future.
The most repeated phrase was "Mom made mistakes in the past, but Aunt Jiang was willing to help us. We must be grateful."
The country people’s way of expressing gratitude is rough and simple.
Jiang Nian was a person who received a new era education and accepted the concept of equality for all, so he had never encountered such a thing.
She and Xiao Anbao both had their eyes wide open.
Both mother and daughter are equally cute.
They looked at Wang Dazhuang, completely unsure of how to react.
Caught off guard.
The boy who had just finished speaking bent down again.
Boom!
Boom!
He looked at Jiang Nian and ate two more.
There are three heads in the frame in total.
Jiang Nian rushed over immediately, not caring that she was still holding the child, and squatted down to pull Wang Dazhuang up.
"No! It's really not like that! I volunteered to save people, and I don't need anything in return. You do it... Da Zhuang, right? Da Zhuang, get up quickly, the ground is cold, don't get your pants dirty, get up quickly."
Jiang Nian was not very strong. He held the child in one hand, and his other hand could not even lift up a strong little boy.
Pulling in.
Wang Dazhuang looked up at Huang Guixiang. Huang Guixiang nodded slightly, and then Wang Dazhuang stood up from the ground.
Jiang Nian asked hurriedly, "Da Zhuang, does your knee hurt?"
"Aunt Jiang, my mom said I'm very tough and can't be hurt even by a bamboo stick. It doesn't hurt at all just kneeling like this."
Wang Dazhuang reached out and patted his knees, then said cheerfully despite the dust on his forehead.
Jiang Nian felt a little relieved.
Wang Dazhuang kowtowed so hard that his face was slightly bloody.
Jiang Nian was just about to reach out and wipe away the dust on him, but a small hand moved a little faster than hers.
I don't know when little Anbao came back to his senses from his daze, and he seemed to have forgotten the unhappy things that happened in the nursery.
She stared at Wang Dazhuang with her dark eyes, with an indescribable seriousness on her little face.
The tender little hand touched Wang Dazhuang's forehead, and the little fingers wiped the dust and touched the red spot.
Red.
Just like her, red.
“Chuckle~Chuckle~”
As little Anbao was touching him, he raised his cute little face towards Wang Dazhuang and laughed sweetly.
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