"Xia Xia, then just give way. Don't worry, after you get married, I will treat your uncle like your own father, and I will take good care of him for you." Jiang Hongjiao looked at Jiang Xia complacently. She was a little surprised why Jiang Xia looked much weaker today than before.
If it were before, Jiang Xia would have poured ice water on them. Even if he didn't, he should have scolded them for their behavior.
But now Jiang Xia just said a few words lightly, which made Jiang Hongjiao feel a little strange.
But she didn't think about it too much, thinking that this was a good thing. Jiang Xia no longer had the capital to be arrogant. Lu Yuanting was out on a mission and hadn't come back yet. The family was in a mess because the parents were divorced. Su Yuelan was sick and the wound had not healed yet. The Jiang Wei family was famous for their filial piety.
"Grandma, ask Dad to cut down the tree in the yard someday. It will be perfect for me to make some furniture. After cutting down the tree, there will be space here and we can grow vegetables here." Jiang Hongjiao took a look at the yard and was a little unhappy with the tree planted in the yard.
He looked like he had naturally taken over the host's position, as if he had already moved into the house and became the owner.
"Oh, it smells so good, meat, there's meat! Chicken soup!" Jiang Jinbao was a greedy little fat boy. After he took a few steps inside, he smelled the smell of chicken soup in the living room. The greasy smell floated in the air, making him drool. He sniffed and looked everywhere in the dining room.
Finally, I saw the chicken soup covered with a rice cooker on the dining table in the dining room.
A small bowl with chicken legs in it.
After seeing this, Jiang Jinbao naturally prepared to eat.
After all, his mother and grandmother told him that his uncle's things were his things, this house was his, and the things in the house were also his, so the chicken soup must also be his.
Jiang Jinbao just picked up the bowl and was about to drink it.
"Ouch, ouch..." Jiang Jinbao felt a pain in the back of his neck. Someone grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
Jiang Jinbao cried out in pain and let go of his hands. He kept kicking his legs while being carried. He turned his head and saw who had carried him up. It was none other than Jiang Weijia.
Jiang Jinbao felt that Jiang Weijia's expression was a little strange, but he didn't care. In his imagination, his uncle had always been very good to him. Since he was a child, many of his things were bought by his uncle, including school bags, pens, and some delicious and fun things.
His uncle always smiled at him, and whenever he wanted to eat something, his uncle would give it to him.
Thinking of this, Jiang Jinbao stopped kicking his legs. He licked his lips and shouted at Jiang Weijia. He looked a lot more obedient than before.
Jiang Jinbao also remembered what his mother and grandmother had told him, that he should be a good boy in front of his uncle, so that his uncle would be nice to him and give him everything.
"Hello uncle, I'm hungry. My family is so poor recently and I haven't eaten meat for a long time." Jiang Jinbao blinked and spoke.
"Uncle, I'm hungry and I want to eat meat." Jiang Jinbao spoke again.
Hearing what Jiang Jinbao said, Jiang Weijia didn't say anything. He held Jiang Jinbao so that his feet could touch the ground, but he didn't let go of his hands. He still held the back of Jiang Jinbao's neck. No one knew what he was thinking.
How could Old Mrs. Jiang bear to see her grandson crying in pain? She walked forward with some heartache and looked at Jiang Weijia.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
