Chapter 397 Jiang Kang

"Beautiful, beautiful, give it to you, eat." Just as Jiang Fubao turned around and prepared to go back to continue playing.

Jiang Kang, who could only smile foolishly, suddenly stretched out his hand and spoke to Jiang Fubao word by word.

The sound was not loud, just loud enough to reach Jiang Fubao's ears.

"Is this... dried dates?" Jiang Fubao was surprised.

She lowered her head and placed her gaze on Jiang Kang's palm.

I saw a dried red date lying on it.

It seemed to have been held in the palm of the hand for a long time, and the surface was reflective.

Jiang Fubao didn't answer.

"Okay, eat, give it to me, beautiful, beautiful, eat." Jiang Kang thought Jiang Fubao didn't want to bend over, so he raised his arms higher.

It’s convenient for her to take.

Under his short and thin body, a pair of small feet were standing on tiptoe, and he looked at Jiang Fubao eagerly.

I hope she will accept the dates.

But he was drooling and looked at his palm with reluctance.

This was the last date his father gave him.

"You can actually speak?"

Jiang Fubao was a little surprised.

The kid from the village just now clearly said that he can't speak.

"Hmm, delicious, delicious, eat it." Jiang Kang nodded and shook his hands. The red dates rolled in his palm and almost fell to the ground.

"Then why do they say you can't speak?" Jiang Fubao asked again.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for a three-year-old child to speak word by word no matter how late he is. This child looks a little silly, but not too silly.

At least I could understand what she said.

"Kang, if you cry, mother will beat you. It hurts, but you don't dare to cry. Kang, if you laugh, mother won't beat you." Jiang Kang gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty.

Jiang Fubao guessed and guessed, and finally understood.

It turned out that the little boy in front of him was a crybaby, so he was often beaten by his mother, Sun Xiaotao.

After being beaten so many times, he was afraid of the pain and dared not make a sound. So, in the days that followed, he smiled at everyone he met.

But others found his smile endearing.

Don't take him to play.

What a pity.

"Eat it yourself. I don't like eating dates. Do you want to play with us?"

In Jiang Fubao's eyes, these red dates are a low-quality snack that one would only eat when one has nothing else to eat.

But in Jiang Kang's place, there are top-notch delicacies that are hard to take your eyes off.

Jiang Fubao naturally wouldn't snatch food from the children.

She shook her head and refused, then invited Jiang Kang to play with her. The child hid in the corner and watched for a long time.

It's so pitiful to look at.

It must be lonely.

"I do!" Jiang Kang felt disappointed and happy after being rejected. He carefully put the dates into the small pocket of his clothes, preparing to eat them tomorrow.

Then he nodded heavily and agreed excitedly.

Follow Jiang Fubao's butt and walk forward.

"Sister Fubao, why are you playing with him? This idiot is too much of a nuisance." When they came to the group of children, one of them walked up to Jiang Fubao and said.

"He's not stupid, he's just not that smart. Besides, he can talk. It's New Year's Day, bring him along to play. It won't cause any trouble. Well, let's not play hide and seek. Let's play red light green light. Jiang Kang, you stand aside and watch us play. When you are familiar with it, you can join us."

Jiang Fubao finished speaking to Jiang Kang, and the game began.

"Red light, green light—"

"Bright!"

"Hahaha, you moved, you moved too, you two are out."

"Red light, green light, on!"

"Joy moves, you're out."

"Red light~green~light on!"

"......"

These five simple words create a different rhythm.

Jiang Kang, who was standing by, couldn't take his eyes off.

"Do you know how to do it?" Jiang Fubao, who was eliminated, walked up to him and asked.

"Yeah! Beautiful, beautiful, I, can." Jiang Kang raised his head and spoke out word by word.

"Okay, let's play together next time."

Wait for this game to end.

Jiang Fubao led Jiang Kang onto the court.

The other children in the village disliked Jiang Kang, but for Jiang Fubao's sake, they didn't say anything.

Just ignore him.

Jiang Kang played very well.

Whenever the "signal light" came on, he always managed to stay still.

If he hadn't been knocked to the ground, he would have been the winner.

Jiang Kang fell and his butt hurt, but he didn't say a word and kept smiling, which looked weird no matter how you looked at him.

After playing until noon, all the children were called back by their parents.

Including Jiang Fubao and her brothers and sisters.

"Mei, Mei, where are you going?" Jiang Fubao, who was about to go home, was grabbed by Jiang Kang.

"I'm going home to eat, you should go back too." Jiang Fubao pointed at Jiang Kang's home and motioned him to go back.

"Dad, Dad, he's not here." Jiang Kang lowered his head in disappointment.

"Then come to my house for dinner." Jiang Fubao generously invited Jiang Kang.

"No, no, okay." Jiang Kang refused.

He let go of Jiang Fubao's hand and ran towards home on his short legs.

Soon, he disappeared.

"Fubao, what are you doing? Come back for the New Year's Eve dinner. I've made a lot of dishes that you like. Come in quickly. Your uncle and second uncle are going to set off firecrackers soon. Don't let them explode on you."

Zhang Jinlan shouted from the doorway.

Jiang Fubao withdrew his gaze and went in with grandma.

After washing her hands, she sat on a stool in the main room.

On the left is mother, on the right is father.

The table was piled with all kinds of dishes, both meat and vegetarian.

The people at home seemed to know what kind of food she liked, so the plates in front of her were filled with her favorite food.

No need to stand up and grab it.

Just stretch out your arms.

After a while, the sound of firecrackers was heard outside the door.

Jiang Fubao looked at his eldest uncle and second uncle, and ran in through the smoke.

The firecrackers lasted for a full quarter of an hour before they stopped.

At the same time, the sound of firecrackers was heard from all over the village.

It is much more lively than the last time I celebrated the New Year in the village.

Jiang Fubao's bowl was piled high with food, which was given to her by her grandma, grandpa, daddy, mommy, brothers and sisters.

Next to her bowl was a cup filled with hot milk.

Add honey and it tastes sweet.

"Hey, it's snowing outside. Come on, add some charcoal to the stove and close the door. Remember to leave a gap. Tsk tsk, I was wondering why it feels colder than this morning."

Zhang Jinlan shrank her neck and gave instructions to her eldest son.

"Dad, you eat yours, I'll go." said Jiang Tongjin, who was closest to the door of the main room.

"Okay." With his son doing the work for him, Jiang Dahe didn't even move.

In response to the roar, he picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and ate with his mouth full of oil.

Jiang Fubao left the table only after he was full.

She didn't rush to rest, but went to the kitchen to get a clean bowl.

Then he scooped up half a bowl of rice and some soft dishes, then went out with a pair of chopsticks.

The small snowflakes turned into big snowflakes, floating above her head, and before they could melt away, a few more flakes fell.

In the blink of an eye, her hair turned white.

Afraid that the snowflakes would fall on the rice, Jiang Fubao quickly covered the bowl with his hand.

Arrived at Jiang Zhuzi's door.

She found the door open.