Chapter 404: Snow Melts Back to Town (Part 1)

My son’s hair hasn’t grown yet.

What is he saying this for?

This is a bit hasty.

"Okay, son, go to sleep quickly." After coaxing his son to sleep, Jiang Zhuzi suffered from insomnia. He kept thinking about Sun Xiaotao in his mind.

It’s not that I still like it, I just can’t help being angry.

If Sun Xiaotao really wants to leave, she should just talk to him nicely. The worst that can happen is they can just get a divorce.

Is it necessary to run?

He also took away all the money in the house. During that time, he lived a life worse than death. If it weren't for his son, he would have wanted to die.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Jiang Zhuzi simply got up and went outside to get some fresh air.

After shivering with cold, he finally calmed down and went back to sleep.

On the second and third days of the New Year, the snow was deep and carriages could not pass easily, so the Jiang family did not go to the town to pay New Year's greetings.

Instead, they continued to stay at home, eating, drinking, chatting and having fun, and lived a very comfortable life.

By the fourth day, the snow had melted a little.

They just left Jiangjia Village.

Wanyu got married before the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Tongmu took Wanyu back to her parents' home to pay New Year's greetings.

Jiang Fubao, his grandpa, parents and parents went to Sanshan School together.

During the New Year, not only ordinary people but even the county magistrate had to rest, so when she arrived at the Dong family, Jiang Fubao saw her godfather and brother Bujiu playing chess, while her godmother and godfather stood on their left and right watching.

"Grandpa, godfather, godmother, brother Bujiu, grandmother Rong, I'm here——"

Jiang Fubao called everyone in the room, leaving no one out.

"Oh, my dear granddaughter is here. Grandpa guessed that you would come today. The snow outside has melted a lot. Look, your grandma Rong cooked you red bean sweet soup with soft and sticky rice cakes in the morning. Our Fubao loves to eat this, right?"

The moment Dong Wei saw Jiang Fubao, his feet involuntarily took two steps forward.

I wanted to hug my granddaughter.

But my granddaughter is eight years old now.

After thinking for a while, he opened his arms and then lowered them.

But Jiang Fubao rushed over and hugged Dong Wei's arm.

"Grandpa, did you miss me? I miss you every day. If you didn't miss me, I would be angry~" Nowadays, an eight-year-old is only in the third grade of elementary school, and a little later may only be in the second grade.

It's normal to have a close relationship with your grandpa.

Jiang Fubao didn't think there was anything wrong.

We're not outside here, there's no outsiders here, and there's no need to pretend.

"Yes, Grandpa misses Fubao. Look, my granddaughter is already eight years old. Time flies so fast. Fubao needs to grow up slowly, otherwise Grandpa is afraid that in the blink of an eye, our Fubao will be old enough to get married."

Dong Wei felt a little emotional.

When I first met this little girl, she was only three years old.

Now five years have passed.

Time really flies.

"Okay, I will grow up slowly and let Grandpa grow up with me." Jiang Fubao nodded obediently.

Then he took Dong Wei's hand, sat on the couch, and took his pulse.

Years ago, grandpa caught a cold. Although he recovered, Jiang Fubao was still a little worried.

"Look, this little doctor of ours is quite competent. He asked to take my pulse as soon as he came. Don't worry, my dear granddaughter, grandpa is already well." Dong Wei stroked his beard with one hand and said with a smile.

"This child is like this. At home, she would check on me and her grandfather from time to time, fearing that we were not feeling well. She has been worrying since she was little."

Zhang Jinlan picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea.

Started chatting with Dong Wei.

Jiang Shoujia occasionally interjected.

As for Zhang Yanzi and Jiang Siyin, they put the gifts they brought on the table and chatted with Meng Bujiu's parents.

The chess piece was taken away halfway through the game.

"Come, come, eat it while it's hot. We started cooking it before dawn. The red beans have become sandy. Fubao, this is yours." Granny Rong and the maid brought a few bowls of red bean and rice cake soup.

She simply took out Jiang Fubao's special bowl from the pile of bowls.

It is made of pure white jade.

There are six Chinese characters for "Fu" and some flower petals carved on the outside.

This is the birthday gift Dong Wei gave to Jiang Fubao.

Jiang Fubao placed it in Dong's house. Every time he came here to eat, he would use this bowl.

At home, she used the wooden bowls and chopsticks that her father and grandfather made for her.

The red and white red bean rice cake soup looks delicious served in a white jade bowl.

Jiang Fubao took it, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, blew on it and put it in his mouth, thinking of testing the temperature.

I didn't expect it to be hot at all.

"Thank you, Grandma Rong~" Jiang Fubao knew that Grandma Rong must have helped her cool down in advance.

She is most afraid of perms.

Grandma Xie Rong still remembers it.

"What are you thanking me for? Why are you being polite to your mother-in-law?" The old man and the child looked at each other.

Both of them understood each other tacitly.

"Brother Bujiu, what will happen to you this year?" The adults gathered together to chat. After Jiang Fubao finished his red bean rice cake soup, he sat next to Meng Bujiu, holding his chin and asked.

"Well, Dad said I'm fine now. Fubao, wait for good news from your brother. If you win, I'll take you to Jiangnan for a tour and broaden your horizons. It's very prosperous there."

Meng Bujiu touched Jiang Fubao's head.

There was a slight smile on his lips and his thick eyebrows were raised.

He was already seventeen years old, with a dignified appearance, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and bright eyes. Even when he sat there, he didn't say a word.

It also makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

It was the first time that Jiang Fubao realized that her brother Bujiu was so handsome.

His facial features combine the best qualities of his godfather and stepmother. His skin is fair and the curve of his jaw angle looks just like it was drawn.

Like a model's look.

Especially her hair, which was thick and black and tied up high with a crown.

He looks very elegant and handsome.

There is not a single flaw to be found on Hun's body.

Even the sound is very nice.

"Brother Bujiu, I want to ask you a secret, are there any girls who like you?" Jiang Fubao suddenly became curious. Brother Bujiu is so handsome, there must be a lot of girls who like him.

I don’t know what kind of person her future sister-in-law will be.

Is she the daughter of a merchant or is she the same as Brother Bujiu?

My father is also an official.

"No, why are you asking that, Fubao? Did someone teach you something?" Meng Bujiu thought Jiang Fubao had learned something bad. Such a tiny little girl actually understood the relationship between men and women. His handsome eyebrows instantly knitted together.

A little angry.

"Uh, no, I just thought that brother Jue was too handsome, so I asked." Jiang Fubao was very good at observing people's expressions.

Although she didn't know why her brother was angry.

"You kid, my brother is a man, how can I describe him as good-looking? Don't worry, my brother won't get married until he passes the imperial examination."

Only then did Meng Bujiu relax his brows.

"If you meet a girl you like, you should marry her home. Otherwise, wait until you get pregnant before marrying her and she will run away with someone else. Then you will not be able to blame me and will just slap your thigh and cry under the quilt." Jiang Fubao looked a little anxious.

You can still take the imperial examinations even if you are married.