Chapter 620 Jiang Sanniu and Jiang Guangyi are offline

Baimei also followed her example and made a wish together.

The conversation between the two sisters was seen by Yang Fengnian who was passing by.

He is one year younger than Yang Ruixue.

He is the grandson of Wanli Yang.

The two are siblings, after all, Yang Wanli only has one son.

His elder sister was about to get married, and whenever Yang Fengnian was at home, he would go to his sister's yard every day to talk to her.

The relationship between the siblings is also very good.

"The young lady said that she will let us out when we turn twenty. Sister, where do you want to go? Get married or go home?" Bai Mei only saw a vague shadow of her home.

She was too young when she was sold.

So I can't remember it at all.

I only remember that my father rarely came home and my mother always beat and scolded her.

"Home? Our home is right here, where else can I find a home? As for getting married, it depends on the situation. If I can't find the right one, I will ask the old lady to let me stay here and continue to be a maid. When I get old, I will be a housewife. Maybe when the young lady comes back to visit her relatives, I can hug the little young master."

Red plum blossoms are older than white plum blossoms.

The memory of home is more profound.

Naturally, she never wanted to go back to that kind of home in her life.

Over the years, she had become indifferent to family affection and only considered herself and her sister as orphans whose relatives had died.

"Okay, I'll go wherever you go, sis."

Bai Mei nodded and responded.

The two left the yard and prepared to help in the kitchen in the backyard.

Yang Fengnian came to his sister's room and told his sister Yang Ruixue what he had just heard.

"They are gentle and kind, but very stupid. How can they use their birthday money to pray for me? Oh, forget it. I'll tell mother about it some other day. I'm afraid they will be cheated if I let them out. I'll just ask mother to find a good family for them. Of course, they have to be willing.

After you get married, you will be protected by our family and given a generous dowry. At least you will not be bullied. Brother, you must strive for honor. If you pass the examination this year, you will be a scholar in the future. I don’t ask you to strive for honor or pass the imperial examination. Just being a scholar will make our parents look up to others.”

"I know, big sister, don't worry, I will definitely win this time."

The brother and sister were talking in whispers as the snow outside fell heavier and heavier, like goose feathers.

There were gusts of cold wind.

Every time the wind blows, it sends a cloud of goose feathers flying in the air.

Jiang Sanniu's socks were soaked as she hunched her neck and carried a bamboo basket to the mountain to dig winter bamboo shoots.

There is no umbrella at home.

The snowflakes fell on her body and turned into water.

After a while, my hair and clothes were wet.

Combined with the cold wind, she was shivering with cold.

"It's so abominable. You let me do all the hard work. Why don't you just die?" Jiang Sanniu was cursing, and it was unclear whether she was cursing Jiang Guangyi or the stupid Fang Silang.

"A-choo——" Jiang Sanniu sneezed.

Two streams of snot came out.

Before she could wipe it off, she accidentally stepped on an open space, tumbled twice, and fell heavily.

Although there was snow on the ground, the ground under the tree was dry and clean. She hit the back of her head on a stone and her knees hit the tree.

Grinning in pain.

"Go to hell, die, all of you die!" At this moment, Jiang Sanniu's eyes were full of hatred.

If she could, she would have hacked the two people in her family to death.

But another gust of cold wind blew across her body, and she became completely awake.

If Fang Silang died, she and her grandfather could throw his body into the mountains and pretend that he fell to death.

You might encounter a jackal, tiger or leopard and be eaten until only the skeleton is left, and you won't even know who is dead.

But what if Grandpa died with Fang Silang?

Not only could she not lift it with her small body, she also couldn't explain it clearly.

That’s it.

Just keep on enduring it.

The following spring, she would sneak into the mountains to dig wild vegetables and pick mushrooms, dry them in the sun, and then sell them in town. Then, when she had saved enough money, she would travel far away.

I heard that Sun Xiaotao, who had married into the village before, ran away with someone.

Life is so good.

It would be great if she could meet a good husband who would take care of her.

It's just that a figure appears in my mind from time to time.

"How come you are so lucky? Why didn't I drown you at that time!" Jiang Sanniu's scarlet eyes seemed to be poisoned. After cursing secretly, she got up from the ground and limped to the bamboo forest to look for bamboo shoots.

It was snowing heavily and all I could see was white.

This was the first time that Jiang Sanniu got lost in the familiar forest and couldn't find the bamboo forest.

She walked further and further inside.

He actually reached the edge of the cliff, and his foot slipped, and he rolled down with the bamboo basket.

His body hit the stone heavily.

The arms and legs were also broken, presenting strange bends.

Jiang Sanniu was in so much pain that her internal organs were probably ruptured. She spat out a mouthful of blood and died.

The blood dyed the thick snow red, the white and red intertwined together, eye-catching.

Jiang Sanniu's eyes were wide open and she couldn't close them.

Until the snowflakes fell on her, and she was gradually buried in the snow.

After waiting for a long time at home without having any food, Fang Silang picked up a firewood stick and hit Jiang Guangyi with a hammer.

Others are stupid.

He didn't know how hard to hit Jiang Guangyi, and hit him on the head with the stick.

The latter's body suddenly went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

After a while, blood started to seep from the back of his head.

Fang Silang screamed in fear. He was afraid of blood and had no idea that Jiang Guangyi was dead. He only knew that he was hungry and that he could get food by beating people with a stick. Seeing Jiang Guangyi lying motionless with blood still oozing out, he ran back into the house, covered his head with a quilt, and shook like a sieve.

At that time, Jiang Fubao's family had already started preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

The children came back from outside after playing snowball fights and making snowmen.

Sit by the stove in the main room to keep warm.

Jiang Fubao changed his shoes and socks, and then he felt much warmer.

Hot milk tea was boiling on the stove, surrounded by preserved fruits and persimmon cakes.

Jiang Fubao took a sip of milk tea and a bite of persimmon cake. The sweet taste made her feel very happy.

"It's so comfortable. My shoes and socks were all wet just now. I was really freezing." Jiang Huanyu took a big sip of milk tea and squinted his eyes comfortably.

"In my opinion, instead of having a snowball fight, you should just play with us and build a snowman. Our shoes and socks are dry, but our hands are a little cold."

Jiang Ruyi also said while holding the cup of milk tea.

Her hands were as cold as radishes.

It looks like you didn't wear gloves when you were making a snowman just now.

"Children, come here and help serve the dishes. We'll set off firecrackers and eat the New Year's Eve dinner soon--" Following Zhang Jinlan's call, the children in the main room got up and went to the kitchen.

They brought out steaming dishes one after another.

It filled two whole tables.

As for the servants, they set up another table in the backyard room.

The dishes are all the same.

"Wow, these are all my favorite dishes. Grandma, you even brought back sausages and bacon. This year's sausages look especially delicious, with less fat and more lean meat. They must be chewy."