Chapter 63 Black Heart Bun

The original owner's body was only three years old.

Jiang Fubao knew he couldn't help her.

He could only take out a piece of candy from the space and put it in Jiang Siniu's palm.

The cylindrical toffee is wrapped in a layer of glutinous rice paper.

Jiang Siniu, who was originally crying, was stunned for a moment.

"Sister Fubao, what is milk candy?" Because she cried for too long, she hiccuped while speaking.

"It's candy made from milk. It's delicious. Try it."

Seeing that she was reluctant to eat it, Jiang Fubao picked up the candy and stuffed it into her mouth.

Sweetness spreads instantly.

"Mm, so sweet. This is my first time eating candy. Every time Daddy comes back from town, he will bring candy to my brother. I want to eat it, but Mom says that a loser doesn't deserve to eat candy. This time, it was because my third sister stole my brother's candy and made him cry. Mom heard it and complained to Mom that I stole the candy, so Mom beat me."

Thinking of the sad things, Jiang Siniu's mood became depressed again.

"Si Niu, since your third sister always bullies you, why don't you learn from her and complain to your mother? Your mother won't believe you or her anyway. In the future, just be a little sweeter and your mother won't beat you."

After saying this, Jiang Fubao always felt like an old witch who instigated children to do bad things.

But she had no other choice.

Zhou Gaier is simply a crazy woman, even though she is also a woman.

But I love men as much as my life.

She usually beats or scolds her own daughter, and often hits her.

It's absolutely abominable.

Jiang Siniu was only five years old, just a child, too young to protect herself, let alone escape.

Here, if you want to go to other places, you need a pass.

Similar to an ID card and a pass.

When passing through the city gate and being checked by guards, if the pass you produced did not match your identity, or if you had no pass at all, you would be arrested and taken to jail.

Moreover, the ancient times were very chaotic. If a woman went out alone, there was a high chance that she would be abducted or even raped and murdered.

She dare not give any rash advice.

Since you can't escape, you might as well be smarter.

If you speak sweeter, you might get beaten less.

Jiang Siniu is just too honest, and her personality is completely opposite to Jiang Sanniu.

"Tell Mom about it? But if I tell Mom about it, my third sister will also be beaten."

It seemed like Jiang Siniu heard this for the first time. She blinked in confusion, with tears still on her eyelashes for a long time.

"Your third sister doesn't like you. She has hurt you. Why do you care about her? If you don't want to be beaten in the future, say more good things about your mother, praise her, and be sweeter..."

Jiang Fubao pulled Jiang Siniu to sit down on the spot.

Persuaded for a long time.

She even forgot that her body was still that of a three-year-old child.

Fortunately, Jiang Siniu is only five years old.

If there were adults present, they would be scared to death to hear Jiang Fubao say those overly mature words, thinking that she was possessed by a ghost.

"You're right, Sister Fubao, thank you so much, I know what to do. Oh, Third Sister always says bad things about you at home, you'd better be careful. If she comes to see you again, don't go out with her. What if she pushes you into the river again? Sister Fubao, go home quickly, I have to go back too, or mother will find out."

After looking at the sky, Jiang Siniu pulled Jiang Fubao away from the river.

Go home.

Even Jiang Fubao doesn’t know.

After tonight, the innocent and kind Jiang Siniu will gradually turn into a black-hearted person.

"Where have you been, you damn girl? You're not happy if you don't make me angry all day long."

As soon as she walked into the house, Jiang Siniu was scolded by Zhou Gaier.

"Mom, I was wrong. I didn't want you to be unhappy, so I thought of walking away. Mom, I won't feel better if I can't see me. Don't be angry, it's all my fault. Si Niu was wrong. Mom, please hit me, don't let your anger hurt yourself."

At this moment, Jiang Siniu remembered Jiang Fubao's words.

This was the first time she flattered someone.

Zhou Gaier was about to take action, but suddenly he was stunned.

"Why would I hit you? My hands hurt from hitting you too much. Go back to your room. It's annoying to look at you."

Jiang Siniu, who escaped the disaster, believed Jiang Fubao's words from then on.

One night passed.

The Jiang family began digging the foundation.

The men were busy working, and the women and children went to the mountains.

Jiang Fubao, who got up late, sat alone with a small bowl in his hand, watching the helpers work.

The temperature is not high in the early morning.

But all the men were shirtless.

After working for a while, I was sweating all over.

Don't look at them because they are thin.

After working on the farm for a long time, his body is covered with thin muscles.

Just looking at it gives me strength.

Jiang Fubao, who looks three years old but is already 22 years old at heart, couldn't take his eyes off her.

"What's so interesting about digging the foundation, kid? You've even stopped eating because of it. Mud is flying everywhere. Don't get it on yourself. Go, eat at the door."

Jiang Dahe carried his niece to the door of his home along with the bench.

Jiang Fubao was so angry that his mouth was pouted.

"Excuse me, is this Auntie Zhang's house?"

At this time, a man in his thirties walked to the door of Jiang's house and asked.

"Yes, who are you? What do you want to see my mother about? She has gone to the mountain." Jiang Dahe put his niece down and looked at him in confusion.

"I am Qian Wanjiang, the son of matchmaker Qian. My mother sent me to tell Aunt Zhang to meet the girl at my house at the end of the morning hour tomorrow. Don't be late."

"It's you. Come in and sit for a while. I'll pour you a glass of water."

Jiang Dahe originally wanted to invite Qian Wanjiang in.

But Qian Wanjiang waved his hands.

He made an excuse that he had something to do at home and turned away.

Another day has passed.

As promised, Zhang Jinlan took her eldest son and his family of three, and Jiang Fubao to Qian's matchmaker's house.

People deliberately asked us not to be late.

So when I entered the door, it was just the beginning of the morning.

"Grandma, we're early."

Jiang Fubao sat on a chair, holding a glass of water and speaking.

"You just have to come early so that you can leave a good impression on the girl's family." Zhang Jinlan smiled and explained patiently.

She chatted with Matchmaker Qian for a while.

The girl's family came.

He seems to be a polite person.

Jiang Fubao put down the cup and looked up.

The girl this time was a little ugly, but she had fair skin. As the saying goes, "a white complexion hides three uglinesses", and she looked pretty.

The clothes were made of coarse cloth, more expensive than linen, and had no patches on them.

I guess her family loves her very much.

After chatting for two quarters of an hour, the two families finally started to discuss the matter in detail.

"My daughter Yuanlan is the youngest of three siblings. We have spoiled her since she was little. To be honest, when we first heard that your family was from Jiangjia Village, we were quite hesitant. After all, Jiangjia Village is notoriously poor. Who would be willing to marry their child there to suffer? Right? Don't be angry. I am a straightforward person and I don't beat around the bush. Since you have come to see me, it means I am sincere.

It was matchmaker Qian who told me that you treat your granddaughter very well, and I thought you were not the kind of family that favors boys over girls, so we agreed to meet her. Today, I see that she is indeed not bad. Your granddaughter has been raised by you to be plump and white, like a lucky doll. "