Chapter 75: Just a Life



Chapter 75: Just a worthless life After

staggering back to Funan Commune, Jiang Yu felt her butt hurt from sitting.

After finally returning to Nanhe Village, Wang Meili looked at the things in her hand and smiled as if they were worthless.

"This little He is too polite. A few vegetables are worthless. How can you take them back?"

She stretched out her hand to take the things in Jiang Yu's hand.

Jiang Yu dodged, "Mom, this is not something He Tingyue took. I bought it for Wang Zhaodi."

Wang Meili's face darkened, "There is no one at home, but you are so ungrateful and bought it for an outsider first! She is not your family, what does her marriage have to do with you!"

Jiang Yu ignored her and put the kettle back into the house.

She didn't plan to give it to Wang Yunshan now, thinking that she would give it to her when Wang Yunshan got married. If she

gave it to her now, it would probably be snatched away before Wang Yunshan could even get warm in her arms.

"Jiang Yu! Jiang Yu!"

Speak of the devil, Wang Yunshan is here.

Jiang Yu walked out immediately, "How did you know I was back?"

Wang Yunshan glanced at Wang Meili and felt that she seemed to be somewhat hostile to her, which was inexplicable.

"Ignore her, let's go out and talk." Jiang Yu pulled her out.

Wang Yunshan smiled, secretly rolled up her sleeves, and showed a silver bracelet.

"Is it beautiful?"

Jiang Yu's eyes lit up and nodded vigorously.

"It's beautiful! Who gave it to you?"

Wang Yunshan's face was rarely shy: "Who else could it be."

"Lin Chenghui?"

"He just gave it to me today, saying that it was given to me by his mother as a daughter-in-law, and he also gave me an extra fifty yuan."

Wang Yunshan's family wanted a hundred yuan, but later, with her and Lin Chenghui singing the same tune, the betrothal gift was reduced to fifty.

Lin Chenghui said that he would still give a hundred yuan, fifty to her parents, and fifty to her as pocket money.

Wang Yunshan was very touched that he could think of her like this.

No man had ever been willing to protect her like this.

Although Jiang Yu had never met Lin Chenghui and didn't know him,

it could be seen from these things that he should be a good person.

"I feel relieved that he treats you well."

Wang Yunshan put away her smile and changed the subject: "I just passed by your aunt's family's house and heard her and Jiang Li scolding you. How did you offend them?"

Jiang Yu snorted and laughed, "How could I offend them? I found a good partner, which is an offense to them."

She even suspected that Jiang Li went to the city today just for He Tingyue, but she had no evidence.

"No more talking, I'll go home first, you should be married and prepare to be the most beautiful bride in two days!"

Wang Yunshan also began to look forward to this marriage, and even her back was full of joy.

Jiang Yu did not go home directly, but went to find Jiang Li.

Before she even stepped into the door, she heard Yang Cuilan scolding Jiang Ye, as ugly as it could be.

It's strange to say, Yang Cuilan has two sons and one daughter. The first two, Jiang Tong and Jiang Li, are very much loved by her, but this Jiang Ye, it's as if he is not her biological son.

Jiang Yu paused at the door, and then saw Jiang Ye running out from inside, almost bumping into her.

I don't know how Yang Cuilan beat him, but his head was broken.

Jiang Yu's heart jumped, this is a beating to death!

Seeing Yang Cuilan chasing out, Jiang Yu stepped forward and blocked in front of Jiang Ye.

"Auntie!" She shouted loudly, which really shocked Yang Cuilan.

Yang Cuilan said sarcastically, "This is incredible. You are worthy of marrying a cadre in the city. You dare to yell at your elders."

Jiang Yu looked back at Jiang Ye. The blood on his forehead was slowly flowing down. He looked very creepy.

She quickly took out a handkerchief to hold it for him.

"This won't work. Go find Grandpa Zhang to get medicine."

Old man Zhang was a barefoot doctor in their village. Later he went to the commune health center.

He should have gone home by now.

Jiang Yu was about to leave with Jiang Ye, but then she heard Yang Cuilan scolding, "What medicine? Just a bastard!"

Jiang Yu frowned, "Isn't he your child? He is a bastard, then what are you?"

She really didn't understand. They were both children born by Yang Cuilan. What was the difference? Why did she treat them differently?

Yang Cuilan choked and avoided her gaze.

She didn't know if it was Jiang Yu's illusion, but she always felt that Yang Cuilan looked a little guilty.

But in Jiang Ye's situation, she was in no mood to argue with Yang Cuilan.

"Come on, I'll take you to see Grandpa Zhang!"

Jiang Ye lowered his head, "No, it will be fine in a few days."

Just like Yang Cuilan said, his life was not worth taking medicine.

He had also wondered why Yang Cuilan treated her children differently even though they were both hers.

Not only was he not as favored as Jiang Tong and Jiang Li, he was also the punching bag in the family.

Something like today would never happen to the two of them.

But this question will never have an answer, there is no solution.

Jiang Yu was in a complicated mood, "Why are you so stupid? She wants to beat you, and you let her beat you? Won't you hide?"

Jiang Ye smiled bitterly, "Nanhe Village is so small, where can I hide?"

Jiang Yu pursed his lips, said no more, and pulled him to find Old Man Zhang.

Children are often beaten in the village, but there are not many children as old as Jiang Ye who are still beaten.

There are even fewer who are beaten like this.

They are all their own children, at most they will be beaten a few times on the fleshy buttocks, who would beat them to death.

"Grandpa Zhang, Jiang Ye will be okay, right?"

Old Man Zhang shook his head, "He probably doesn't have a concussion, it's just a superficial injury, it looks a bit scary."

Not only was it scary, it looked like a bloody head.

Jiang Yu asked how much it would cost to have Old Man Zhang bandage the wound.

Old Man Zhang waved his hands and said, "It doesn't cost much, take him away. Be careful these days and don't touch water."

Jiang Yu didn't say anything, but still left a dollar on his desk.

Jiang Ye was confused as he watched Jiang Yu walk in front.

He had dreamed of this scene countless times, someone could stand up and protect him once.

But he didn't expect that this person would be Jiang Yu.

If only she was his real sister.

"Next time she hits you, you should hide, don't stand there stupidly and let her hit you."

Jiang Ye hummed and drooped his eyelids again.

Jiang Yu thought that Jiang Tong and Jiang Li both looked like Yang Cuilan, with small eyes like a slit.

This Jiang Ye is different. His eyes are a bit like peach blossom eyes, and a bit like almond eyes. He is very beautiful.

He doesn't look like Yang Cuilan's.

Jiang Yu suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Jiang Ye.

He looks not only like Yang Cuilan, but also not like Jiang Yongguo.

"Sister Jiang Yu, why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Yu pursed her lips and shook her head.

"Nothing. I remember you went to high school before. Did you graduate?"

"No, I studied for a year, and my mother didn't let me go anymore." Jiang Ye replied with a lonely look.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and remembered something.

Speaking of Jiang Ye going to high school, it was also news in Nanhe Village.

Jiang Tong studied in junior high school for a total of six years, and repeated it again and again, but because his scores were too low, no high school was willing to recruit him.

But Jiang Tong insisted on studying, and Yang Cuilan was used to him, so she let him go.

Jiang Ye was different. He had good grades since he was young and was admitted to high school with the first place.

But Yang Cuilan didn't let him study, saying that the family couldn't afford it.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but think that Old Lady Ye was partial to the youngest, and she was not as extreme as Yang Cuilan.

Could it be that he was really not Yang Cuilan's son?

When this idea came out, Jiang Yu was shocked.


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