"Dad, Mom, you guys make a cup and drink it too. And tell the kid that he can drink malted milk at any age. Truth is learned through practice. If you don't drink it, he definitely won't believe it."
Jiang He: "Okay, I'll get two more bowls and we'll drink too."
Although Jiang Wenzhe felt that Jiang Shushu and the others should not drink malted milk, he did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of his aunt Jiang Shushu. He just pouted and said nothing.
Then each of the five people held a bowl of malted milk and drank it.
After Jiang Wenzhe finished drinking the malted milk, he said according to Chen Feng's instructions: "Malted milk tastes great, Grandpa and Grandma, you are so kind, I love you the most."
Xu Hehua said happily: "As long as you like it, come to grandma next time you want to drink."
"Besides grandpa and grandma, my favorite person is cousin Yijun. He always leaves a portion of his good things for me... I like cousin Yijun very much... When cousin Yijun went back, he was thinner and darker. I even saw cousin Yijun crying secretly... I was very sad... Grandpa and grandma, can you let cousin Yijun live at home? Wenzhe doesn't want to see cousin Yijun sad... Wuuuu, grandpa and grandma, can you let cousin Yijun live at home?"
Jiang Wenzhe cried sadly, but no one came to comfort him.
As soon as Jiang Wenzhe finished speaking, Jiang He and his wife knew the purpose of Jiang Mingli and his family of four coming back. Jiang Wenzhe's words were like a dish of cold water, pouring down on Jiang He and his wife's heart. The family happiness they had been looking forward to was nothing more than a poison wrapped in sugar, so the couple's faces were not very good.
Jiang Shushu drank the remaining malted milk in one gulp and looked at Jiang Wenzhe with particular interest.
What a talent! He's less than six years old, yet he can deliver such a long line so fluently. Not only does he deliver the lines well, but he also delivers them with great emotion. His crying scenes come naturally, and he's definitely a potential Best Actor.
Jiang Shushu decided to add some more wood to make the fire burn brighter, and said to Jiang Wenzhe, "Wenzhe, have you forgotten the words? You haven't memorized enough. Some of the words don't sound smooth. Are you playing too much and not memorizing them carefully?"
When Jiang Wenzhe heard that he had missed out on memorizing words, he immediately stopped crying and retorted confidently, "That's impossible. I just recited them to my mom, and she praised me for my good memorization. She even said she'll ask grandma to make me some braised pork when she gets home."
Jiang Wenzhe regretted it as soon as he finished speaking and quickly covered his mouth with his little hand.
Oh, oh, oh, Mom told me not to tell anyone that she taught me these things, so why did I say them? What should I do? What should I do? Will Mom scold me?
When Jiang He and his wife heard this, their faces turned even darker. Xu Hehua was so angry that she covered her chest with her hands, and just sat there crying without saying a word.
Jiang Shushu glanced at Xu Hehua and then looked away. "It's better to suffer a short pain than a long one. Cry if you want to!" If after today, Xu Hehua is still so passionate and selfless, then don't blame me for not giving her face.
Jiang Shushu gently took Jiang Wenzhe's hand away from his mouth and said softly, "Don't cover it anymore. Auntie won't tell your mother that you're a slow talker."
Jiang Wenzhe affirmed: "I didn't memorize less, there are clearly only these many words." He had been memorizing for so many days, how could he have memorized less?
"Maybe I wasn't paying attention and missed it."
Jiang Wenzhe nodded his head and said, "Yes, aunt, you must have missed it."
"Those words you just said were taught to you by your mother and grandmother. Does your father know?"
Jiang Wenzhe lowered his head and said nothing.
"Why don't you say anything? Then I'll go ask your dad." Jiang Shushu stood up and pretended to walk towards the door.
Jiang Wenzhe became anxious when he heard this, "Auntie, don't go, Dad doesn't know." If Dad knew, he would definitely spank me.
Jiang Shushu sat back down and continued asking, "Does your mother and grandmother usually talk about your grandparents? What do they talk about? Does she scold your grandparents?"
Jiang Wenzhe frowned and said very quickly, "I don't know."
With this reaction, it would be strange if I didn’t know.
Jiang Shushu decided to play a trick on Jiang Wenzhe. He was a grown man, and he didn't believe he could outsmart a little kid. "You can't fool me. I, your aunt, know everything. Not only do I know your mother scolded your grandparents, I also know what they were scolding. Do you believe it?" Jiang Shushu said, giving Jiang Wenzhe a big smile.
"I don't believe it."
Jiang Shushu thought of the day before yesterday when he accidentally heard Chen Feng secretly cursing the elders of Jiangjia Village behind their backs, and immediately pretended to be sure and said: "The country bumpkin has cursed before, right?"
Jiang Wenzhe looked at Jiang Shushu as if to ask, "How do you know?"
"Looking at your expression, I know I'm right. Now you know I didn't lie to you."
Jiang Wenchen, who had been sitting quietly drinking malted milk, suddenly spoke up, "Auntie is amazing, you're just an old fool."
"Wenchen, your mom also called your grandparents old and geriatric, didn't she? You're amazing, you even remembered that." Jiang Shushu's smile wasn't reflected in her eyes. Chen Feng was truly kind, scolding her elders like that in front of her son, unafraid that he'd grow up and imitate her, treating them like geriatric and geriatric. Children are great at imitating, their values gradually forming from the time they're old enough to understand. Things ingrained in their bones from childhood won't easily change, even as they grow up.
Jiang Wenchen clapped his hands happily. "I'm awesome, mom is awesome, I'm going to be awesome in the future."
Jiang Shushu sent the two children out to play, then turned to Jiang He and his wife and said, "Dad, Mom, what are you going to do?"
Xu Hehua burst into tears: "How can Chen Feng be so vicious? She can't tolerate us."
Jiang Shushu ignored Xu Hehua. "Hmph, it's not like I've known Chen Feng for a long time. Who is she? She's been wronged so many times, don't you know what's going on?" "Cry, cry, cry, you just know how to cry. Crying is useless. She scolded you, so why don't you scold her back?"
Jiang He suppressed his anger, tears welling up in his eyes: "Let them leave early tomorrow morning, and from now on we will be like distant relatives, each living our own life."
The old man was not cruel enough and did not let the family of four leave immediately. At this time, there were no cars to the provincial capital. If Jiang Mingli and his family of four left now, they would definitely be talked about by the people in the brigade. This was to give Jiang Mingli enough dignity.
Jiang Shushu suddenly thought of a sentence: Parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run.
But Jiang He's efforts were likely to fall on deaf ears. Chen Feng had resorted to such ruthless tactics as enduring humiliation, sleeping on straw and tasting gall, and even resorting to tactics like "not giving up the child, not trapping the wolf." If she didn't achieve her goal, how could she willingly leave? There was probably more trouble to come.
"Then I'll listen to Dad." Things have come to this point, there is no need for him to be the bad guy.
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