Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

The rain didn't stop.

Brother came back during meal time.

Holding a bag of roasted potatoes.

When I came back wearing my raincoat, the corners of my new clothes were also wet.

Jiang Feng smiled happily.

Because I can carry things around the house in the first year of junior high school, and I can carry things around the house throughout the next year.

Before the meal, everyone was given a roasted potato.

It's a bit like sweet potatoes, but the taste doesn't seem to be right. When Jiang Mianmian has been eaten, it will be a little bitter, but after roasting, it has an aroma and the bitterness is not that strong.

In the first year of junior high school, I have to accept whatever others give me.

Young Master Zi looked at the long and crooked Tugua, and his face was as curled as Tugua.

Then she watched Jiang Xiaogui pick up the skin of the melon with her little hands, and her hands suddenly turned black, but she didn't care at all, just to take a hot bite, and wiped the corners of her mouth with her hands while eating, but because of her My hands are dark, so the corners of my mouth are getting darker as I rub them~~

Jiang Mianmian saw the little kid staring at her while eating.

She gave him a sweet smile.

Young Master Zi also smiled.

so dirty!

Jiang Feng helped peel his melon, put it on a small plate, and gave him a spoon and chopsticks.

Jiang Feng was very good at observing words and emotions, and instinctively knew that this young master Zi wanted to be clean and was unwilling to take action.

He prepared the potato for Young Master Zi, and then carefully wiped his sister's face.

He pinched her nose.

Then the family eats together.

All the dishes for lunch were cooked by Jiang Yu.

Seeing A Cui get married, Jiang Yu lost his composure.

When she didn't speak today, Jiang Mianmian felt that her sister had grown up and matured overnight, and she felt like a big sister.

Had lunch.

The rain is gradually decreasing.

But it was colder.

Winter rain freezes bones.

Jiang Mianmian took a nap consciously. Children can grow taller if they sleep more.

But other people don't have the habit of taking naps.

People at this time did not have the habit of taking a nap or eating three meals a day.

The family thought it was Mianmian still a baby, so it was not surprising that she had to sleep.

But today at noon, Young Master Zi also went to bed.

Jiang Mianmian got up after sleeping for an hour.

Enough sleep.

Get up and feel refreshed.

Children are very energetic and need to be vented.

The main reason is that there are too few things that children can do.

It’s nothing more than scratching and rolling.

When I was a kid, I was crawling around on the ground, but when I grew up, I was crawling around in society!

The rain had subsided at noon, and now it's raining again, so I can't go to the yard to play yet.

Jiang Xiaoshu seemed to have entered a belated hibernation in the past two days, lazily motionless, and she could only have fun by herself.

Dad and brother will like to rub her head.

My sister seemed to be whispering something to my mother-in-law.

Jiang Mianmian is going to play with guests.

After all, the guest is closer to her in age.

Of course, on the other hand, she still has some utilitarian ideas.

Her father defected to another family's father. In theory, he was the leader's son, and she could be responsible for pleasing him at home.

Anyway, she does nothing but eat, and contributes a little bit of Weibo’s social power.

When she grows up, she may become socially fearful and not dare to do anything.

It’s okay to be embarrassed when you’re a kid.

Jiang Mianmian carried her little robe and waddled up to the tall man. She looked up at him and said in a sweet voice, "Uncle Heita, I'm looking for Brother Xiaochong to play with."

The sound of her little breasts is invincible, shameful and beautiful.

Jiang Mianmian felt that no one would reject such a little Kuai.

Sure enough, Heita was guarding to prevent a fly from entering the young master's house, but he turned sideways and let the little cub push the door open and go in.

It was not cold in the room. There were two fire buckets, which were made by throwing charcoal into clay pots. The pots were made of bamboo and could be carried around.

Because it is an earth-timber house with a combination of earth walls and wood, there is no need to worry about being beaten to death by smoke.

This is a guest house. When the young master came to stay, it was changed into a room for him to stay.

When Jiang Mianmian came in, the little kid was still sleeping.

rolled into a ball.

She saw that he was sleeping and felt that she should not disturb him, so she was taking small steps to go out.

Then I heard a cry: "Dad."

Jiang Mianmian's short legs paused.

Somewhat sympathetic.

Babies usually call mother or mother unconsciously, but Zi Xiaochong never called mother once when he was born.

She looked back and saw that the other person seemed to be awake.

Or had a nightmare?

Jiang Mianmian walked back to him out of curiosity.

Zi Xiaochong frowned and looked pale, as if something was not normal.

She shouted softly: "Brother Chong?"

No one responded, no movement.

She shouted again: "Zi Congheng?"

Still no movement.

"Zi Xiaochong?"

A pair of eyes suddenly opened, it was pitch black without any light.

Like ink.

Jiang Mianmian was shocked.

People with many whites in their eyes sometimes look a bit scary, but people without whites can also be scary.

Is this waking up or not waking up?

Jiang Mianmian shouted again: "Brother Chong?"

Zi Congheng regained consciousness.

Seeing the person in front of him, the green onion on her head was crooked. He wanted to help her straighten it, but he felt that he didn't have the strength to get up.

He said, "Can you climb up?"

Jiang Mianmian nodded.

Although she is small, it is not difficult for her to climb the bed.

She put her hands on the edge of the bed, tried to lift one leg up, and then slipped to the ground with a squeak.

She didn't cry, she stood up again and continued climbing.

After unremitting efforts, I finally made a splash and climbed into bed successfully.

Successfully put himself down on the bed.

Jiang Mianmian crawled to Young Master Zi, and then Young Master Zi reached out and pulled her hair.

Jiang Mianmian:......

Forget it, looking at how sweaty he was, he was probably having a nightmare.

"Brother Chong, did you dream about your father?"

Zi Congheng shook his head.

No.

He opened his eyes and forgot about his dream.

The room was dark and dim because it was gloomy outside.

He stared at the cub in front of him. She was sitting in front of him seriously, like a little Bodhisattva, with her legs crossed, looking at him curiously. At this moment, he actually forgot to dislike her being dirty.

He pinched her cheek gently.

He saw her eyes wide open and staring at him in confusion.

He said: "You don't understand even if I pinch you. Anyway, you will definitely not remember it in the future. Children at this age cannot remember things. That's what adults say."

Jiang Mianmian reached out her hand and pinched it back without ceremony.

Children are not responsible anyway.

In addition, she remembers it for a lifetime, hum.

Zi Congheng's face was gently pinched by the little cub's hand, but it was a little painful and he said: "Adults sometimes say wrong things, because I remember, I remember what happened when I was a child, I remember my mother-in-law gave birth to me. I bled a lot, struggled all night, and finally opened my eyes. I remember that I couldn't cry or laugh, and my father found the best miracle doctor in the world for me. The miracle doctor said that I had a brain disease, and that I had a disease in my brain. This thing can’t live to be ten years old, I’m six years old this year, I can live another four years.”

"My father has adopted many adopted sons and found many brothers for me. My father raised longevity turtles for me. My father wants to rebel because the miracle doctor said that there may be medicine in the palace that can save my life."

Jiang Mianmian was stunned.

She sat in front of the brat.

At first he said he remembered that she thought she had met a fellow villager.

As a result, he actually said that he remembered the way his mother died, and that his father asked a miracle doctor to conclude that he would not live to be ten years old.

What kind of desperate life is this?

What would you do if you already knew the ending would be so tragic?

wrong.

His face felt so hot when she pinched it just now.

Jiang Mianmian reached out and touched his forehead again.

"hot!"

It's not because he has a fever that he's talking nonsense.

No wonder she felt so warm that it was almost burning.

Jiang Mianmian climbed to the bedside, took the cup and looked at the half-full cup of water in it, added Lingquan into it, and took it over unsteadily.

Sure enough, Zi Xiaochong, who had been chattering just now, closed his eyes again.

She brought the water to his mouth, stretched out her hand and pinched his mouth open, like a sister feeding her sticky rice, and poured the water into Zi Xiaochong's mouth.

Then he cried at the top of his lungs: "Auntie, daddy!"

Zi Congheng felt that he was being fed water.

Opening his eyes, he saw Jiang Xiaogui sitting in front of him crying.

I couldn't help laughing again.

Life was actually very good. Even though he knew when he would die, it was good to see his father ambitious enough to rebel and struggle every day.It was also nice to see his brothers fighting each other and showing affection towards him.It's good to see Mr. Zhu take the trouble to reason with him.Watching Jiang Xiaogui cry and howl is also good.

His life is very short.

If not to be hopeful, what to be hopeful about? (Note 1)

Be hopeful, because the scenery on the road is different, and the people on the road are also different.

He passed out. Before he passed out, he thought that Jiang Xiaogui's foot had stepped on his hand.

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