The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 34 Retribution

  Jiang Huailu refused her brother to dress her.

  She is no longer a child of one or two years old.

  Furthermore, even if the savior shed tears, he still needs people to wear clothes, which is simply too shameful.

   is detrimental to majesty and cannot be convinced.

  Xiao Huailu had breakfast, and then hooked his finger at his brother.

  Jiang Huaian immediately extended his head to cooperate with her. "What's wrong? Do you still have a secret to tell your brother? Could it be that you wet the bed again?" Jiang Huaian moved his eyebrows and looked at her seriously.

   "Don't worry, we said it before. As long as you pee in the bed, I pee, I pee! My mother will never spank you!" Jiang Huaian stretched out a few fingers to swear.

  Little Huailu's face turned red all at once, burning like a monkey buttocks.

   Seeing this guy really cocked his mouth, then he stopped joking.

  Jiang Huaian approached, and he smelled a strange fruity scent between the wings of his nose.

  Fruit aroma.

  Naturally there was no shortage in the former Jiang Mansion, but now the exiled Jiang Family, where would they be willing to buy such a luxury?

  The fresh and dripping apple is right next to his mouth. Today, grandmother still wants to eat some fruit. The father and the second uncle were filial, and immediately let the mother go out to find them.

   only gave the mother two taels of silver.

  Mother brought back three dry oranges and apples. The fruit is much worse than the one in the hands of my sister.

  This grandmother is still calm, yin and yang strangely suspect that her mother has deducted the money from her father.

  In the morning he saw his mother wiping tears.

  "Where did you get this fruit?" Jiang Huaian took a breath, and the Shulingling fruit made him swallow. As soon as he turned around, he opened the new cabinet that his mother bought yesterday, hid it in, and added a lock.

  Xiao Huailu smiled and said, "A sister gave it." After speaking, he ran away with his little short legs.

  Jiang Huaian wondered whether she had gone out this morning?

  When Jiang Huailu came out, the yard that was still dirty yesterday would have been much more tidy. It didn't rain today, the ground was dry, and my grandfather filled the yard with stones.

  Mother was just lying on the floor scrubbing the doors and windows.

"One by one, do I have to wait until my dozens-year-old old lady will take care of you? It's not something to worry about." Liu scolded a few times with a calm face, and he could bear it in exile. Now settled down, this huge one The gap suddenly made her moody.

As    was talking, the wing on the right suddenly remembered a mournful cry.

  Liu’s eyelids twitched. It was because she was partial to Genji, but this child was too capable of crying.

  Tossing everyone hardly day and night.

  Yesterday Genji thought that he would have a good rest in the famine, but the child cried all night. Genji hugged him all night. Today, his back pained, but Jiang Yuqing's distressed son cried and went in to help.

   "I don't even care about a child, what's the matter with you!" Second Uncle Jiang's complaint also sounded inside the house.

Jiang Huai'an snickered and whispered: "Second aunt hugged all night, and this morning she still yelled about pain or something, and didn't know where it hurts. It seems that we are all crying. This will make the second uncle and Jiang Huai linger and hug each other. Well. The kid doesn't know what's going on, and he almost tossed the family to death."

  You said he was crying at night, but he also cried during the day.

  It's like tossing the family for fun.

  Jiang Huailu grinned, saying that he was a debt collector, and he would only get more and more excessive.

   "Mother, my sister and I are going to see what's going on in the city." Jiang Huaian picked up her sister and went to the next door to Grandma Zhu's house.

  In the house, Mrs. Liu has a dark face.

  (End of this chapter)