Started as a mute girl? I prospered in the lean years

After saying this, Old Man Jiang glanced at everyone, and felt satisfied when no one said anything.

Jiang Sanlang and Jiang Wei secretly pulled Jiang Huaixu aside and whispered: "Yao Mei, when that person is at our house, you just follow me. If she dares to hit you, I will... I will stop you. Ahead!"

"Yes, yes!" Jiang Sanlang echoed repeatedly, "Three of us will beat one of her, and we will beat her to pieces!"

Jiang Huaixu turned to look at Mrs. Liu in the corner, and her fearful eyes met. She smiled evilly and looked at Jiang Sanlang and Jiang Wei, "There is no need for third brother and sister to take action. I can stand up to three of them."

"boast!"

Mrs. Liu was suffocating in her heart, and she couldn't let it out or swallow it.

I thought that I could gain sympathy and enter the Jiang family to cause trouble for the Jiang family, but the Jiang family should eat and drink. No, the table is being set for breakfast.

The little mute was also very tight now, as if he had changed into a different person... Just thinking about it, Mrs. Liu trembled a little. She touched her newly tied legs and did not dare to think about it anymore.

Anyway, with the old man here, she didn't believe that the little bastard would dare to do anything to her.

Thinking again about what her son told her last night, Mrs. Liu suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with her. Her son was also the son of Old Man Jiang. Why was it that their eldest son and his family were enjoying hot and spicy food, but her son didn’t even have a place to live? .

Just when all kinds of resentment and jealousy were quietly rising in Mrs. Liu's heart, the Jiang family was already having breakfast.

Jiang Fu and Jiang Rong smelled the aroma of the food, and their eyes were glued to the dining table.

The younger Jiang Rong couldn't help crying, "Mom, I'm hungry..."

When she cried, Jiang Fu couldn't help sobbing, and the harmonious atmosphere of the family was completely destroyed.

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly coaxed her two daughters. She took out the leftover rough flour pancakes from last night and handed them to her two daughters. Unexpectedly, they cried even louder.

They are not stupid. How can they not know which one is better, the fried good flour pancakes or the dry and hard brown flour pancakes?

Mrs. Liu was so annoyed that she slapped the two granddaughters on the head with one hand and the other, "Cry, cry, cry, I cry all day long! Are you losing money one by one? What kind of precious life do you think you are? Those who stutter are good, no. Just eat, don’t eat, you’ve been hungry for a day, I think you still have the energy to cry?!”

She snatched the rough flour pancake from Zhao's hand and took a bite herself.

Jiang Fu and Jiang Rong were obviously used to being beaten. They just huddled in Zhao's arms and sobbed silently, not daring to make any more noise.

Mrs. Zhao also had a stubborn temper and did not dare to confront her mother-in-law, so she just cried silently alone.

Qian Xiuzhu felt panicked when she saw this family, but when she saw her father-in-law's equally livid face, she didn't feel choked anymore.

After breakfast, Jiang Huaixu found Jiang Erlang. After carefully closing the door and windows, he took out the tent he bought from the space.

"What is this?"

Jiang Huaixu was impatient to explain and just asked: "Second brother, can you do needlework?"

"······Won't."

In his mind, needlework and other things were related to women, and he had never heard of a man doing needlework.

Jiang Huaixu pointed to the tent on the ground and explained: "This tent looks too conspicuous to outsiders. I want to sew an oilcloth on it."

Jiang Erlang had already squatted down and studied the tent.

Jiang Huaixu bought a tent that could accommodate three people. She asked Jiang Erlang to help, and soon the tent was set up in the house.

Then he took out the oilcloth and needle and thread that had just been taken out of Qian Xiuzhu's room from the space, clapped his hands and looked at Jiang Erlang.

Even though he has seen it several times, Jiang Erlang is still amazed by Jiang Huaixu's ability to transform into objects out of thin air.

Just as he was marveling in his heart, he discovered that Jiang Huaixu had lost his voice.

He turned his head and met a pair of bright eyes with a hint of hope.

"...Shall I try?" Jiang Erlang said these words out of nowhere.

Jiang Huaixu praised him without hesitation: "Second brother, you are so talented in both literature and martial arts. You are good in the hall and in the kitchen. You are thoughtful and handsome. My second sister-in-law in the future will definitely like you very much..."

Jiang Erlang was so praised that he blushed to the roots of his ears. He lowered his head, said "poor talk", and clumsily picked up the needle and thread to sew.

Compared to Jiang Erlang, Jiang Huaixu relied on the memory of the original owner to have some foundation in female celebrities, so after cutting the oilcloth, she clumsily sewed it.

During this period, her finger was pricked by needles several times. When she saw that Jiang Erlang was pricked from time to time, she regained her mental balance.

The construction of three tents took an hour and a half with the joint efforts of the two people.

Jiang Huaixu did not take them into the space, but asked Jiang Erlang to keep them temporarily and take them out when the right time came.

Jiang Erlang asked the question in his heart, "Will we be able to use the tent one day?"

"Nip in the bud, we have to worry about this day."

The two chatted briefly, Jiang Huaixu left a book as a reward for Jiang Erlang, and left.

Jiang Erlang was a little stunned when he looked at the thick book on the desk. He blinked and opened the book called "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". He was deeply attracted by just reading the beginning.

On this day, 'good student' Jiang Erlang was addicted to 'miscellaneous books' and could not extricate himself.

Jiang Shujian came back after having dinner with the Jiang family.

When Zhao saw Jiang Shujian, she felt like she had found a backbone, and her back straightened up a lot.

Her eyes were red and she was about to express her feelings to her husband, but she did not go forward because Jiang Shujian's clothes were covered with mud.

Mrs. Liu limped forward and rushed forward——

"My son!!"

The cries were loud.

Except for Old Man Jiang, who looked at the mother and son with distressed eyes, everyone else in the Jiang family did whatever they were supposed to do, without even looking at them.

"Didn't you go buy food? Why did it happen like this?" Old Man Jiang couldn't help but ask.

"Dad, dad..." Jiang Shujian took a few steps quickly and knelt down in front of Old Man Jiang with a plop. He didn't know whether it was rain or tears on his face, but he was howling loudly anyway.

"I'm afraid the world is going to be in chaos. I heard from people that there was a flood in the county next to us this morning, and many people drowned. On the way back today, I encountered someone who robbed me of the food I bought and the remaining money... ···They all snatched it away!”

Jiang Huaixu, who was standing at the door of the kitchen watching the excitement, looked Jiang Shujian up and down, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether his words were true or false.

“Which county is next door?”

"It's Wutong County. The Wituo River in the county has burst its banks."

Old Man Jiang frowned tightly. The Wituo River also passed through their Huaiyang County, not far from Shili Village. If it continued to rain, their village might also be flooded.

The thoughts come together and I can no longer suppress them.

"Ask your mother to make some food for you, and I'll go out."

After saying that, he hurriedly put on his raincoat and walked into the pouring rain.

"Huh? Dad! Dad!"

Jiang Shujian was a little dumbfounded. He still had something to say to his old father!