Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

An Xiaolan was taken aback by what Yang Jing said later, and it took a while to realize it.

"Are you talking about buying a steamer and a stove?"

"Let's not talk about this for now, have you forgotten from Jidetang?"

After Yang Jing said this, An Xiaolan was a little confused.

"No way, didn't the one who blamed the old man Huo say to wait for the notice?"

"Trust me, there will be results tomorrow."

After Yang Jing left this mysterious sentence, he left on his own. By the time An Xiaolan remembered the buns in the pot and wanted him to take them to his younger brother at home, he had already gone far away.

"Forget it, let's make more next time and bring him a few back."

An Xiaolan shrugged, and returned home with two buns in her hand.

"Sister, the water is ready."

An Xiaofeng walked in, wiped her face casually on the cuff of her sleeve, and when she looked into the room, Yang Jing was no longer there.

"Sister, where is brother Yang Jing?"

"He just went back. By the way, Xiaofeng, go get a towel quickly, and my sister will get a basin of hot water."

An Xiaolan ordered that even though An Xiaofeng didn't know the reason, she went out immediately to get it.

"Mingzi, are you okay?"

An Xiaofeng sat on the edge of the kang, watching An Xiaolan throw the towel into the scalding water, and kept testing her fingers into the water, as if she wanted to pick up the towel.

"Sister, is this water too hot? How about I add some cold water to it?"

An Xiaofeng looked at An Xiaolan's hot fingers, and said with distress.

"That won't work, only such hot water will work."

An Xiaolan persisted, trying to pick up the towel back and forth.

"Sister, is Akiko hurt?"

Speaking of this, An Xiaofeng was already weeping, her eyes full of pity.

"Second sister, don't worry, I'm a man, this little injury will heal soon."

An Zhengming lay obediently on his stomach, not daring to move, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, motionless.

"Don't be poor with us here. If it's okay, my sister's face won't be so ugly."

An Xiaofeng knew An Xiaolan to some extent. Looking at the expression on her face, she knew that An Zhengming must be hurt somewhere.

"An Zhengming, if you show off your skills next time, then you will be admitted to school in the future, and you can just become a gangster and save money for your parents."

An Xiaolan said angrily with a straight face, she was mainly angry that he could say such things so easily, and she was afraid that she would not be able to teach him a profound lesson, and she didn't know where it would hurt if she got impulsive next time .

A seven-year-old baby, no matter how powerful he is, he is still just a child. Besides, he was already malnourished and as thin as a monkey. If she hadn't been taking care of him slowly, his previous appearance would be even more incomparable.

"I'm sorry sister, I don't dare anymore."

An Zhengming didn't expect to make his sister angry, so he apologized immediately without thinking.

"Hmph, you promise there will be no next time?"

"I'm a man now, and I keep my word." An Zhengming said solemnly, without any perfunctory look.

"Sister, let's just trust Mingzi once, I think he really knows he's wrong."

An Xiaofeng was afraid that An Xiaolan would still be angry, so she hurriedly pleaded for him.

"Okay, my sister will believe you once."

An Xiaolan said, then gritted her teeth, and ruthlessly soaked her hands in the scalding water. The piercing pain rushed up her forehead, but she still endured and didn't take back her hands. She quickly picked up the towel and squeezed it. Bundle.

"Hiss! Mingzi, bear with me for a while."

An Zhengming was happily about to say something, when suddenly he heard his sister's forbearing voice, followed by a burst of heat from behind, as if scalded by boiling water.

"Aww! Sister, sister, hot, hot, hot!"

He twisted his body and tried to struggle, but An Xiaolan pinned down one of his shoulders quickly with sharp eyes, put one hand on the hot towel, and then told An Xiaofeng, "Hurry up, Xiaofeng! Hold Mingzi down quickly."

"Oh, here we come." An Xiaofeng was a little taken aback, her hands and feet went limp all of a sudden, but she reacted quickly after hearing An Xiaolan's words.

"Mingzi, be good, be good, this will make you feel more comfortable, it doesn't matter if it's hot at first."

An Xiaolan coaxed softly, she didn't look a little bit angry just now, but now her eyes are full of distress.

"Mingzi, don't be afraid, my sister is here with you, didn't you tell me? You are a man, so be strong and brave."

An Xiaofeng couldn't help comforting her, wishing she could relieve the pain on his behalf.

"I, I am a man, not afraid of pain, not afraid of heat."

An Zhengming's face blushed with forbearance, he clenched his teeth and forced out words.

"Akiko now? Will you feel better?"

An Xiaolan pressed the towel and rubbed it lightly, feeling that the temperature on the towel was a little lighter than before.

"It's much more comfortable, sister, it seems that there is no pain in the shoulder."

An Zhengming snorted, and then let out a comfortable sigh.

"Be patient, my sister will apply it to you again later, and then we will take a bath and apply the medicine."

"Zhengming always listens to my sister."

An Zhengming lay there obediently, letting An Xiaolan put on a hot towel to apply to the wound again.

When An Zhengming was taking a bath, An Xiaofeng always looked worried. An Xiaolan was cooking and smashing thistle herbs, seeing her like this, she couldn't help asking with concern.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you? You seem to have something on your mind."

"Sister, I'm worried about my uncle and aunt."

An Xiaofeng talked about her worries while choosing sweet potato leaves.

"What are you afraid of them doing?"

"No sister, I saw Zhenghua's face was injured. If I guessed correctly, it should be Mingzi who caught us. Third uncles and aunts will definitely not let us go if they find out. And grandparents, they all If they don’t like us, if they know that we have scratched their favorite grandson, they will definitely come to us again.”

After An Xiaofeng finished speaking, An Xiaolan, who was pounding the herbs, paused.