sjar Chapter 620 Jiang Guangyi is offline
Chapter 620 Jiang Guangyi is offline
Baimei also followed her example and made a wish together.
The conversation between the two sisters was seen by Yang Fengnian who was passing by.
He is one year younger than Yang Ruixue.
He is Yang Wanli’s grandson.
The two are siblings, after all, Yang Wanli only has one son.
His elder sister was about to get married, and whenever Yang Fengnian was at home, he would go to his sister's yard every day to talk to her.
The relationship between the siblings is also very good.
"The young lady said that she will let us go when we are twenty. Sister, where do you want to go? Get married or go home?" Bai Mei only has a vague idea of home.
She was too young when she was sold.
So I can't remember it at all.
I only remember that my father rarely came home and my mother always beat and scolded her.
"Home? Our home is right here, where else can we find home? As for getting married, it depends on the situation. If I can't find the right one, I will ask the old lady to let me stay here and continue to be a maid. When I get old, I will be a housewife. Maybe when the young lady comes back to visit, I can hug the little young master."
The red plum blossom is older than the white plum blossom.
I have more vivid memories of my home.
Naturally, she never wanted to go back to that kind of home in her life.
After many years, she had long become indifferent to family affection. She only considered herself and her sister as orphans whose relatives had died.
"Okay, I'll go wherever you go, sis."
Bai Mei nodded and responded.
The two left the yard and prepared to help in the kitchen in the backyard.
Yang Fengnian came to his sister's room and told her Yang Ruixue what he had just heard.
"They are gentle and kind, but very stupid. How can they pray for my longevity? Well, never mind. I'll tell mother about it some other day. I'm afraid they'll be cheated if I let them out. I'll just ask mother to find a good family for them. Of course, they have to be willing.
If you marry into the family, you will be protected by our family and given a generous dowry. At least you will not be bullied. Brother, you must strive for honor. If you pass the examination this year, you will be a scholar in the future. I don't ask you to strive for honor or pass the examination. Just being a scholar will make our parents look up to others."
"I know, big sister, don't worry, I will definitely win this time."
The brother and sister were whispering to each other as the snow outside fell heavier and heavier, like goose feathers.
There are gusts of cold wind.
Every time it blows, it causes a goose feather to fly in the air.
Jiang Sanniu, who was going to the mountain to dig winter bamboo shoots with her neck hunched and a bamboo basket on her shoulder, had her shoes and socks soaked.
There is no umbrella at home.
The snowflakes fell on her body and turned into water.
Soon my hair and clothes were wet.
Combined with the cold wind, she was shivering.
"It's so abominable. You make me do all the hard work. Why don't you just die?" Jiang Sanniu cursed, and it was unclear whether she was cursing Jiang Guangyi or the stupid Fang Silang.
"A-choo——" Jiang Sanniu sneezed.
Two streams of snot came out.
Before she could wipe it off, she accidentally stepped on an open space, tumbled twice, and fell heavily.
Although there was snow on the ground, the area under the tree was clean. She hit the back of her head on a rock and her knees on a tree.
Grinning in pain.
"Go to hell, die, all of you die!" At this moment, Jiang Sanniu's eyes were full of hatred.
If she could, she would have hacked the two people in her family to death.
But another gust of cold wind blew across her body, and she woke up completely.
If Fang Silang died, she and her grandfather could throw his body into the mountains and pretend that he fell to his death.
You might encounter a jackal, tiger or leopard and be eaten until only the skeleton is left, and you won't even know who is dead.
But what if Grandpa died with Fang Silang?
Not only could she not lift it with her small body, she couldn't even explain it clearly.
That's it.
Just keep enduring it.
The following spring, she would sneak into the mountains to pick wild vegetables and mushrooms, dry them, and sell them in town. Then, when she had saved enough money, she would run away.
I heard that Sun Xiaotao, who had married into the village before, ran away with someone.
Life is so good.
How great it would be if she could meet a master who was kind to her and raised her.
It’s just that a figure appears in my mind from time to time.
"How come you are so lucky? Why didn't I drown you?" Jiang Sanniu's scarlet eyes seemed to be poisoned. After cursing secretly, she got up from the ground and limped to the bamboo forest to look for winter bamboo shoots.
It was snowing heavily and all I could see was white.
This was the first time that Jiang Sanniu got lost in the familiar forest and couldn't find the bamboo forest.
She walked further and further in.
He actually reached the edge of the cliff, and his foot slipped, and he rolled down with the bamboo basket.
His body hit the stone heavily.
The arms and legs were also broken, presenting mysterious bends.
Jiang Sanniu was in so much pain that her internal organs were probably ruptured. She spat out a mouthful of blood and died.
The blood dyed the thick snow red, the white and red intertwined together, extremely conspicuous.
Jiang Sanniu's eyes were wide open and she couldn't close them.
Until the snowflakes fell on her, she was gradually buried in the snow.
Fang Silang, who had been waiting for a long time at home but had not gotten any food, picked up a firewood stick and started beating Jiang Guangyi.
Others are stupid.
He didn't know how hard to strike and hit Jiang Guangyi on the head with a stick.
The latter's body suddenly went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
After a while, blood started oozing from the back of his head.
Fang Silang screamed in fear. He was afraid of blood and had no idea that Jiang Guangyi was dead. He only knew that he was hungry and that he could get food by beating people with a stick. Seeing Jiang Guangyi lying motionless with blood still oozing out, he ran back into the house, covered his head with a quilt, and shook like a sieve.
At that time, Jiang Fubao's family had already started preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.
The children came back from outside after playing snowball fights and making snowmen.
Sit by the stove in the main room to keep warm.
Jiang Fubao changed his shoes and socks, and then he felt much warmer.
Hot milk tea was boiling on the stove, surrounded by preserved fruits and dried persimmons.
Jiang Fubao took a sip of milk tea and a bite of persimmon cake. The sweet taste made her very happy.
"It's so comfortable. My shoes and socks were all wet just now. I was really freezing to death." Jiang Huanyu took a big sip of milk tea and squinted his eyes comfortably.
"If you ask me, instead of having a snowball fight, you should just play and build a snowman like us. Our shoes and socks are dry, but our hands are a little cold."
Jiang Ruyi also said while holding the cup of milk tea.
Her hands were frozen like radishes.
It seems that I didn't wear gloves when making the snowman just now.
"Children, come and help serve the dishes. We will set off firecrackers and eat the New Year's Eve dinner soon--" Following Zhang Jinlan's call, the younger generations in the main room got up and went to the kitchen.
They brought out steaming dishes one after another.
Two whole tables were filled.
As for the servants, they set up another table in the backyard room.
The dishes are all the same.
"Wow, these are all the dishes I like. Grandma, you even brought back sausages and bacon. This year's sausages look especially delicious, with less fat and more lean meat. They must be chewy."