Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

Chapter 144
"Boss." Old Qian's hand holding the cane trembled slightly, not knowing what to say, he turned around and beat Jiang Shaoxing with the cane.

"Tell you to take your sister's silkworm, why are your hands so cheap." The old Qian's expression was extremely painful when he hit his grandson.

"Mother, mother, Shaoxing was already injured." Xiaoqian's heart ached to death, but she also knew that her aunt did this to explain to her uncle.

Jiang Yuanzhong took a deep breath, and finally shouted: "Enough, Jiang Shaoxing, apologize to your sister."

Jiang Yuanzhong said to his eldest brother: "Brother, this brat did something wrong. I'll hand him over to you, and you will beat him."

Xiaoqian hesitated to speak, and looked at her husband and uncle anxiously.

Jiang Liangcai felt as if his soul had been stripped from his body, and looked at this scene with a particularly cold and heartless gaze.

But the heart is torn and painful, and there is also the irritation and anger of being poked at the sore spot. In fact, Jiang Liangcai has no son, and his heart is sensitive. He always feels that no matter outsiders or family members, he looks down on him.

That kind of pitying gaze and sigh was the last thing Jiang Liangcai wanted to see.

He felt like a loser, without the dignity of a man.

Now being said outright, like a beggar, he needs alms from others.

Jiang Liang opened his mouth, and finally said with difficulty: "No matter what, you shouldn't waste things."

"The silkworms have been raised up to now. It is two children who pick mulberry leaves every day and make silkworms cocoon. Erya is a disobedient child, and she didn't waste anything."

"Boss, I did it only when I was so angry." Old Qian had no choice but to show his face to thank his son, but he hated this granddaughter even more, and he didn't think of her as his own granddaughter anymore.

Jiang Yuanzhong nodded, "Yes, yes, elder brother is right, but this brat is still ignorant and hasn't apologized to his sister."

Jiang Shaoxing was beaten so badly by his younger sister that his bones ached, he was wronged by his younger sister, and he was beaten by his grandma. Now he has to apologize to Erya, so wronged that Jiang Shaoxing wanted to hit the wall.

He yelled sadly: "I don't want to apologize, I didn't say those words, I didn't, I was wronged, Erya is a bad person, she is a bad person."

Jiang Liangcai said: "If you don't apologize, you won't apologize. If you have to force the child to apologize, forget it."

"No, I have to apologize." Jiang Yuanzhong and Xiao Qian's actually said in unison, insisting on pressing their son to apologize to their eldest brother.

Obviously Jiang Liangcai didn't intend to care about it, but he insisted on apologizing.

Because none of them knew whether Jiang Liangcai really didn't care, or whether he kept it in his heart and said irony.

"I said, if you don't need an apology, you won't apologize. The children are not happy. Why do you have to suppress it? Then you will come to hate me as an uncle. After all, I will still rely on my nephew to support me in the future. When I get old, take me away." Carry it up the mountain and throw it into the mountain, either to starve to death or to be eaten by wild animals."

"It's so annoying." Jiang Liangcai also got angry. The honest man got angry because he clenched his fists and stuck his neck, and his expression was extremely ferocious. It was a kind of depressive distortion, and there was bubbling magma accumulated under the volcano.

"Boss!" Jiang Baiming had to say, "Don't say such a thing, it has no other effect except to hurt the hearts of the family members. He will not do this, and he will not allow it."

"Second, give me five hundred coppers." Apologies are useless, the silkworm is dead and must be compensated.

"This money will not go to the office, you will pay it back by yourself." Jiang Baiming looked at his second son and said firmly.

A hint of distress flashed across Xiaoqian's face, but he didn't say anything, but the look in his son's eyes was a little frightening, and Jiang Shaoxing was terrified.

But Jiang Liangcai said: "Father, don't the money earned by the second brother have to be handed over to the public school? The money he earned is handed over to me. Isn't it equivalent to going to the public school?"

"Boss, are you fussing about it?" Jiang Baiming's expression changed, "Then what do you think about it, boss, you take out a charter."

Once someone in the family starts to calculate, everyone will start to calculate because they are afraid of losing money. This is the last thing Jiang Baiming wants to see.

"Father, you are father, of course you have the final say, I don't care." Is Jiang Liangcai not angry? Yes, everyone is.

Everyone gathers together, all kinds of quarrels and entanglements ferment, take advantage of a little advantage, suffer a little loss, all kinds of things add up, accumulate in the heart, and usually cover it tightly.

For Jiang Yuze's study, he accumulated and suppressed, and his life was too hard. Sooner or later, the anger inside would burst the jar.

Xiaoqian had no choice but to say: "Uncle, how about this, can I take five hundred copper coins from my dowry?"

Are a few silkworms worth the money?
It's not worth it, it's to appease uncle.

But the problem is, her son was beaten black and blue, Erya, that damn girl, didn't hold back at all, and even gave money.

Why, just because the uncle has no son, and he still needs to take care of his fragile heart, why, why?

Xiao Qian's heart is also unwilling, unwilling, and also dissatisfied that his uncle gave five hundred copper coins when he opened his mouth.

Xiaoqian's heart ached so much, she would have to save so much money for a long time.

"Yes." Jiang Liangcai grinned, who knows if this is Xiaoqian's dowry or someone else.

Everyone knows that Old Qian is Little Qian's aunt, and Old Qian subsidizes Little Qian in private, who knows.

Jiang Liangcai was picked out because of some kind of thoughts, and that kind of anger and embarrassment made him subconsciously vent his anger on everyone.

It is something that is not pleasing to anyone, and you don't want to care about it. Now you have to care about everything.

Especially the sentence, without a son, he will rely on others to take care of him in the future, and everything he owns is others.

It was simply trampling on Jiang Liangcai's sensitive heart repeatedly.

Nanzhi returned to the room with the chubby silkworms in her arms. Some of the silkworms were pinched vigorously. Although the colorful intestines were not squeezed out, they were dead and did not move.

Jiang Shaoxing caught a lot of silkworms, but few survived.

Da Ya was tearful and distressed, she bit her lips tightly, and Da Ya had no other choice but to feel uncomfortable and cry.

Wu Shi was silent and sighed silently.

Da Ya choked up and said: "The door must be locked in the future, there must be no fewer people in the room."

Wu Shi looked at the silent little daughter, a little stunned, she couldn't help but said: "Er Ya, don't be bored in your heart, just cry if you want to cry."

It's frightening for a child to be like this. If they don't say a word and keep it in their hearts, they are especially prone to getting sick and having a fever.

Once a child has a fever, it is easy to be unable to keep it, and it is easy to burn out the brain.

Nan Zhi tilted her head, "Mother, I feel bad. Why did my brother do that? She said I was a bad person, and she wanted to marry me to an old bachelor, marry a bad person, and the bad person would beat me and kill me."

(End of this chapter)