Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Early in the morning, she heard Jiang Lai's voice endorsing the book again.

It came from the room next to her, in English and Chinese, maybe there were a few words mixed in that she couldn't understand at all.

Jiang Qu subconsciously stood there and listened for a long time, the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became, and the more he listened, the more irritable he became.

Why can Jiang Lai sit here and study properly.

She, who is about to enter university, has to take care of an old lady every day?
Moreover, Jiang Lai is also in love!

At this time, Jiang Shansheng was just about to put on his padded jacket and was about to go to the team, when Jiang Qu called him.

"Dad, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?"

"About my little sister."

Immediately following Jiang Qu, he told Jiang Shansheng what he saw that day, and finally lowered his eyes and said helplessly.

"I know you're very disappointed in me, so I don't want my sister to follow my old path. What's more, my sister's grades are improving now, so she should concentrate on school."

Jiang Shansheng was silent for a long time, frowning fiercely.

"This is why you don't talk nonsense, wait until I have a good chat with your sister."

"Don't worry, dad, I won't talk nonsense. I just hope that my little sister can be sober and not be fooled by some idle people in society."

After saying this, Jiang Shansheng stared at her, as if to say, isn't that true for you?
Jiang Qu blushed, but his heart was numb.

She must go to the end of this road, the current situation is not too bad, at least when He Xing comes back, he can completely get rid of his status as a low-level peasant.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qu took the bowl to deliver food to Grandma He.

The old man’s low house was cramped and dark, and the wind outside was so strong that it shattered her windows, and the wind was blowing in. The stove by the bed was turned off at some point, and the old man lying on the bed was freezing. I had to curl up in the quilt and yelled when I heard someone push the door.

"Is it Xiaoqu? Give me some water to drink."

Jiang Qu put down his meal, scooped up a ladle of water from the water tank outside and handed it to the old man without saying a word.

The icy cold water made Grandma He tremble, she took two sips with trembling hands and couldn't take it anymore.

"It's so cold, people will be frozen to death."

Jiang Qu looked down at the stove. The carbon in it was gone, and he had to shovel the carbon. One or two yuan was definitely not enough, and at least one small bucket was needed for a day.

She frowned.

"I'm going to fetch some carbon, you should eat your meal first."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, Grandma He silently swallowed the words that came to her lips.

The Jiang family's carbon is not much, and Jiang Qiuhe is just about to pull it.

Jiang Qu just said something.

"After pulling it back, you send some to the He family."

"Yes, how is Grandma He?"

"Very good, I'm going to study."

She is running out of time now, and her current score is not enough if she wants to be admitted to BJ's university.

This winter vacation is the last chance for senior high school students to sprint, and she can't waste time on meaningless things.

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Jiang Lai was hungry after reciting the words, and he looked for the smell of rice to find it, and found that Liu Shuping was making fried rice.

"Wow, fried rice, I want to eat it too."

Liu Shuping paused with the shovel and smiled at Jiang Lai.

"Just such a bowl of rice is what your sister wants to eat. Don't you love yellow steamed buns? There are them in the pot."

Jiang Lai also laughed.

"Why does my sister eat so much oil and so many eggs when she is healthy and healthy? Isn't Grandma He sick? Why don't you just give it to her?"

"You girl is still turning your elbows! Do you know how expensive oil is and how expensive eggs are!"

"I don't need to know, it's not for me anyway."

Jiang Lai is unforgiving, especially towards Liu Shuping.

She told Liu Shuping that she had no choice but to cook another bowl of egg soup for Jiang Lai. Jiang saw that she was reluctant to add oil, so he opened the lid of the pot while she was going out to get things, picked up the oil bottle and poured it down. Quite a few, followed by sprinkled some salt and pepper, and finally pestered Liu Shuping to drip two drops of sesame oil into the bowl when it was out of the pot.

"You are really an ancestor. Your sister hasn't eaten well or slept well recently. Why do you have to compete with her!"

"I don't care, eat whatever you want anyway, don't eat if you don't want to, I'll make a bowl, don't move the rest, leave it to the elder brother to eat."

It is almost impossible for Jiang Qiuhe to have a good family. The man is dark and thin, like a coal worker who just got out of the coal mine.

Liu Shuping said helplessly.

"Understood, you are the only one who loves your eldest brother in the whole family, and we don't love you, do we?"

"That's right, he was asked to pull coal in the cold weather. Do you know how dangerous the road is so slippery? Forget it, you can pack the pimple soup for me. I just happen to be fine, so go meet him."

Liu Shuping thought it made sense, and was also worried that her son would freeze on the way, so she took out the thermos at home, filled a pot full of pimple soup, covered it, and handed it to Jiang Lai.

"Walk slowly on the road, just go to the end one by one, don't fall."

Jiang Lai nodded, put on a padded jacket, a scarf and gloves and set off, with a thermos on his arm, looked down at the road, and walked forward with difficulty and slowly.

Not long after he left, Jiang Lai faintly smelled some bad smell, and immediately heard a word from Little Pudding.

"Look to the left, under the haystack."

Jiang Lai looked over according to his words, and then saw a thin figure lying under the haystack at a glance.

She hurried over to help him up and saw that it was He Xing's grandma.

"Grandma He, are you okay?"

The old man was so cold that he couldn't speak, his two skinny hands curled up tightly, tightly pulling Jiang Lai's sleeves, his whole body trembling like a dead leaf.

Jiang Lai hurriedly put down the thermos in his hand, and carried the old man home on his back.

This place is in the backyard of He's family. Because of the poor quality of the He's family, the huge yard was dismantled into many pieces, but there are also connected places. The old man walked slowly all the way to the haystack by holding on to the base of the wall.

After Jiang Lai saw the old man's wet trousers, he didn't ask any more questions. He helped her to lie down on the bed, then found a pair of clean cotton trousers in the closet, and took off his scarf before putting them on. Wipe the old man's body.

The room was as cold as a freezer, even colder than outside.

It didn't smell good either, and the icy air didn't solidify the lingering wet stench.

In fact, the old man's cupboard did not lack cotton mattresses and quilts, and even the materials were quite good. It was obvious that He Xing had already prepared them before he left.

But the quilt on the bed is dry, hard and cold. The cotton inside has been soaked by urine stains, and it has dried into pieces. It is no different from a stone under the body. Lying down for a second is torture.

The quilt was not much better, it was full of smells.

The elderly are now unable to move, and even the simplest convenience is difficult. It is not easy to maintain the most basic cleanliness without help.