The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

　　 Having said this, she sighed regretfully: "Why are you just like your father? At a young age, you always have a straight face?"

　　 Jiang Chan was helpless. It used to be because she felt too little happiness in modern times, but her mood here is much better, because she has gained a lot. Not only Lin and Jiang Sen's love from the heart, but also friendship and so on.

　　 Jiang Sen came over and heard Lin's complaint. He cleared his throat a little uncomfortably: "Okay, if Xiao Chan is all right, we should also set off. If you go back later, it will be cold. You are already weak."

　　 Lin glanced at Jiang Sen and said nothing. She couldn't wait to leave the village now, only when she thought that the next door was the person who had treated Jiang Chan harshly, she felt an exceptional response.

　　The Lin family is the oldest, Jiang Sen and Jiang Chan will naturally listen to her, just because they are also impatient to stay here. According to Jiang Chan's intention, if you have this time here, it's better to read more books at home.

　　 Just as he helped Lin to get into the carriage, Wang’s loud voice in the courtyard wall next door lit up.

　　 "Myolie, tell your mother, who is bullying you? See if I won't come to her to make a theory?"

　　 "Mother, it's nothing, eldest sister, she didn't mean it." Jiang Xing's timid voice sounded on the other side. Jiang Chan didn't know that there was a particularly disgusting creature in this world called White Lotus.

　　 Lin's hearing in the carriage was exceptionally clear, what kind of people are these. Watching Lin lift the driving curtain and get ready, Jiang Chan patted her arm: "What do you care about with them? When they don't exist, it's fine. Let's do what we should do."

　　 Jiang Sen stroked his beard and smiled: "Yes, we should go back. If the younger sister is really angry, then let her go to the town to find us, nothing else."

　　 Under the comfort of the father and daughter, Lin took a seat, and Uncle Zhong drove the carriage away from the village. Just leave behind the noisy Wang clan on the courtyard wall, occasionally Jiang Xing added a few words with jealousy.

　　 Jiang Hai snorted and went back to the room to take a nap. Jiang He looked down at the wood in the palm of his hand and continued to work in the corner of the yard.

　　 Zhou Xing's little girl is a very tigerish character. She came here in the morning and she set up her own car. The afternoon sun was just right. Jiang Chan was impatient to sit in the car alone, but instead sat outside with Zhou Xing's little girl in a row.

　　I got into the mood and even experienced the addiction of driving a car on her own. She was not restrained by other people saying that Miss Boudoir couldn't do that like that, and Lin and Jiang Sen didn't restrain her either.

　　 Lin lifted the curtain on the driving window and glanced at Jiang Chan's rare relaxed back, and the corners of his lips also pulled a smile. From this point of view, Jiang Chan stayed with them happily.

Jiang Xing was told by Jiang Chan that she couldn't hang on the ground, so she cried and went back to her home. She even forgot about everything she wanted to talk to Jiang Chan. Then she wanted to find Jiang Chan, only to know that Jiang Sen's family had already rushed back to town. superior.

　　 Jiang Xing couldn't help stomping straight at the door of Jiang Lin's house. She watched Jiang He sitting in the courtyard carving a wood, and she couldn't help but yelled, "Jiang He, why don't you call me?"

　　 Jiang He gave a hand, "Why should I call you? Who are you?"

　　 He is an impatient socialist, Jiang Xing is so pretentious, who does Jiang He think of him? Wouldn't you even call my cousin? It seems that my aunt has spoiled Jiang Xing.

　　 Jiang He shook his head, no longer paid attention to Jiang Xing jumping at the door, and went on busy with his own affairs. Seeing an embryonic little rabbit in his hand, Jiang He's expression softened.

　　 Jiang Chan was sitting on the car shaft, listening to Zhou Xing's crisp, small tone. Although there is no good scenery at this time, Jiang Chan is in a very comfortable mood, so she feels beautiful when she sees everything.

　　 When the carriage was about to get home more than half an hour after it was gone, Lin suddenly opened the curtain and said to Jiang Chan: "Little Cicada, there is a temple in the suburbs, shall we go to worship tomorrow?"

　　 "Okay, what are you going to prepare?"

　　 "You don't need to prepare anything, just donate some sesame oil money." Lin smiled and said, "It is a temple, in fact, this is the disease relief workshop."

　　 "Ji Bing Fang?" Jiang Chan repeated, this was the first time she had heard of this term.

　　 "Yes, the so-called disease-relief workshop is a place set up by the sage today to treat the poor, respect the elderly, and recuperate. Men and women live separately, and they are usually located in temples."

　　 As soon as Jiang Sen explained, Jiang Chan understood. Isn’t this disease-relief workshop the embryonic form of the current orphanage? It's just that the current orphanage only adopts orphans, not the nature of a nursing home.

　　 Ji Disease Workshop, Jiang Chan's eyes were blurred a little, "Then how does it work normally?"

　　 The current orphanage mainly relies on donations from caring people in the society. What about the ancient times? Just now, the Lin family mentioned the sesame oil money, which should be equivalent to the donation now mentioned.

　　 "One part is the sesame oil money, and the other part is the state and county will arrange the supply, usually once a week to send money and rice."

　　 Jiang Sen knew a little bit more, and explained the origin of Ji Bing Fang with Jiang Chan in detail.

　　 It was only after passing here that Lin thought of not going here for a long time. In the past, she would pass by every month. One is to pray for blessings, and the other is to do good deeds.

　　 "We will go tomorrow." Jiang Chan decided that there was no Jibingfang in the memory of the original owner, perhaps because the original owner saw too little market.

　　 Since an appointment has been made to go to the disease relief workshop, Jiang Chan is preparing when he goes back. When she was in the orphanage, the operation of the orphanage was not good, and it could only be said that she barely had enough food and clothing.

As for others, Jiang Chan guessed that the disease relief workshop lacked these things, so when he got home in the afternoon, he was eager to prepare something to bring to the disease relief workshop. Unfortunately, the shops in the town are closed now, and Jiang Chan just wanted to buy them and there was nowhere to buy them. purchase.

　　 Lin said: "Just give more sesame oil, and they can buy rice by themselves if they have the money."

　　 Jiang Chan gave up, went back to the room, and shook his money box. There was a sound of silver ingots clinking inside. When Jiang Chan opened it, there was a box full of silver ingots, and at the bottom were a few paper silver bills.

　　 Yinpiao is the recipe she has successively sold to Mingyuelou, and the silver ingot is the income of the dim sum shop during this period. Regardless of the small shop, but a hen laying golden eggs, isn't Jiang Chan's small box already full?

　　 Jiang Chan took out a few silver tickets and put them aside. After thinking about it, he wanted to pick out two silver ingots, probably around five taels. She stuffed it into her purse, and this is tomorrow's sesame oil money.