Chapter 6430 Good Girl
This was originally a good thing. If word spread, others would only praise Mother Jiang for her filial piety and being a good daughter-in-law. However, Jiang Xianjun took the bowl and chopsticks but stood still.
"Hey, send it over quickly, and come back for dinner after sending it over." Mother Jiang ordered again.
Jiang Xianjun still stood there without moving, with a pair of thick eyebrows frowning together on his fair face, his face full of embarrassment.
"What's going on with your kid?" Jiang's mother raised a thin brow.
"Mom, are you going to give these to my father?" Jiang Xianjun looked at the contents in the bowl and asked with courage.
Mother Jiang banged the spatula in her hand against the edge of the pot, and asked sternly: "Why are you talking? There are rice, vegetables and salted duck eggs, but you still can't eat it? Aren't we eating this too?"
Jiang Xianjun saw that my mother was anxious, and his face turned red with anxiety. He quickly explained: "No, mother, what I mean is... this rice, this rice is burnt. It can't be eaten, let alone me. I am an old man with bad teeth..."
"Who said you can't eat it if it's burnt? Just chew it in your mouth and it will become soft. If not, heat it up! The tea is here to make, and there is still a smell of burnt rice. Most people can't eat such good things. Please send it to me quickly."
"Mom, isn't this good..."
"Okay, I have the final say. You deliver it quickly. If you don't deliver the letter, I'll slap you?"
"Mom, dad will be unhappy when he sees it later."
"He dares! "Mother Jiang's decibel level suddenly increased several degrees.
Just then, Father Jiang came to the kitchen after washing his hands at Mother Jiang's instructions. He saw mother and son in a stalemate, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Xianjun didn't dare to say anything and lowered his head to look into the bowl.
Jiang's father also saw it and was stunned for a moment, "Why is Xianjun eating this meal? It's burnt. Stop eating it..."
Jiang's father stretched out his hand to snatch the rice bowl from Jiang Xianjun's hand. Jiang Xianjun murmured He murmured: "Dad, this is what mom sent me to deliver to me..."
Father Jiang's fingers suddenly froze, and the man raised his head and looked at Mother Jiang in surprise, with shock and joy in his eyes. ask.
Mom Jiang held the spatula in one hand and put her other hand on her hip. She raised her chin and glared at Father Jiang with eyebrows raised.
“Huh?”
After a single syllable with a slightly raised final sound came out, Jiang's father's pupils shrank, and he immediately shrank his shoulders. Instead of grabbing his job, he patted Jiang Xianjun's shoulder: "Then you should send it to your father earlier." Let’s go!”
“Dad, my father’s teeth are not good enough, so the rice is all burnt.” Jiang Xianjun whispered.
How could Father Jiang not know?
The man drooped his head and glanced at Mother Jiang secretly from the corner of his eye. Mother Jiang still maintained her posture with her hands on her hips. The man was so frightened that he quickly retracted his gaze and pushed Jiang Xianjun out: "Don't mess with your mother. Angry, go back quickly!”
Jiang Xianjun just walked out and went to Lao Jiangtou’s old house with his rice bowl.
At this time, it was not completely dark yet, and most of the villagers were cooking dinner at home, but occasionally they could meet one or two people on the road.
Jiang Xianjun did not dare to stop and say hello to the other party, for fear that they would see what he had given him.
Old Jiangtou guards the Jiang family’s old house alone. The Jiang family’s old house and the old Yang’s family’s old house are right next to each other. If not for this, Old Yangtou and Old Jiangtou would not have developed a deep friendship.
When Jiang Xianjun wants to go to the Jiang family’s old house, he must pass by the entrance of the main room in front of Lao Yang’s house.
A figure just came out of the house and almost bumped into Jiang Xianjun.
Both of them were startled and stepped back while apologizing to each other.
Hearing the other person's voice and raising his head to see the other person's face, they both froze at the same time.
"Mianmian?"
"Well, it's me."
The two people stood face to face, both blushing.
Although Jiang Xianjun is usually very shy, he still has a little bit of courage in front of his sweetheart.
Feeling his pounding heart, he took two steps forward and looked at the red face with a smile. Jiang Xianjun was filled with joy: "It's almost dark, why did you come to the old house?"
Mianmian lifted the basket slung in her arm. There was a bowl inside, with another bowl upside down.
She whispered: "My sister-in-law gave birth to a baby girl. My mother made chicken soup and sent me to deliver some chicken soup to the old house." "Why is there a bowl left in the basket?" Jiang Xianjun asked again.
"My sister-in-law took the child back to her parents' house in the afternoon and there was an extra bowl."
"Oh, that's what happened." Jiang Xianjun nodded.
Mianmian also noticed the bowl he was holding in his hand, so she asked him in a very quiet voice: "What are you doing out there with the bowl?"
Jiang Xianjun subconsciously He wanted to hide the bowl behind his back so that Mianmian wouldn't see it, but since she had seen it, he couldn't hide it anymore.
He felt guilty and said with a blushing face: "My mother sent me to deliver food to my father."
"Sending food?" Mianmian was surprised and glanced at the contents of his bowl again.
At a casual glance, the inside of the bowl was dark and smelled of burnt food.
At this moment, she looked at it carefully and was secretly surprised.
To be honest, she thought he was feeding leftovers to the dogs before, but she didn’t expect that it was actually a meal for his father? Are you sure you got it right?
Jiang Xianjun clearly saw the surprise on Mianmian's face, and his heart was beating.
"Xianjun, are you, are you sure the old man can eat such a thing?"
After a while, Mianmian summoned up the courage to ask.
Jiang Xianjun's face flushed, and his thick eyebrows were twisted together.
"I told my mother the same thing, but my mother...she had to ask me to give it to her."
"Does your father know?"
Jiang Xianjun nodded: "Yes."
"Then he won't stop him?" Mianmian became more and more surprised.
Jiang Xianjun smiled bitterly, "In my house...my mother has the final say."
"But even if your mother has the final say, you can't bury your father with something like this. Ah!" Mianmian said again.
Jiang Xianjun could only smile bitterly.
Mianmian gritted her teeth and handed over the bowl in her basket.
"Empty the contents of your bowl and replace it with this."
"Huh?" Jiang Xianjun was shocked. There was not only chicken soup in Mianmian's bowl, but also noodles, which were hot. Teng Teng is fragrant.
"The old man has bad teeth, please take it quickly!" Mianmian urged again.
"Mianmian, isn't this bad?" Jiang Xianjun was still struggling.
Mianmian ignored him and took his bowl, poured the burnt bowl into the ditch next to her, and then poured the chicken soup noodles in her own bowl into it.
"Hurry up and give it to your father to eat. I'm leaving."
"Mianmian..."
"What's wrong?" Mianmian turned to look at him.
“Nothing, I just want to say...you are so kind!”
Mian Mian's face suddenly turned red to the root of her neck, and her beautiful eyes were watery.
She gave Jiang Xianjun an angry look, turned around and left quickly. The beautiful black whip raised a graceful arc under the night, gently patted her thin back, and hit Jiang Xianjun's heart again and again.
This is a good girl, with a beautiful person, a beautiful temperament, and an even more beautiful heart.
(End of this chapter)