Bao Zhu blinked his big eyes twice, lowered his eyes and said with a guilty conscience: "Mother, look again quickly and see what else dad said?"
As she said this, she grabbed Jiang Nuanzhi's arm and asked again.
Jiang Nuanzhi continued to read: "The Great Wasteland is in turmoil, and there is fear of trouble. I hope An Nuan is prepared."
Li Rong's letter was very long and told many things. Jiang Nuanzhi read it quickly and frowned: "Your father also said that this winter is not peaceful, so we must stock up on more food. He also asked Let’s raise the walls of our houses and strengthen them, buy some weapons, and make some poisons to defend ourselves”
"Mom, did daddy tell you when he will be back?"
Little Baozhu asked eagerly.
Jiang Nuanzhi shook his head: "Your father is not done yet, but he said that he will come back as soon as he finishes handling the matter. He also said that he doesn't know what you like, so let me help him buy you a gift first. I’ll make up for it when he comes back.”
"Then what?" Baozhu asked anxiously, as if he hadn't heard enough yet.
Jiang Nuanzhi spread his hands and simply gave her the letter: "Then it was gone."
Baozhu took it and stared at the letter. Just looking at her carefully, she saw that the letter was held upside down.
Jiang Nuanzhi held his forehead: "Baby, don't worry. When the snow stops, mother will take you to buy gifts, okay? Don't you like your brother's book box? I'll buy you one too."
Bao Zhu just shook his head and held the letter seriously in his little hand: "Mom, didn't daddy write that he misses you? Not even a word?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: ".There shouldn't be one, right?"
Xiao Baozhu looked at the letter paper that looked like ghost drawings, and his little face bulged with anger.
Dad is so stupid, he can’t even write as well as his brothers! He hadn't been home for so long, so he only talked about food, courtyard walls, weapons and poisons, but he didn't say he missed his mother. The letters sent by brother Xuanting all said that he missed him, but if brother Xuanting didn't say anything, Baozhu was very angry.
Thinking like this, I hugged Jiang Nuanzhi: "Mother, you must be angry!"
As he said that, he seemed to have made up his mind: "If you remarry, Baozhu will follow you!"
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Jiang Nuanzhi: "Huh???"
For a moment, Jiang Nuanzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Silly girl, who taught you to say these things?"
"Ahem, it seems to be quite cold outside. I'll go check on Dahei first." The little old man suddenly stood up and said with wandering eyes.
Jiang Nuanzhi squinted his eyes and looked over: "I just bathed Dahei yesterday, and he is lying at your feet."
At that time, when the sleeping Dahei heard his name, his eyes suddenly widened, his wagging tail slapped the wall, and he looked excited.
Little old man: "."
"Ahem, that's strange. Why haven't Ping'er and Xiaoer come back so late? I'd better go take a look."
With that said, he ran out immediately.
Jiang Nuanzhi rolled his eyes: "It's not yet noon, they are still in the academy, where should they go?"
A month ago, Jiang Nuanzhi sent Xiaoer to Panshi Academy for enlightenment. The two brothers go to and from school at the same time every day. And Fu Sheng. After testing Fu Sheng's knowledge, Jiang Nuanzhi also felt that he could not neglect his studies. Simply let him go to the academy.
It's just that Fu Sheng always kept in mind his current status as a domestic slave. Jiang Nuanzhi's proposal was rejected.
At this stage of Fusheng's life, he only had time to read books, sort out his questions every few days, and ask Dean Yue once. There were even times when he just needed to ask Ping'er for advice. It just happened that today, Fusheng also went to the academy with Ping'er and the others.
Jiang Nuanzhi looked out the window and saw the little old man wandering around outside with a thin layer of snow on his head. He couldn't help being amused and looked back at Baozhu: "Is your Grandpa Jing talking nonsense to you again?"< br>
Baozhu blinked: "Mother, what did Grandpa Jing say are nonsense?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Yes, he has talked enough nonsense. At that moment, he just touched Xiao Baozhu's head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my mother doesn't want to remarry yet. I will let you know when she wants to remarry."
After hearing this, Little Baozhu tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded seriously: "Well, okay."
Seeing her little appearance, Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but burst into laughter. I don’t know how wonderful the expression on Li Rong’s face must be when he hears his daughter say such things.
"Dad, there are other letters, let's read them together?"
As she spoke, she took out the other two letters.
Little Baozhu looked uninterested and leaned on Jiang Nuanzhi's lap: "Okay, let's take a look with my mother."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
But after taking it apart and looking at it, I felt a little strange. The tone of this writing and the way it is written are completely different from the previous letter.
She was a little suspicious for a moment and compared the two letters.
I saw that the handwriting was the same, but I felt that I was overthinking it. Li Rong's handwriting can be sold for money, but it is difficult to imitate. But now I feel more and more confused. Is Li Rong suffering from schizophrenia? Or, what are the sequelae of his previous illness?
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but feel worried.
After reading it carefully, I found that neither letter said anything important.
He was just talking about eating, drinking, and how powerful he was. He was boasting a little too much, and he couldn't help but twitch the corner of Jiang Nuanzhi's mouth when he looked at him.
If he hadn't really had a good figure and good looks, Jiang Nuanzhi would have really wanted to throw this letter in his face. Just, how much of a bad impression.
Then, when he saw a bunch of compliments about himself, Jiang Nuan subconsciously shook off the goosebumps on his arms. In the end, he still smiled and gave the letter to Little Baozhu: "Baozhu, you see, your father said he misses me."
Baozhu withered: "Oh."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "???"
By the way, this little girl's behavior was a bit too obvious, right?
Remembering the gift mentioned at the end of the letter, Jiang Nuanzhi frowned and found a box from the pile of packages he had just sent back. Opening it, there was a silver medal with the words: Good Wife A Nuan engraved on it.
"Yeah, it's so cold."
The little old man opened the door and came in, shaking off the snow on his body and rubbing his hands.
When he saw Ah Nuan, he coughed lightly: "Haha, I forgot, it's still early, it's so cold outside." Then he sat down on the stool as if nothing happened.
However, when he saw the thing in Jiang Nuanzhi's hand, his eyes suddenly widened and he grinned loudly: "Haha, what the hell is this? It's so ugly! It's crooked! There's something on it. Is there a word? Good lady. Ah Nuan?”
"Hahahaha, isn't this a gift from Mr. Li? Hahahaha!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Can she throw this thing out?
The kind that's thrown far away?
But in the next second, she did exactly that, but she stuffed the silver medal directly into the little old man's wide mouth.
The harsh laughter stopped abruptly.
Jiang Nuanzhi exhaled.
Well, I feel comfortable.
Little old man: "!" (End of this chapter)