Chapter 370 Food Heals the Heart
Chapter 370 Food Heals the Heart
A dog and a bird, both thieves understand human nature.
The two of them are like a pair of bickering lovers all day long.
"I got it, miss. Xiaohua, I'll take you to wash it clean." Xue Huan responded sweetly, and then went to the kitchen to get a basin to fetch water.
Jiang Fubao went into the yard alone, carrying a lunch box to deliver food to his second brother.
The house is very big.
It is really tiring to carry a food box with a big soup bowl in it and not let the soup spill.
The weather is hot again.
When she arrived outside her second brother's room, there was already sweat on her forehead.
"Brother, have you finished washing up?"
There is a water tank as soon as you enter the yard. My second brother is afraid of heat, so he uses cold water to wash in summer.
I guess it will just take a quick rinse.
That's why she didn't roll out the noodles, but used dried noodles instead.
"Well, okay, Fubao, come in." Jiang Tongmu's voice sounded much stronger than before.
It seemed that he was comforted by his sister.
People are no longer decadent.
He changed into clean clothes, and the sour smell on his body faded away, replaced by the fresh scent of soap.
"Second brother, eat quickly." Jiang Fubao put the food box on the table.
Then he took off his handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face.
Jiang Tongmu opened the food box and took out the bowl of soup.
As soon as he smelled the aroma, his stomach started to growl.
My appetite was aroused at once.
"Fubao, did you really do this?" Jiang Tongmu was shocked.
He has only been away from home for more than a month, how come his sister can cook already?
"Of course, grandma said it's delicious, second brother, you should try it." Jiang Fubao raised his chin proudly.
"Slurp, wow, it's delicious, really delicious, even better than the fried dough noodles made by grandma. Fubao, if you have this skill, you can open a restaurant when you grow up."
Jiang Tongmu praised generously.
He didn't lie.
The noodles made by my sister are really delicious.
The noodles were still a little hot, and Jiang Tongmu blew on them while eating.
Finally, I even finished the soup.
The bowl was clean, with only a small chopped green onion left stuck to the bottom of the bowl.
"Burp~" Jiang Tongmu had been feeling sad for several days. This was the first full meal he had, and he started burping because he was too full.
sweating a lot.
The bath was in vain.
The noodles made him feel hot all over, and he only felt better after drinking a glass of cold water.
Jiang Fubao was not in a hurry to leave. The brother and sister discussed the content of the provincial examination in the room.
Finally, draw conclusions.
Jiang Tongmu’s writing went off topic.
Jiang Tongmu regretted it so much that he slapped his forehead.
"It's okay, second brother. You can take the exam next year. It's not too late. You just came back early so you can have a good rest. I heard from my aunt that she has taken a fancy to a girl. I guess she will mention this to you tonight. I think I will have a second sister-in-law soon." Jiang Fubao covered his mouth and smiled obscenely.
"You kid, you only know how to tease your second brother." Jiang Tongmu tapped her forehead.
The force is very light.
At that time, An An, who was sleeping in the second courtyard, had already woken up.
Xiaohua's shouting just now didn't wake him up.
He is a good boy. Once he falls asleep, even thunder can't wake him up.
"Aunt, Aunt, I'm awake, An An is awake~" Little An An climbed down from the bed.
Put on your coat in a messy way.
Then he put the right shoe on his left foot and the left shoe on his right foot, and went out to look for his aunt.
I looked around but couldn't find anyone.
I was about to cry.
The phoenix on the tree began to chirp.
"As soon as you enter the courtyard, as soon as you enter the courtyard, master, as soon as you enter the courtyard."
The words were incoherent, but An An understood them.
He staggered towards the yard.
"Aunt, aunt, An An is looking for you, aunt, come out, An An is here."
The little guy's voice was so powerful that not only Jiang Fubao, but also the maid and the three Jiang Wangyou sisters who were taking a nap could hear it.
"Young Master, let me help you get dressed."
After failing to find her aunt, An An was caught by the maid and taken into the house.
Jiang Fubao stuck his head out and laughed out loud.
"An An has gained some weight. If she continues like this, our family won't have to buy pork." Jiang Tongmu said quietly.
"Brother, who is fatter, An An or me?" Jiang Fubao asked him, blinking his big eyes.
"Fubao has never been fat. You have been pretty since you were a child, and you will definitely be more pretty when you grow up. If you can't lose weight in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a wife. Then, big brother will have to spend more money to trick a blind girl back."
Jiang Tongmu's attitude towards his nephew and sister is completely different.
But Jiang Fubao loves to listen to it.
After chatting for a while, Jiang Fubao went to the main hall to rescue An An.
In the afternoon, she played with her sisters and An An and sweated all over.
In the evening, the Jiang family returned from the shop.
Found Jiang Tongmu at home.
I guessed that he probably failed the exam.
So, at dinner that night, everyone deliberately avoided this topic.
"Tongmu, go out with mom tomorrow." Zhu Yingqiu said tentatively halfway through the meal.
"Okay." His sister had told him in advance, so Jiang Tongmu knew what to do.
I'm afraid my mother will take him to see a girl.
Zhu Yingqiu didn't expect her son to agree so readily, so she ate half a bowl of dinner extra.
After the Chinese New Year, my son rejected three girls in a row.
She is still worried about it.
No matter how late it is, he should get married at the age of Eighteen.
If you are over eighteen, you are already an old boy.
How could she not be anxious?
"What kind of girl does second brother like?" Jiang Fubao asked after finishing his meal, pulling Jiang Tongmu's sleeve and looking up.
Although she is seven years old this year.
But my second brother is very tall.
At least 1.78 meters tall.
Compared to her, who is so short, her second brother looks like a giant.
"She's not stupid, she has a good personality, and as for her looks, it doesn't matter, as long as she's not scary ugly. The most important thing is that she can live a stable life. If she's sneaky, always helping her parents to raise her younger brother, or plotting against her husband's family, then I don't want her no matter how pretty she is."
In fact, Jiang Tongmu thinks that sister-in-law is pretty good.
At least it's good for Fubao.
After my eldest sister-in-law got married, our family was still as harmonious as usual.
But this cannot be said to others.
He could only explain it in more detail.
On the surface, it was an answer to his younger sister, but in fact, it was also spoken to his mother.
"Ahem, Fubao, you are already seven years old. From now on, you can't always cling to your brother like you do now, understand? It is said that boys and girls should not sit at the same table when they are seven years old, although our family doesn't care about this.
But your second brother is going to see a bride tomorrow. If he gets married, what will your second sister-in-law think? Even if you are siblings, you still have to follow the rules, understand? Come, come to mother."
Zhang Yanzi pretended to cough twice behind Jiang Fubao.
After saying that, he waved at her, signaling Jiang Fubao to let go of the hand that was holding his brother's sleeve.
Jiang Fubao had no choice but to obey. She shrank her neck, took a step back, and came to her mother.
"I know, mother." Fortunately, her mother didn't see her hugging her second brother in the daytime, otherwise she would have scolded her even more harshly.
Jiang Fubao is not afraid of anyone.
Everyone in the family dotes on her.
Only her mother always controls her.
But she knew that her mother loved her very much.
I guess he was afraid that his future sisters-in-law would think too much, so he taught her in advance.
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