Jiang Mingli didn't know whether she was angry or frightened, her face turned pale, the flesh on her face trembled a little, and it took a long time before she said hatefully: "What does she know? Does she have proof? Wait for your father to come back, let him make an appointment with Mr. Zhang, and quickly settle the marriage between the two." ”

Jiang Jiuyue frowned: "That Mr. Zhang is so big, and I heard that he is still a little perverted, Jiuxi will definitely not agree." ”

"Then I can't help her!" Jiang Mingli's eyes showed anger, as if Jiang Jiuxi was her mortal enemy: "I could tie her up once back then, and this time it's the same." ”

......

Jiang Jiuxi didn't know anything at all, because the original owner didn't leave any traces in his memory, and when he passed by the hardware store in the morning, he thought about buying a handy tool for self-defense.

In this world, there is no one to protect her. She had to make herself so strong that she didn't have a weakness! No, there was a little curly hair that was a weakness right now.

Therefore, some tools should be prepared in advance in case of accidents.

After all, the author of the book is full of deep malice towards her, how can she be doing well.

When I entered the hardware store, I glanced at the rope on the wall and the wrench on the tool rack, my body trembled unconsciously, and a fear inexplicably arose in my heart, which was the fear that the original owner didn't want to think about in the depths of his own.

Jiang Jiuxi stared at the rope and wrench for a while, still not knowing why the original owner was afraid of the rope and wrench, but since this was the case, then she might be able to buy it and test the Jiang family.

It really made her try to figure out a little clue, Jiang Mingli's face stiffened when she saw the rope, and even Jiang Jiuyue's eyes showed a trace of panic.

Interesting!!

She decided to wait for the little curly hair to come back after participating in the first parent-child show, and when she had enough time, she would settle accounts with the Jiang family, thinking about making a call to Hou Jinguo, so that he had recently kept an eye on Jiang Jiuyue and Jiang Mingli.

Jiang Jiuxi went home in a good mood, and when he entered the door, he found Xiao Curly Hair sitting alone in front of the balcony floor-to-ceiling window, with his little hands on his knees, facing the window, like a fat mushroom.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Jiuxi was surprised that Little Curly didn't have a surprise and ran over to call her mother, so she could only ask Aunt Du with her mouth.

Aunt Du couldn't cry or laugh, and the little guy woke up and knew that he had wet the bed, so he sat on the balcony like this, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I knew I was wetting the bed, and I was a little unhappy. ”

Jiang Jiuxi also doesn't understand how old it is normal for children not to wet the bed, but I used to hear my mother say that the third brother still wets the bed when he goes to elementary school, so Xiao Curly is only four years old, isn't it normal to wet the bed?

Because of the different references and inexperience, Jiang Jiuxi was extremely tolerant of the little curly, walked over with a smile, squatted down in front of the little curly, reached out and poked his fleshy little face with his fingers: "Oh, what's wrong with our little cub?"

The little curly hair stared at Jiang Jiuxi, a layer of water vapor gradually floated in his round eyes, and the tails of his eyes turned red a little bit, and when he blinked, crystal tears hung on his curly eyelashes.

Jiang Jiuxi sighed in her heart, her cub is really the most beautiful cub, and she can cry so beautifully.

As a result, in the next second, the little curly-haired little mouth deflated, and he cried loudly, wiping his tears with the back of his little hand while crying, and did not forget to explain with a sob: "I'm a man, I didn't wet the bed, so ...... Probably my drool......"

Jiang Jiuxi: "......"

The corners of his eyes twitched and he wanted to laugh, but he was afraid that a smile would completely hurt the fragile self-esteem of the little curly.