The Rebellion of the Smoker's Daughter (3)

A loving smile appeared on the corner of Luo Kun's mouth: "I have a daughter who is about the same age as you, and she is just as kind. ”

Jiang Xiaoqi curled the corners of his lips: "She must be very happy to have a father like you, I have dreamed since I was a child that my father can accompany me to talk and take a walk, but my father is not in good health, and when he is alive, he can only lie on the bed every day, staring blankly at the roof of the shed." My mother doesn't like the way my father looks, she always tries to hide out, and she doesn't even want to see my face......"

Jiang Xiaoqi wiped a few handfuls of tears, and the corners of his mouth barely put a smile on his lips: "Look at me, it's useless to tell you this, come, drink the medicine quickly!" ”

Jiang Xiaoqi straightened his arm, but the only silver chuan on his skinny wrist was gone. Luo Kun, who was extremely observant, stopped taking the medicine and asked casually: "Xiaoqi, where is the chuan in your hand?" ”

Jiang Xiaoqi dodged Luo Kun's gaze and muttered, "I, I accidentally lost it." ”

Where is Luo Kun willing to believe, carefully looking at Jiang Xiaoqi's washed white apricot gown, and the embroidered shoes with raw edges on her feet, her eyes couldn't help but darken.

Jiang Xiaoqi patiently finished feeding the medicine, and was about to fetch water to scrub Luo Kun when Cao Ke'er's sharp curse came from outside.

"Dead girl, where is the death of the big day? Why don't you hurry up and deliver food to my mother, do you want to starve me to death? ”

Jiang Xiaoqi cleaned up in a panic, and said apologetically to Luo Kun: "Uncle, my mother can't wait when she's hungry, I'll go get her something to eat first, and you can scrub it when I come back!" ”

Luo Kun couldn't help but have a good impression of this filial and well-behaved girl, and he was even more disgusted with her mother who pretended to be crazy and stupid and had no maternal love.

Luo Kun in the original book was rescued by Cao Keer, and learned from her about her miserable experience in the Jiang family, and described Jiang Xiaoqi as arrogant and domineering as the Jiang family, which made Luo Kun more sympathetic to Cao Keer, and subconsciously regarded her as a kind but unfortunate woman, a helpless but forbearing mother.

So even when he came to the Luo family, Jiang Xiaoqi was a dispensable and even more humble existence than his subordinates, which led to Jiang Xiaoqi's tragic death step by step.

Jiang Xiaoqi, dressed as Nalan Qi, has the first important task to prevent Cao Keer from getting the help of Luo Kun, the future backer.

Cao Ke'er can't become Luo Kun's savior, so naturally it is impossible to marry into the Luo family, she is now just a crazy woman who doesn't even recognize her own daughter, and she has almost no chance and ability to torture Jiang Xiaoqi anymore.

Jiang Xiaoqi brought the porridge and pickles to Cao Ke'er, and the gloomy hut only had a small window for passing rice, and the other doors and windows were all nailed.

Through the small pitiful window, Jiang Xiaoqi handed in today's meal.

"What a broken thing, I don't eat it!" The dishes and chopsticks handed in were knocked over to the ground at once, and Cao Ke'er squeezed into the window with her hair scattered and her face full of fierce faces, and a row of gloomy teeth wanted to take a bite on Jiang Xiaoqi's throat.

"Jiang Xiaoqi, you unfilial brute! Change the law and lock the old lady as a madman in this place, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder? ”

Jiang Xiaoqi was taken aback, pretending to be sad and sobbing: "Mother, when will you be well?" Xiaoqi no longer has a father, if you continue to be so crazy, Xiaoqi won't even have a mother...... Grandma said that if you are not good, you will be locked up for the rest of your life, what do you want Xiaoqi to do? ”

Jiang Xiaoqi had already felt the faint sound of breathing behind him, and there was no doubt that it must be Luo Kun. Jiang Xiaoqi secretly pinched the root of his leg in front of the important audience, for the truth of crying, and the tears flowed more cheerfully.

Listening to the sound of Luo Kun sighing and leaving, Jiang Xiaoqi skimmed a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, looking at Cao Ke'er, who was scolding hoarsely, Jiang Xiaoqi exclaimed: "Mother, aunt and grandmother went out today, and the kitchen didn't cook dinner, you knocked over the food, and you didn't eat again......"

Cao Ke'er's eyes suddenly widened, and she made a gesture to grab Jiang Xiaoqi's face, and scolded in her mouth: "Little slut, you can't die well!" ”。

Jiang Xiaoqi easily dodged away, laughed coldly not far from the window, and spit out a sentence with a slight movement of his mouth: "Cao Ke'er, this is your retribution!" ”

Cao Keer guessed this sentence from Jiang Xiaoqi's mouth, rolled her eyes angrily, her mouth kept squirming but she couldn't speak for a long time.

She didn't know when her cowardly crying daughter who looked like a paralyzed husband suddenly became so powerful, no matter how she scolded and intimidated, her dark eyes were always unfazed, looking at herself with a touch of mockery and contempt, and she shuddered when she looked at herself, as if she was a demon from hell who wanted revenge. She disdains to kill herself, but to slowly torture herself into a wreck, a madman, to die and rot in a sea of scolding and ridicule.

Cao Ke'er shivered a lot, and she suddenly became inexplicably afraid, could it be that this Jiang Xiaoqi was not her daughter at all? Yes, she is not Jiang Xiaoqi, it is the dead ghost husband who is back, and he is looking for revenge!!

It turned out that the death of Jiang Dagongzi had a lot to do with Cao Keer, although Jiang Dagongzi was paralyzed, his function as a man was still sound.

In order to gain a foothold in the Jiang family, Cao Keer had no choice but to have a round house with Jiang Dagongzi, and once gave birth to Jiang Xiaoqi, he never got close to Jiang Dagongzi.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoqi was about to be thirteen years old, Jiang Dagongzi, who had never had a son, proposed to let Cao Keer give birth to another heir for himself.

However, Cao Keer, who deeply dislikes her husband, can't even stand it when she looks at her husband, where is she willing to have children for him, and immediately sarcastically said: "You still want to have a son just because of your lump of dead pork?" I'd rather be with a dog than with you again! ”

Jiang Dagongzi was puffed out by Cao Keer's angry eyes, and for a while he was phlegm, and he was about to lose his breath, Cao Keer just wanted to call someone, but he thought of what he said in a hurry just now, if Jiang Dagongzi recovered, he would definitely tell the rest of the Jiang family that when the time came, he would either abandon himself or force himself to have sex with him, no matter which one Cao Keer didn't want to accept.

Thinking of this, Cao Keer couldn't help but stop and close the doors and windows tightly, looking at her husband who kept making a terrifying "ho-ho" sound in her throat, Cao Ke'er showed a fierce look, and actually picked up the quilt and firmly covered her husband's face.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, a cripple like you shouldn't live in this world. Early death and early life, I hope you will cast a healthy body in the next life, don't blame me......" Cao Keer's hands were bruised, and his eyes were full of determination.