Feeling his grandmother's gaze, Jiang Shi walked out of the house with a red face.

I walked all the way to the Westinghouse, and the heat on my face hadn't dissipated.

Last night, the movement of the two people was not small.

The house is so big, with a hall in between, and my grandmother's hearing has not been very good in the past two years.

Rao is like this, Grandma Jiang still heard it, which shows that their movement is really not small.

Grandma Jiang did hear some, but not much, she only listened to the room in the middle of the night, still tossing.

Grandma Jiang is all from the past, so she naturally knows why she is so tossed.

Thinking that Xiaoshi still wanted to raise the little girl as a sister, but on the night of the wedding, he didn't do anything.

Grandma Jiang didn't think Jiang Shi was unkind or anything.

Originally, it was his daughter-in-law, so it was right to toss.

And Grandma Jiang also likes to smell Ling, the little girl is quiet and doesn't speak, and it is also pleasing to the eye.

Although it's a little fool, it's not a troublemaker, and it's not tossed, but it's much better than those girls who stir up the house every day.

Compared with those stirring up spirits, Grandma Jiang would rather be a little fool.

At least, it's not that much to do, and it's worry-free.

After Jiang Shi set the meal, he went to the West House to call Wen Ling.

The little girl was tired, and she was still lying down.

Seeing him coming, he squinted and smiled.

The little girl looks very good, and because she has been moistened by the moonlight, she looks fuller than yesterday.

And Jiang Shi always felt that the original yellow hair seemed to be a little darker?

Maybe I'm mistaken, right?

Jiang Shi didn't know, what he was thinking about was, what kind of medicine would he pick up and come back to raise the little girl's hair?

Thinking back to last night, I touched the touch of the little girl's green silk, and it still felt smooth and smooth.

You have to raise it.

"Little stone, get dressed." Wen Ling got out of the quilt, opened his arms, and wanted Jiang Shi to dress.

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Shi's face turned red.

Although Wen Ling is still wearing a shirt, this and this......

Jiang Shi blushed and went to get clothes for the little girl.

The clothes have been washed and their hair is gray and hard, and they look like old clothes that have been used for a long time, and there are patches on them.

Looking at this dress, Jiang Shi sighed slightly.

The Wen family is really right, the little girl got married, and she married Wen Xiang to her side, the Wen family didn't match anything, and she didn't even want to give her slightly better clothes?

It can be seen what kind of life the little girl lives at home.

Yesterday, he thought that the Wen family was good to the little girl.

But nowadays, it may not be the case.

Looking at the little girl Qing Lingling, there was no half of the blurred eyes, Jiang Shi always felt that the little girl might not be stupid.

The reason why I asked him to feed him yesterday was because I saw that he didn't have white rice to eat, and I wanted to use this as an excuse to let myself eat too.

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Shi's heart was sour, astringent and distressed.

He wanted the little girl to eat something good, but the little girl felt sorry for him, and was reluctant to eat alone, so she asked him to eat as if she were coquettish, and then let him eat with him.

Still too poor.

Jiang Shi felt that his eyes were a little sour, but the clothes on his hands were not put on Wen Ling's body.

Instead, he turned around, and his voice was a little muffled: "Lingling will wait for me." ”

Jiang Shi's clothes, Wen Ling is naturally not easy to wear.

However, Jiang Mu still had some clothes.

After Jiang's mother passed away, she only burned a few things she usually liked.

There were still some good materials left, and Jiang Mu repeatedly held Jiang Shi's hand to prevent him from burning, saying don't spoil things.

So, there are still a lot of clean clothes to keep.

Jiang's father's is similar, and Jiang Shi still wears Jiang's father's clothes in many of his work clothes now.

(End of chapter)