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People's hearts are flesh and blood, they will be uncomfortable and sad when they are hurt, and they will naturally feel warm when they are cared for.

Jiang Mi was quite moved by the old lady's overture.

Jiang Yuanming didn't know if he was influenced by the old lady at this time, but he actually knew that he took the initiative to add food to Jiang Mi and Uncle Jiang with chopsticks.

Jiang Laohan warmly entertained Nie Weidong, and Jiang Laohan was rare in his heart for this handsome young man with a lot of talent.

Li Lamei originally drooped her face, just eating herself, pretending not to see the harmony of the family.

After she ate a few bites of food, and saw the dumplings on the table, she suddenly remembered that Jiang Duo, who was locked up upstairs, didn't seem to have eaten dinner, and Li Lamei didn't say a word, reached out and picked up the large plate of dumplings in front of Jiang Mi and went upstairs.

Jiang Mi slapped his chopsticks on the table with a snap.

She was fed six or seven percent full by Nie Weidong in Liu's villa, but she was not hungry at this time. But the dumplings that grandma made for her had just been cooked and served in front of her, and before she could eat one, she was taken away by Li Lamei, and Jiang Mi almost blew her lungs.

"Rice, forget it, I'll give you the bag when I go back, your mother is distressed that your sister hasn't eaten." Mrs. Jiang hurriedly comforted her little granddaughter.

When the youngest son came back this time, it was said that he would not be in the army in the future. But the work hasn't been arranged yet, and Mrs. Jiang doesn't want to let Li Lamei, the most capable granddaughter in the family, go away again.

"Girl, let's not be angry, Ming'er Ye will go to the beach to buy the best live shrimp and come back, and let your milk give you dumplings with shrimp." Jiang Laohan also hurriedly gave Jiang Mi Shunmao.

Jiang Yuanming sat in his seat and didn't say anything, but he also brought a plate of cold chicken breast to Jiang Mi's eyes.

Nie Weidong handed Jiang Mi the pumpkin porridge that the old man Jiang gave him in front of him.

"It's better to drink something in the evening to digest it."

Uncle Jiang didn't say anything, and while paying attention to the performance of everyone at the table, he secretly observed Jiang Mi's reaction.

Uncle Jiang doesn't know much about the character and temper of this legendary genius niece.

Seeing Jiang Mi wrestling chopsticks with Li Lamei because of a plate of dumplings, Uncle Jiang's heart couldn't help but sink. I think Jiang Mi is only afraid that he is not a good person. What if you are pampered and arrogant and lawless?

Jiang Mi's anger in his heart was dispelled a lot by everyone's concern at this time.

She was not angry with Li Lamei because of a plate of dumplings, but because Li Lamei was still as angry as before.

After Mrs. Jiang entered the city, it was like a different person, why did Li Lamei not only not make progress, but retreated more and more? Even if he felt sorry for Jiang Duo and didn't eat dinner, he brought it up in public, and he was still a sister.

"That master, dad, uncle, you eat, sister-in-law, don't be busy, hurry up and sit down and eat." Jiang Mi melted a smile on his face, and pulled his sister-in-law, who was busy serving food and vegetables, to sit down and eat beside him.

Aunt Jiang sighed happily. Affectionately sat down next to Jiang Mi.

"Uncle, how did you arrange to come back to work this time?" After Jiang Mi accompanied everyone to drink a small half bowl of pumpkin porridge, seeing that Uncle Jiang was like a storm, he was the first to finish eating and put down his chopsticks. I can't help but ask.

"There is no arrangement for the time being, as soon as my uncle is a veteran, he can only go home to farm if he can't find a job in the city."

Uncle Jiang was duplicitous and fooled Jiang Mi. In fact, I had already calculated how to take over the Jiang family's business instead of Jiang Mi.

Uncle Jiang sat opposite Jiang Mi and Nie Weidong.

At this time, his focus had shifted from Jiang Mi to Nie Weidong.

Looking at Nie Weidong, who was chewing slowly and eating more elegantly and delicately than the eldest girl, Uncle Jiang couldn't help frowning dissatisfied.

This kid is too slimy to eat, and he doesn't look like a soldier! This must be a fake battle hero! With this eating speed, can you fight a fart battle on the battlefield?

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