Chapter 138: You don't have a fever, do you?
Because of her good face and upset, Jiang Duo didn't tell her grandmother and Li Lamei yesterday about her sister's passing the exam. So now the family mistakenly thinks that Jiang Mi failed the exam.
Hearing Jiang Duo's voice, Li Lamei also roared in the East House: "Let your sister get up and cook!" ”
Jiang Mi couldn't help but roll his eyes. If you want to cook, you can cook, what a big deal.
I got off the ground, washed up, and was thinking about making some breakfast, when I heard her mother muttering in the east room.
"A dead girl, what can you do, you can be a demon all day long, you even asked Wang Stonemason to get a big stone as a pillow and send it, and when you open your mouth, let me tell him a matchmaker, and your grandmother and your sister-in-law still think I have received a lot of gifts."
"Talking about the media? Wang Bingsheng has taken a fancy to my sister-in-law? Jiang Mi thought of the idea in the blink of an eye. To be honest, Jiang Mi hopes that her sister-in-law can grasp Wang Bingsheng's potential stock. That's a future billionaire, and Wang Bingsheng has a good character. Although he became the leading jewelry tycoon in China in later generations, there were never any bad rumors around him.
Jiang Duo pursed his lips disdainfully, "Wang Bingsheng's family has a stall father, a blind mother, will my grandmother and my sister-in-law be happy?" ”
"yes, that's why your grandmother doesn't like that." Li Lamei put on her shoes and got off the kang. The main reason is that she is not very worried about her second daughter's cooking. The second girl cooks pig food, and the breakfast that cooks people is a little choking.
Jiang Mi is indeed not very good at cooking, especially the cauldron of eight people, this guy bends down and can't reach the bottom of the pot, and when it is deep, he feels like he is going to fall into the pot.
I wanted to make some polenta, some corn tortillas, and cut some shredded pickles for rice, but after seeing the lard with grease residue, I suddenly wanted to eat potatoes stewed with lard.
"Hey, there's a lot of lard at home? Mom, who gave it? Jiang Mi asked casually.
Li Lamei tied her apron and said with a bit of smugness on her face: "Your milk gave it." You want me to give your sister-in-law a wooden object in your grandmother's village, that old woman is also a ...... of employing people forward, not backwards."
"Actually, Wang Bingsheng is also very good. If there are temporary difficulties at home, it doesn't mean that people will be poor for a lifetime. Jiang Mi said intentionally or unintentionally while cleaning up the potatoes.
Li Lamei's eyes widened, and Jiang Mi snorted. "You kid knows what to do. There are two medicine jars in the family, Wang Bingsheng is a stinky stone, how much money can he save in a year? Marrying a man and marrying a man to dress and eat, who will follow the poor family and the broken house? ”
"What's my sister-in-law's opinion?" Jiang Mi was a little unrelenting. In fact, Wang Bingsheng made his fortune quite early, and it seems that it has only been a few years. Eighty percent is related to Nameng Mountain ginseng. Even if Aunt Jiang marries, she won't be able to endure a few years of hardship. Moreover, Wang Bingsheng attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and he will marry in the past and have a love of sharing weal and woe, which is naturally different from marrying someone with money. But she couldn't get it out. I only hope that Aunt Jiang can have a unique vision and can change her fate.
"What opinion can your sister-in-law have, I don't have to listen to your grandmother. Don't yell when you go out, little girl. Li Lamei obviously didn't want to talk about Wang Bingsheng anymore, and instructed Jiang Mi to start stir-frying and cooking. 's mouth is constantly instructing, "A girl's family, if you don't study well, and if you don't learn to cook well, who wants to marry someone in the future?" ”
"Mom, who told you I can't study well? I'm going to the town school today. Jiang Mi was a little surprised. I wondered if her sister didn't say anything about her admission last night?
"Check-in? You, did you get in? Li Lamei was so shocked that the spatula almost fell to the ground.
"Well, I got in. The principal said that I should go directly to the third year of junior high school. Start your school day and start school. Jiang Mi wasn't very interested in going to school, but what did Li Lamei's ghostly expression mean?
"In the third year of junior high school? You don't have a fever, do you? You dead girl talking nonsense?! Li Lamei still believed it a little at first, but when Jiang Mi said that she was in the third year of junior high school, she didn't believe it at all.