Although the plot does not elaborate on the history of Jianghuai's struggle, it only takes a few words to crawl and crawl all the way, but you don't need to use your brain to know how difficult it is for a teenager to climb to his current position without the help of others.

Sun Qing's heart moved, and the ghost made a god grab Jiang Huai's hand and look at it.

As she expected, the palm was covered with a thick layer of calluses, which felt like touching a brick, rough and piercing her hands.

The back of the hand is also different from the normal skin on the back of the hand, thick, like a regular use, worn out of a calloon, hard and hard.

Not only calluses, Sun Qing also found a scar on Jiang Huai's hand, a crooked and zigzag line, from the back of the hand to the palm of the hand, the color of the wound is dark, from the ridge of the epidermis can be seen how serious the injury was, even if the injury is healed now, when you meet the timid, you feel scary and dare not look at it.

Jiang Huai's palm was itchy by Sun's light touch, and he took his hand back.

"Don't look at it."

Sun Qing was unhappy, she didn't let her watch it, she wanted to watch it!

Not only those injuries, but she also saw that the nails of Jianghuai's ring finger and little finger looked uneven, as if they had been injured and regrown.

With Jiang Huai's current worth, he no longer has to go to the construction site to work by himself, and he must have been injured before. What a serious injury must have been to ruin his nails like this, and they haven't healed until now?

Sun silently picked up Jiang Huai's other hand, which was no stronger than the other hand.

Except for the palms and backs of the hands, there is no good nail on the hand.

Sun Qing's eyes turned red uncontrollably.

Jiang Huai looked at Sun Qing quietly: "Don't scare you, don't look at it!" ”

After speaking, he was about to withdraw his hand, but he didn't want to, and his whole arm was hugged.

"Husband, it must hurt, right?"

Jiang Huai's eyes were deep, as if he remembered the past, and the ripples under his eyes flashed: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Sun pouted: "You liar, how can it not hurt!" ”

She died of pain just by looking at it!

Jiang Huai looked down at the person with his head hanging and his tone wilted, and just wanted to speak, there was a sound of wood falling to the ground, and he hurriedly and carefully pulled his arm out.

"I'll take a look."

Sun Qing looked deeply at the back of Jiang Huai leaving, until he couldn't see it, then he withdrew his gaze and concentrated on cooking.

Just now, Sun Youcai dug out a beam from the mound, with a lot of nails on it, and he didn't let people help move it for fear of smashing people, so he threw it directly on the ground.

Jiang Huai glanced at the dense nails on the wood, and said, "Don't do it, someone will come to help tomorrow." Wash your hands and take a break! ”

When Sun Youcai and Wang Tielan heard this, they hurriedly replied with a smile: "The three rounds of soil are full, let's go and pour it again!" ”

After the two finished speaking, they neatly shoveled the tricycle full, and it didn't take two minutes to leave.

Jiang Hai had already taken Sun Xiaodi to fish on the side, and when he heard Jiang Huai say this, he hurriedly pulled Sun Xiaodi to wash his hands.

"Dad, I'll go into the house and do my homework for a while!"

Jiang Huai quickly cleaned up himself and his little brother Sun, and pulled the child away.

There is not even a table, chair or bench on the new side of the house, and when it comes to eating, it is still on the side of the old house.

Sun Qing took advantage of the steamed egg custard to cut the braised vegetables he bought, and tripped over two cold dishes by the way.

The mung beans on the honeycomb coal stove had already boiled and bloomed, and Sun lightly stirred it and pressed the beans that had not yet bloomed to bloom.

When the egg custard is steamed, the mung bean soup and other dishes are ready.

Sun Qing shouted into the room: "Jiang Hai, serve rice!" ”

Jiang Hai was taking Sun Xiaodi to assemble a small fan in the house, and when he heard Sun screaming, he subconsciously pouted.

Before he could get up, Little Brother Sun, who was sitting next to him, was already one step ahead of him and trotted out.

Jiang Hai instantly lowered his face: Look at the child who scared him! Uncontrollably flashed the picture of his childhood in his mind, he couldn't let Sun Xiaodi be the same as him.