Chapter 5: Scolding the Street
Jiang Xinyu drank the peach crisp soaked in hot water, and ate sweet roasted sweet potatoes with Jiang Yuzhu, and her stomach was a lot more comfortable.
The current peach crisp tastes definitely not as good as all kinds of dim sum in later generations in Jiang Xinyu's eyes, but in the countryside in this year, it is already a dim sum that I am reluctant to eat a few times a year.
Jiang Xinyu cleaned the bowl, took out a box of malt milk essence from the cabinet locked in the memory of the original owner, and soaked a bowl for Jiang Yuzhu.
Jiang Yuzhu hasn't eaten anything in the past few days, how can an adult have enough for dinner? If you don't have oil or water, you should eat more.
Mrs. Li is really not a thing.
This malt milk essence was sent by Chen Xiuyun's family from Shanghai, but whenever something was sent, Chen Xiuyun would find a way to keep some for her two daughters, and the eldest daughter would also give some, and the rest would be handed over to Mrs. Li.
Jiang Yuzhu knew that Jiang Xinyu had good intentions, but she didn't shirk it, but she still left half a bowl for Jiang Xinyu, Jiang Xinyu patted her stomach and said that she was full.
In this year, when you are really full, there will be no leftovers on the table at any time. Jiang Yuzhu knew that the girl wanted her to drink more.
The newly baked sisters understood each other, and went to bed after eating and drinking.
Jiang Xinyu thought that she couldn't sleep after lying down for a day, but she didn't want to finish drinking the medicine, her mind was messed up, and she didn't know when she fell asleep again.
The news of Jiang Xinyu's suicide by jumping into the river spread throughout the village, and the people who knew the youth naturally heard about it.
Some people in the village scolded Mrs. Li behind her back, scolding her for having a rotten heart and liver to find someone who was sick for her granddaughter, but there were also people who felt that Mrs. Li was right, her body was defective, her living conditions were good, and she could help her family, so naturally some people felt that Jiang Xinyu didn't know how to kill her own father.
As for the educated youth, they are all people who have read books and learned reason, and they feel that what happened to Lao Jiang's family is completely the bad consequences of arranged marriages in feudal society.
After Song Minghan heard that Jiang Xinyu committed suicide by jumping into the river, he went back and forth around Jiang Xinyu's house seven or eight times throughout the day.
Early in the morning of the second day, Song Minghan plucked up his courage and carried some eggs to the gate of Lao Jiang's house, but met Jiang Baoqin at the door.
Jiang Baoqin greeted him, and then pulled his sleeve and walked towards Lin Dai.
Lao Jiang's house is in the west of the village, there are people living on the left and behind, but there is no one on the right, and then go there, there is a large forest belt.
Song Minghan was a little stunned, "Comrade Jiang Baoqin, what are you doing?" ”
Jiang Baoqin put down his sleeve and said, "Do you want to go to see Sister Xinyu?" ”
Song Minghan naturally nodded.
Jiang Baoqin found Song Minghan walking around yesterday, and he was guarding early this morning, but he caught someone.
"Song Zhiqing, do you know what the situation in my family is? You come to see Sister Xinyu, let my grandmother know, will misunderstand your relationship, at this juncture, do you think my grandmother will anger you? ”
The bad things of the old Jiang family spread all over the village, and everyone knows the cause and effect, Song Minghan came to the door at this time, wouldn't Mrs. Li think that Jiang Xinyu had a good relationship, so she would refuse the Yao family's relatives?
Song Minghan will definitely not be able to please when he comes to the door, and it is possible to be beaten out by Mrs. Li with a broom.
Song Minghan naturally figured out the trick, and after hesitating for a moment, she asked, "What's wrong with Xinyu?" Are people alright? ”
Jiang Baoqin replied, "It's okay, you don't have to worry. ”
Song Minghan simply handed the eggs to Jiang Baoqin, "You can help me give these to Xinyu and let her nourish her body." ”
"Comrade Jiang Baoqin, I hope you can comfort Xinyu, her father's death was an accident, not her fault, she can't do stupid things anymore."
Jiang Baoqin responded continuously, and then she said: "Song Zhiqing, I don't know how to do some math problems, can you help me?" ”
The college entrance examination will resume next year, and she naturally wants to fight hard.
Song Minghan felt that Jiang Baoqin was very motivated, and there were not many people in the countryside who were so studious, so his tone was even more relaxed, "No problem, you will bring the exercise book to the youth next time." ”
After the two separated, Song Minghan looked at the cowshed from a distance. It was the middle of winter, but unfortunately he couldn't get any more quilts.
Jiang Baoqin carried the eggs and walked home in a very good mood.
In the courtyard, Mrs. Li was viciously scolding Jiang Yuzhu and Jiang Xinyu's doors.
What a mourning star, a loss of money and goods, how ugly it is to hear and how ugly it is.
Jiang Xinyu had already put on her clothes, and sat on the straw bed at the bottom to listen to her scolding.
She only had one vicious thought, why hasn't this old lady reached her life yet? It was the first time she hated someone so much. Before she woke up early in the morning, the old lady was scolding the street at the door.
After so many years of upbringing, she can neither scold the swear words in Mrs. Li's mouth, nor learn her to beat people with a broom, she is a junior, so she is destined to be bullied by this old lady.
"Milk"
Jiang Baoqin came close with the egg and shouted.
Mrs. Li turned her head and saw the egg Jiang Baoqin was mentioning, and her eyelids lifted and asked, "Where did it come from?" ”
Jiang Baoqin said: "It was the educated youth who ordered a male educated youth to send it to Sister Xinyu to replenish her body." ”
Mrs. Li's face immediately pulled down, and then she began to scold Jiang Xinyu for "little prostitutes" and other huge ugly words.
Jiang Xinyu couldn't bear it anymore, ignoring Jiang Yuzhu dragging her, pushed open the door, and stared viciously at Mrs. Li who was scolding.
Mrs. Li picked up the burning stick and was about to slap her, Jiang Xinyu caught the stick, the tiger's mouth hurt greatly, and with a force, Mrs. Li fell to the ground in shock.
"Sister Xinyu, how can you breastfeed?" Jiang Baoqin was surprised and hurried to help Mrs. Li.
"Which eye did you see me beating? Milk is not standing firm, what does it matter to me? ”
Mrs. Li was taken aback by Jiang Xinyu's vicious look of wanting to eat people, and after relieving herself, she didn't let Jiang Baoqin help her, but lay on the ground and sprinkled it.
"If you lose your conscience, the little prostitute killed her own father..."
Jiang Xinyu knocked on the wall with a burning stick, and asked in a loud voice: "You killed my father, can you change this fact if you scold me?" Didn't you see the money and open your eyes, and promised the Yao family's marriage, he would go to withdraw from his family? ”
Jiang Jianmin's death was an accident, no one expected that Jiang Xinyu said this to poke a knife at Mrs. Li's heart.
She hated Jiang Xinyu so much, and she was also sad about the death of her eldest son.
Jiang Xinyu is not a bun character, whoever makes her uncomfortable, she has to make the other party uncomfortable.
Jiang Yuzhu looked at the current Jiang Xinyu, a little surprised, the little sister has always been gentle and gentle, and her temper is very good, she has never seen her angry, let alone the appearance in front of her.
Seeing Mrs. Li scolding and crying, Jiang Yuzhu really felt so good.
Jiang Xinyu didn't feel sorry for Mrs. Li, looking at her crying with a handful of snot and tears, she squatted down and said, "You should go to my father's grave to cry." ”
After Jiang Xinyu squatted down, she didn't expect that someone would hit her with something, and the thing smashed on her shoulder bone, making her "hiss".