Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6415

This was originally a good thing, but if it spread, others would only praise Jiang's mother for being filial and a good daughter-in-law.However, Jiang Xianjun took the bowls and chopsticks but stood there and did not leave.

"Hey, send it over quickly, and come back for dinner after delivery." Mother Jiang ordered again.

Jiang Xianjun still stood there without moving, a pair of thick brows frowned on his fair face, full of embarrassment.

"What's the matter with you kid?" Mother Jiang raised her eyebrows thinly.

"Mother, are you going to give these to my grandfather?" Jiang Xianjun looked at the contents in the bowl and asked courageously.

Mother Jiang slammed the spatula in her hand against the edge of the pot, and asked sharply, "What are you talking about? There are rice, vegetables, and salted duck eggs. Can't you eat this? Don't we eat this too?"

Jiang Xianjun saw his old lady's anxious eyes, and he himself was flushed with anxiety, and he quickly explained: "No, mother, what I mean is... this rice, this rice is burnt, and I can't eat it, let alone my grandfather's old man's teeth It's not good..."

"Which one said that you can't eat it if it's burnt? Chew it in your mouth and it will be soft! If you don't use hot tea to make it, there will still be a burnt smell of rice crackers. Such a good thing is generally sold by others." I can’t even eat it, so hurry up and send it.”

"Mom, this is not good..."

"Okay or not, I have the final say, you send it quickly, if you don't believe me, I'll beat you?"

"Mother, father will be unhappy when he sees it later."

"He dares!" Mother Jiang's decibel suddenly rose several degrees.

Just at this time, Jiang's father listened to Jiang's mother's instructions and came to the kitchen after washing his hands. When he saw the mother and son in a stalemate, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Xianjun didn't dare to say anything, he lowered his head and looked into the bowl.

Father Jiang also saw it, and was stunned for a moment, "Why does Xianjun eat this food? It's all burnt, so don't eat it..."

Jiang's father stretched out his hand to snatch the job from Jiang Xianjun's hand, Jiang Xianjun murmured: "Father, this is what my mother sent me to give to my grandfather..."

Father Jiang's fingers froze suddenly, and the man raised his head to look at Mother Jiang in amazement, with shock and inquiry in his eyes.

Mother Jiang held the spatula in one hand and put the other on her hips, raised her chin and glared at Father Jiang angrily.

"Ok?"

After uttering a monosyllable with a slightly raised ending, Father Jiang's pupils shrank, and his shoulders shrank immediately, and the hand that snatched his job replaced it with a pat on Jiang Xianjun's shoulder: "Then you send it to your grandfather earlier. Bar!"

"Father, my grandfather's teeth are bad, the rice is all mushy." Jiang Xianjun whispered.

Why didn't Father Jiang know about it?
The man drooped his head from the corner of his eyes and secretly glanced at Mother Jiang. Mother Jiang still maintained her akimbo attitude. The man was so frightened that he quickly retracted his eyes and pushed Jiang Xianjun away: "Don't make your mother angry, go back quickly!" !"

Jiang Xianjun went out like this, and went to Lao Jiangtou's old house with his job in hand.

At this time, it was not completely dark yet, and the villagers were basically cooking supper at home, but they occasionally met one or two people on the road.

Jiang Xianjun didn't dare to stop to say hello to the other party, for fear that they would see what he gave his grandfather.

Old Jiangtou guards Jiang's old house alone, and Jiang's old house is next to Lao Yang's old house. If it weren't for this, Old Yang and Old Jiang would not have inherited the deep friendship.

When Jiang Xianjun wanted to go to the Jiang family's old house, he had to pass by the door of the main house in front of Lao Yang's house.

A figure just came out of the room and almost bumped into Jiang Xianjun.

Both of them were taken aback, and while they stepped back, they both apologized to each other.

Hearing the other party's voice and raising his head to see the other party's face, both of them were stunned at the same time.

"Mianmian?"

"Well, it's me."

The two stood facing each other, both blushing with embarrassment.

Although Jiang Xianjun is very shy on weekdays, he still has a little courage in front of his sweetheart.

Feeling his pounding heart, he took two steps forward, smiled and looked at the glowing red side face, Jiang Xianjun was full of joy: "It's almost dark, why did you come to the old house?"

Mianmian lifted the basket that was slung in the crook of her arm, there was a bowl in it, and another was buckled upside down on top of the bowl.

She whispered: "My sister-in-law gave birth to a baby girl, my mother made chicken soup, and sent me to send some chicken soup to the old house."

"Why is there a bowl left in the basket?" Jiang Xianjun asked again.

"My sister-in-law took the child back to her mother's house in the afternoon and made an extra bowl."

"Oh, so that's what happened." Jiang Xianjun nodded.

Mianmian also noticed the bowl in his hand, so she asked him in a very soft voice, "Why are you out with the bowl?"

Subconsciously, Jiang Xianjun wanted to hide the bowl behind his back so that Mianmian could not see it, but since she had seen it, he couldn't hide it anymore.

He felt very guilty, blushing and said: "My mother sent me to deliver food to my grandfather."

"Food delivery?" Mian Mian was surprised, and glanced at the things in his bowl again.

I just glanced at it casually before, and the inside of the bowl was dark and had a burnt smell.

At this moment, she took a closer look and was secretly surprised.

To be honest, she thought he was feeding the dog leftovers before, but she didn't expect that it was a meal for his grandfather?Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?

Jiang Xianjun could clearly see the surprise on Mianmian's face, and his heart was pounding.

"Xianjun, are you, you, are you sure that old people can eat such things?"

After a while, Mianmian plucked up the courage to ask.

Jiang Xianjun blushed, and his thick eyebrows were twisted together.

"That's what I said to my mother, but my mother...she insists on me delivering it."

"Then does your father know?"

Jiang Xianjun nodded: "En."

"Then he didn't stop?" Mianmian was even more surprised.

Jiang Xianjun smiled wryly, "In my house...my mother has the final say."

"But, even if your mother has the final say, you can't use such things to bury your grandfather!" Mian Mian said again.

Jiang Xianjun had no choice but to smile wryly.

Gritting her teeth, Mianmian handed over the bowl in her basket.

"Pour out the contents of your bowl and change to this."

"Ah?" Jiang Xianjun was startled, there was not only chicken soup in the bowl, but also noodles, hot and fragrant.

"The old man has bad teeth, take it quickly!" Mianmian urged again.

"Mianmian, this, this is not good, right?" Jiang Xianjun was still struggling.

Mianmian ignored him, took his bowl with her hands, poured the burnt food into the ditch next to it, and poured the chicken noodle soup from her own bowl into it.

"Hurry up and give it to your grandfather, I'm leaving."

"Mianmian..."

"What's wrong?" Mianmian turned to look at him.

"It's nothing, I just want to say...you are so kind!"

Mianmian's face suddenly turned red to the base of her neck, and her beautiful eyes were watery.

She gave Jiang Xianjun a look, turned her head and walked away quickly, the black and beautiful whip raised a graceful arc under the night, gently patted her thin back, and hit Jiang Xianjun's heart again and again.

This is a good girl, beautiful in person, beautiful in temperament, and even more beautiful in heart.

(End of this chapter)