twenty two

The next day, when Jiang Xiumei was cleaning up the house, she found that the clothes Jiang Xing had changed were covered in blood.

Jiang Xiumei was shocked and rushed into his room immediately, picked up the person and asked, "Xingxing, how heavy did you do last night?"

You won’t beat people away, kill them, and get rid of them, right?”

No need to bear the life for them!

Jiang Xiumei felt very regretful.

Jiang Xing opened his eyes sleepyly and said vaguely: "How can that be?

On a big day, you can’t pass the New Year in the phone.”

"Then what's going on?"

Jiang Xiumei pointed at the bloodstain and asked him.

"Hong Li's blood is not mine. When he was arguing, he put his head on me and touched it a little, it would not be a problem.

I taught them a lesson, it’s nothing, don’t worry, mom.”

Only then did Jiang Xiumei let go of her heart.

Jiang Xingtie smiled and pulled out a stack of hundred-dollar bills from the pillow, saying proudly: "I brought this back."

Hong Xingguo protected the 5,000 yuan cash like his eyes, and even took a piece of cloth and wrapped it up and bulged it to protect it on his chest.

When Jiang Xing rushed to the dark, Hong Xingguo thought he had met a robber, and tried his best to protect Niu's five thousand yuan cash, thinking that the robber was coming.

Jiang Xing simply took the trick and snatched his money.

However, Hong Xingguo, Hong Li and his son both wanted money and were desperate for life. They couldn't get them all back, so they took a thousand yuan.

That's enough, Jiang Xing was so happy.

Jiang Xiumei was also happy and went to cook happily.

Jiang Xiaoman got up the latest. She usually had a biological clock similar to Jiang Xiumei. Grandma got up as soon as she got up, but she stayed in the face last night and had nightmares. She was not in good spirits and stayed in bed for a while in the morning.

"Drink this."

Jiang Xiumei saw her coming out of the house with a confused look on her face and handed her a bowl of brown sugar egg water to suppress her shock.

Jiang Xiaoman said nothing, and drank all the food with his head raised.

There was some water stain on her white lips, and Jiang Xiumei wiped it off for her.

"Grandma."

Jiang Xiaoman finally became a little more energetic and asked in a daze: "What is a wild child?"

"Ah...this..." Jiang Xiumei's smile froze, and she had already scolded the father and son thousands of times in her heart.

Although Jiang Xiaoman is just a child, his mind is very delicate and sensitive.

She could cry for a long time when she was a big flower and a small flower.

Generally speaking, Jiang Xiumei would not say this kind of word to her.

Jiang Xiumei looked embarrassed and hesitated to use what words to use to get rid of it. However, she didn't know that her face fell into Jiang Xiaoman's eyes, which confirmed her guess.

one two three.

The little mouth was flat, and within a moment, the golden beans fell off as soon as they said.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, I understand. Grandma doesn't want me anymore. She wants to drive me to the mountain to be a wild monkey. Wow, I'm just a child that no one wants."

Jiang Xiaoman cried so hard.

While crying, he wanted to go back to the house to pack his parcel, and was so sad that he wanted to run away from home.

Jiang Xiumei was stunned for a moment, grabbed the child and asked her: "Who told you that grandma doesn't want you anymore?

Grandma misses you the most.”

Jiang Xiaoman said flattered and said, "I dreamed of it last night. Grandma said that I was too wild and disobedient and wanted to drive to the mountain to be a wild monkey.

The wild monkey is also a child, grandma doesn’t want me anymore…”

Last night, Jiang Xiaoman thought about this for a long time, but couldn't think of it. He also had nightmares while sleeping.

In my dream, grandma said this.

"..." What do you think of this?

Jiang Xiumei had a dark face, pinched her nose and said, "What nonsense?"

How could grandma want you?

Wild monkeys are wild monkeys, how can our Xiaoman be a wild monkey?"

"What is a wild child?"

Jiang Xiaoman grabbed her clothes and asked with a gaze.

"Wild children are...that's..." Jiang Xiumei sighed: "You are right, wild children are wild monkeys.

Haven't you heard the story of Sun Dasheng?

Monkeys and grandchildren are all little babies, they are talking about cute children like Xiaoman.”

Of course Jiang Xiaoman knew about Sun Dasheng’s story.

The little broken TV in my home used to be the story of Sun Dasheng.

The White Dragon Horse Zhu Bajie Sha Seng and Tang Sanzang and Jiang Xiaoman liked the most was Sun Dasheng.

This is also her favorite cartoon, and Sun Dasheng is her hero.

After Jiang Xiumei said this, Jiang Xiaoman didn't feel uncomfortable in an instant.

The wild monkey is so majestic. There are Huaguo Mountain and Water Curtain Caves. Maybe Sun Dasheng will come to play with her one day.

She sobbed and asked, "Will that Great Sage protect me?"

"Yes, who doesn't like Xiaoman?"

Jiang Xiaoman burst into tears and laughed, and was very happy.

I knew she was dreaming that Huaguoshan would be fine if I had dreamed.

I just dreamed that my grandma drove me to the mountain to be a wild child, which was so miserable.

She was awakened before she even saw Sun Dasheng.

She touched her head, stopped crying and continued to ask, "Did I pop out of the stone?"

“…”

Jiang Xiumei took out a potato from the vegetable basket to peel it, and said while cutting it, "No, it was dug from the soil."

Jiang Xiaoman was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Soil, was it dug from the soil?"

Like this potato, grey?

All over the body is covered in mud?

But other children are all white, tender and fragrant!

Why is she different?

Jiang Xiaoman wanted to cry again.

Although she was quite happy to accept that she was a wild monkey, she could not accept the mud all over her body.

She is cute and clean, and she doesn't know how many times she has to wash her hands a day.

"I don't believe it!"

Jiang Xiaoman stomped his feet and ran to ask Jiang Xing: "Uncle, where did I come from?"

Jiang Xing was about to sleep and replied in a daze after hearing this: "Of course I picked it up in the trash can."

“…”

Jiang Xiaoman finally couldn't help crying.

Compared to picking up in the trash can, she would rather dig it out of the soil.

Jiang Xiaoman went back to find Jiang Xiumei: "Grandma, did I really dig it from the soil?

Then when I dug it out, do I have roots under my feet?”

Knowing that Jiang Xiaoman likes to be serious, she shouldn't say that.

Jiang Xiumei had a headache and stammered for a while. She didn't know how to make up, and said vaguely: "Grandma is old, I can't remember it."

Without getting the answer, Jiang Xiaoman had to slapped his mouth and think about it alone.

Where did she come from?

"System Brother, do you know?"
To be continued...