When Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes, Xiao Shitou felt extremely distressed.
Quickly take Fu Jiu's hand and blow it.
Only then did Jiang Yuan notice that there were many small scars on Fu Jiu's bare arms, which had already scabbed off.
Because he is relatively white, if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see the healed wounds.
It's like the scars caused by bumps and scratches.
Fu Jiu got up and went outside with a stream of water to wash away the blood on her fingers. When there was no bleeding, she slowly wiped it clean.
Seeing Jiang Yuan's still horrified expression, he looked calm.
It stands to reason that he would drag such a weak body and make a fool of himself in front of his mortal enemy.
He should be ashamed...
It can be seen that she looks like she has seen a ghost, and she feels very happy in her heart. So what is going on?
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Jiang Yuan washed the chrysanthemum brains and ground vegetables she picked and took them to the kitchen.
"Third Aunt, let's fry these wild vegetables for dinner."
"This...you picked it?"
Mrs. Wu was a little surprised. You must know that Jiang Yuan has always had clothes to put on and food to eat. She never did any work at home.
Therefore, all the work shared by the big house fell on Fu Jiu.
Does she know how to pick wild vegetables and bring them back to eat?
"Yes, I picked them when I went to chop wood and washed them all."
"Oh, okay, okay..."
Wu came to her senses and took the wild vegetables.
"What kind of dish is this?"
"Oh, ground vegetables."
"Can this be eaten?"
It's not Wu's fault for asking. One reason is that she has never seen this wild vegetable, and the other is that this wild vegetable was picked by Jiang Yuan, who never worked.
What if she picked some weeds?
"It's edible. I've eaten it several times when I was in town. Just blanch it and eat it cold."
"That's it, okay, I understand."
Wu didn't doubt it. After all, when Boss Jiang was selling pork in the town, Jiang Yuan had plenty of good food with him.
It makes sense that she is well-informed about food.
The Wu family was the third member of the Jiang family, but the third child was as short-lived as the eldest child.
Wu is now a widow and has only one daughter, Jiang Yuening, who is only ten years old.
When the original owner gave birth to Xiao Shitou and didn't care about anything, it was Wu who was worried.
Qian came out of the house and bumped into Jiang Laoer and Zhou who were coming back from outside.
"Come back so early today? Have you sold out the meat?"
"remain……"
"Business is good, everything is sold out, even the remaining pigs have been bought."
Just as Jiang Laoer was about to speak, Mr. Zhou jumped in first.
"As long as business is good, I don't know if I can make three taels of silver this month."
"It's definitely possible, mom, don't worry."
"Why are you and my second son going to town again today? Don't you have to do any work at home?"
Mrs. Qian glanced at Mrs. Zhou. Ever since Jiang Laoer took care of the butcher shop, Mrs. Zhou had become lazier and lazier.
He no longer does any work at home, and goes to town from time to time to sell pork with Jiang Laoer.
"Isn't the business good? It's convenient for me to go to the town to help. In this family, isn't there the boss's family and the third boss's family!"
"Humph, we are talking about two families, which one is capable? They are both good at eating and drinking. When the second brother can be busy, you can do more at home."
"knew."
Zhou lowered his head and agreed.
Mrs. Wu was picking vegetables in the kitchen, looking sad.
Because Jiang Laosan died, only mother and daughter were left in the third room.
The third bedroom can't make money for the Jiang family, so she does all the work at home without complaining.
But he still couldn't catch Qian's eyes.
Mrs. Zhou was about to go back to the house when she saw Jiang Yuan coming out of the kitchen. Her face sank and she subconsciously retracted her left arm.
"Why did you go into the kitchen? Did you steal something?"
Qian, on the other hand, cursed loudly and guarded her like a thief.