Early in the morning, she heard Jiang Lai's endorsement again.

It was coming from the room next to hers. It was in English and Chinese, and there were a few words mixed in that she didn't understand at all.

Jiang Qu subconsciously stood there and listened for a long time. The more he listened, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the more he listened, the more irritable he became.

Why can Jiang Lai sit here and study properly?

She, who is about to enter college, has to take care of an old lady every day?

Moreover, Jiang Lai is also in love!

At this time, Jiang Shansheng was just putting on his cotton-padded jacket and preparing to go to the team, when Jiang Qu called him.

"Dad, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?"

"About my little sister."

Following Jiang Qu, he told Jiang Shansheng everything he saw that day, and finally lowered his eyes and said helplessly.

"I know you are very disappointed in me, so I don't want my sister to follow my old path. What's more, my sister's grades have improved now, so she should concentrate on school."

Jiang Shansheng was silent for a long time, his brows furrowed.

"Don't talk nonsense about this. Wait until your sister and I have a good chat."

"Don't worry, Dad, I won't talk nonsense. I just hope that my little sister can wake up and not be deceived by some idle people in society."

After saying this, Jiang Shansheng stared at her, as if to say, aren't you like this?

Jiang Qu's face turned red, but his heart felt numb.

She must go on this road to the end. The current situation is not too bad. At least when He Xing comes back, he will be able to completely get rid of his identity as a low-class farmer.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qu carried the bowl and went to deliver food to Grandma He.

The old man's short house was cramped and dark. The wind outside was very strong, and his windows were broken. The wind blew into the house. The stove beside the bed went out without knowing when, and the old man lying on the bed was frozen.

I had to huddle up in the quilt, and when I heard someone pushing the door, I quickly shouted.

"Is it a small canal? Bring me some water."

Jiang Qu put down his meal without saying a word and went to scoop a ladle of water from the water tank outside and handed it to the old man.

The cold water made Grandma He tremble. She took two sips with trembling hands and couldn't drink anymore.

"It's so cold that people will freeze."

Jiang Qu lowered his head and looked at the stove. The carbon inside was gone. He had to shovel the carbon over. One or two pieces would definitely not be enough. At least a small bucket would be needed every day.

She frowned.

"I'm going to get some carbon. You can finish your meal first."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Grandma He swallowed the words silently when they came to her lips.

The Jiang family doesn't have much carbon left, and Jiang Qiuhe is just about to go get it.

Jiang Qu just said something.

"After you get it back, you can send some to the He family."

"Okay, okay, how is Grandma He's health?"

"It's good. I'm going to study."

She is now pressed for time. If she wants to be admitted to BJ's university, her current score is not enough.

This winter vacation is the last chance for high school students to make a breakthrough, and she cannot waste time on meaningless things.

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Jiang Lai got hungry after memorizing the words. He looked for the smell of rice and found Liu Shuping making fried rice.

"Wow, fried rice, I want to eat it too."

Liu Shuping paused with her shovel and smiled at Jiang Lai.

"This is just a bowl of rice that your sister wants to eat. Don't you like to eat yellow steamed buns? There is it in the pot."

Jiang Lai also laughed.

"Why is my sister eating so much oil and so many eggs when she is not sick? Isn't Grandma He sick? Just give it to her."

"You girl, your elbows are turned out! Do you know how expensive oil is and how expensive eggs are!"

"I don't need to know, it's not for me to eat anyway."

Jiang Lai was unforgiving, especially towards Liu Shuping.

Liu Shuping was helpless by what she said, so she had no choice but to cook another bowl of egg dumpling soup for Jiang Lai. Jiang Lai came to see her and was reluctant to put in the oil. When she went out to get something, she opened the lid of the pot, picked up the oil bottle and poured it down.

Quite a bit, and then sprinkled some more salt and pepper, and when it was finally out of the pot, I asked Liu Shuping to drop two drops of sesame oil into the bowl.

"You are really an ancestor. Your sister hasn't eaten or slept well recently. Why do you have to compete with her?"

"I don't care. Anyway, you can eat whatever you want, or don't eat if you don't want to. I'll fill a bowl, and you don't touch the rest and leave it to my eldest brother."

Jiang Qiuhe is almost never the one who is good at home. The man is dark and thin, like a coal worker who has just been fished out of the coal mine.

Liu Shuping said helplessly.

"I know, you are the only one in the whole family who loves your eldest brother. We don't care, right?"

"That's right, we asked him to pull coal in the cold weather. Do you know how dangerous it is when the road is so slippery? Forget it, just pack up the pimple soup for me. I'll be fine, so I'll go greet him."

Liu Shuping felt that it made sense, and was worried that her son would freeze on the road, so she took out the thermos pot at home, filled a pot full of pimple soup, covered it, and handed it to Jiang Lai.

"Go slowly on the road. Just go to the end of the road and don't fall."

Jiang Lai nodded, put on his cotton-padded jacket, scarf and gloves and set off. He hung a thermos bottle on his arm, looked down at the road, and walked forward slowly and hard.

Not long after he left, Jiang Lai faintly smelled some stench, and then he heard Little Pudding say something.

"Look to the left, under the haystack."

Jiang Laiyiyan looked over and saw a thin figure lying under the haystack.

She hurriedly ran over to help the person up and saw that it was He Xing's grandmother.

"Grandma He, are you okay?"

The old man was so cold that he couldn't speak. His two skinny hands were curled up and tightly holding Jiang Lai's sleeves, and his whole body was shaking like a withered leaf.

Jiang Lai quickly put down the thermos bottle in his hand and carried the old man back home.

This is in the backyard of He's family. Because the composition of He's family is not good, the huge yard has been broken into many pieces, but there are also connected areas. The old man walked slowly to the bottom of the haystack by holding on to the roots of the wall.

After Jiang Lai saw the old man's wet trousers, he didn't ask any more questions. He directly helped her onto the bed and lay down. Then he dug out a pair of clean cotton trousers in the cabinet and put on the scarf he had taken off before.

I wiped the body of the old man.

The room was as cold as a freezer, even colder than outside.

The smell was not good either, and the cold air did not solidify the lingering wet smell.

There was actually no shortage of cotton mattresses and quilts in the old man's cabinet, and the materials were even quite good. Apparently He Xing had prepared them before leaving.

But the quilt currently spread on the bed was dry and cold, and the cotton inside had long been wet with urine stains. It was dried and caked into lumps. It was no different from pebbles when spread under the body. Lying there for a second longer was torture.

The quilt wasn't much better, it was full of smell.
Chapter completed!