Jiang Miao did not wait for Xiao Che, but first waited for the Qingming Festival.

The day before, Liao Pozi and the others were talking, saying that every year, the Qingming Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year's Eve, there would be a young father-in-law to take over. They would be replaced by them. After that, they looked at Jiang Miao, "I lost a man at such a young age. A few days ago, Xiaobao was so sick. After a lot of trouble, I saw that your chin was sharpened. Oh... go back and burn more money for him, and beg him to know that he can bless this unique seedling. If it becomes a climate in the future, you can also have a support."

Burn paper for him? Please bless him?

Jiang Miao smiled, she was so angry.

Although it was impossible to really burn paper for that man, Mrs. Liao's words still made Jiang Miao feel attentive, and she mentioned it to Jiang Xiulan during lunch.

Jiang Xiulan was stunned for a moment, then slapped her head, "If you don't mention it, I'll almost forget about it."

Jiang Miao: "What, my aunt has any arrangements?"

"You have to go back tomorrow." Jiang Xiulan picked up food in her bowl. "The factory won't ask someone to check you, that's because he is not interested in your business. The old guys who love to be gossipy in the back garden are different. They like to talk about other people and talk about others. If they want to know that you haven't returned to visit the grave of your deceased husband, they might have to chew something ugly."

Seeing that Jiang Miao was unwilling, Jiang Xiulan stopped chopsticks and said, "It's just a walk around the scene and you can get along well. It's rare to have such a chance to go back and see your mother."

As soon as Jiang Xiulan persuaded him, Jiang Miao's heart began to shake, but when she thought of Xiaobao, she inevitably made him hesitated again.

Jiang Xiulan had already considered this and asked her to come up with an idea: "You will get up early tomorrow and feed Xiaobao. I will ask Xiao Anzi to give you it. If you have a fast speed, you can leave early and you will be back in the afternoon."

Jiang Miao frowned, "Get up early to feed, Xiaobao can't hold on for a while."

"I'll make him some sugar water." Jiang Xiulan said: "I didn't have any breasts when Brother Xu was born, so I gave him that way. I drank it for several days. Xiaobao has only been half a day and it's nothing."

Jiang Miao lowered her eyelashes, "Then I'll be fine."

Jiang Xiulan looked at her, "Actually, I can see that you don't hate this child very much. Otherwise, Xiaobao wouldn't have rushed to me with a slutty face that night. Miao Niang, aunt knows that you are in pain, but things have become like this. Xiaobao is a piece of meat falling from you, and she doesn't know anything in the size of a palm, and it's not his fault. If you spend more time raising him, he will be your only support in the future."

Listening to these words, Jiang Miao no longer had the intention to eat. She put down the bowls and chopsticks, and just nodded and got up and left.

Without wanting to go back empty-handed, Jiang Miao took advantage of Xiaobao's nap to find Xiao Anzi and asked him to take him to a nearby town to buy things.

Xiao Anzi got into a carriage and the two set off soon.

Jiang Miao was lucky. She happened to be in the market. Although the town was not big, the market was bustling and bustling.

Aiming at a ready-to-wear garment shop, Jiang Miao lifted the curtain and crawled in. After a long time of picking up and choosing, she chose a set of summer shirts with thin materials, which were not fancy in color, and was suitable for Yao's wear. She also spent two taels of silver to get one month's monthly money.

Jiang Miao didn't feel sorry at all and came out with the packed box.

Seeing this, Xiao Anzi asked with a smile, "Is it bought for your mother?"

Jiang Miao said yes.

Xiao Anzi said "Hmm" and said, "Or, please help me choose a set, I want to give it to my godmother."

Jiang Miao reminded him, "Tomorrow is Qingming Festival. I bought it for my mother because I rarely go home. You are wandering in front of my aunt all day long and even sending clothes to her on Qingming Festival. Isn't it suitable?"

Xiao Anzi seemed to have reacted and smiled foolishly, "Then I won't buy it, I'll give it to you another day, I'll give it to you another day, Sister Miao gets in the car soon, it's time for us to go back."

Jiang Miao didn't let him go for nothing, so he bought a roast duck and wrapped it in oil paper.

When it is hot, the roast duck is still hot when it comes to the farm.

It was originally bought for Xiao Anzi, but Jiang Miao had no intention of sharing food, so she asked him to eat in her house, so she went to the inner room to clean up.

As soon as Xiaobao woke up, he saw his mother stuffing something into the bag. He was so scared that his little face changed, but he couldn't speak, so he had to cry "wow".

Jiang Miao frowned and looked at him, "Why did you suddenly cry?"

When Xiao Anzi heard the movement, he hurriedly swallowed the duck meat and wiped his hands. He stood by the inner door and leaned over and asked, "Does Xiaobao know that Sister Miao is leaving?"

This sentence made the little guy cry even more and couldn't stop him.

Jiang Miao glared at him, "Go to eat your roast duck!"

Xiao Anzi touched his nose, turned around and returned to the table to sit down.

Jiang Miao put down her bag, walked over and took off Xiaobao's diapers and looked at it. It was still dry, and she didn't pull or pee.

Thinking that it was the little guy who was making trouble, Jiang Miao ignored his crying and tiptoed out of the cabinet and put the jewelry that Yao had stuffed her into the bag.

Xiaobao's throat started to hurt, but he didn't see his mother pay attention to him. He turned his body sideways and tried hard to grab Jiang Miao's sleeves. It took a lot of effort, but he rolled over and lay on the quilt and couldn't turn it back. He cried again in a hurry.

Seeing this, Jiang Miao was surprised at first, but then she found it funny.

My aunt told her that some children turned over early and started in more than three months. She still wanted to wait until Qingming Festival before training Xiaobao. Unexpectedly, the little guy turned over himself first. Although he was lying there and howling at the top of his throat, he looked stupid. But at least he turned over.

Jiang Miao sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed and took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears, and said helplessly: "Why are you crying? I just went back to visit the grave. I don't want you anymore. It's almost three months old. Can you have some success? Hum? A little crybag?"

As he said that, he scraped the tip of his little nose.

Xiaobao cried for a long time before he realized that he was crying in vain. His mother just went back to visit the grave and didn't want him.

This was a bit big, and he couldn't change his mood for a while. He burped his tears for a long time before he calmed down.

"It's amazing!" Xiao Anzi leaned his head again, stared at him and said, "How do I feel that he can understand Sister Miao's words?"

Jiang Miao had noticed it long ago, and she said, "Let's be in love with mother and son!"
Chapter completed!