Chapter 10 Celebration
Jiang Moxue stood on the left and then on the right, obviously imitating two people.

Jiang Chuci roughly understood the situation from her vivid performance.

The villagers thought that she was abused by the Bai family and was often injured, so she learned medicine to save herself. In the end, she became a miracle doctor.

She can guarantee that the original version was definitely not this and was exaggerated.

After Jiang Moxue finished her performance, her eyes were red and her voice was muffled: "Sister, have you really been beaten?"

The other people in the family didn't seem to care, but they were actually glancing over here secretly.

Jiang Chuci could only say sincerely: "No, although they don't like me, they never did anything to me."

The Bai family values ​​their reputation and would never do anything like hitting others.

Jiang Moxue finally relaxed and picked up the small basket angrily.

Mumbling to myself.

"I knew they were talking nonsense, so my sister wouldn't get beaten."

"If anyone dares to hit my sister, I'll go after them with a machete!"

"Mom thought I hid it well, but I actually knew where it was."

Jiang Chuci smiled indulgently and continued to spread the tobacco on the bamboo disc. (I used to use it when I was a kid, but I don't know what it's called in Mandarin)
Gao Chunling, whose meal was almost ready, came out of the kitchen and called her.

"Chu Ci, go next door and ask your Aunt Lin and her family to come over for dinner."

"it is good."

Jiang Chuci agreed, washed her hands and went to the next door to call for help.

Lin Qiu's family has helped a lot, so it's only right that we treat them to a meal.

The Zeng family has already split up, and the house they live in was built by Zeng Jianming himself.

Zeng Yanni was the first to come out, followed by a man.

He is very tall and has dark skin, but his facial features are good and he has an indescribable masculinity.

"This is my brother, do you remember?"

Jiang Chuci could only tell the man's identity from his appearance: "Brother Zeng."

Zeng Yanni clapped her hands and winked at her brother: "I really remember it."

Zeng Yunhua took two steps forward, keeping a measured distance: "Chuci, long time no see."

Jiang Chuci nodded casually, not quite understanding the definition of "long time no see".

In fact, the two of them rarely met. Zeng Yunhua was four years older than her and was not in the same school as Jiang Chuci. She often lived on campus or left early and came back late.

After graduation, Jiang Chuci went to Beijing again, where she felt even more unfamiliar.

Zeng Yanni took Jiang Chuci's hand and walked forward: "My brother is so dark, how could you recognize him?"

Jiang Chuci shook her head in amusement: "He is black, but his facial features are very similar to yours."

"No wonder." Zeng Yanni covered her mouth and laughed.

"You don't know, my brother gets tanned easily. He was very fair when he first came back, but now he's all charcoal."

Jiang Chuci saw her shoulders shaking violently and asked softly, "Is it so funny?"

Zeng Yanni finally stopped laughing and said, "That night I got up to go to the toilet and my brother stood in the yard with his white teeth grinning at me."

I imagined a scene of a black man standing in the dark and laughing.

Jiang Chuci raised the corners of her lips: "Indeed, it should be considered cute."

Zeng Yanni wanted to say something when she heard Lin Qiu shouting from inside the room, "Get ready."

"Come on, let's go to your house for dinner first. Don't let my brother hear us."

Zeng Yunhua, who fell behind: ...

They were next door to each other, just a few steps away from each other. He must have had poor hearing to not have heard it.

But... he couldn't help but touch his teeth. Was it really that funny?
"Yunhua, why are you standing here acting like a fool?"

Lin Qiu walked to the door carrying the gift, and a puzzled look fell on him.

Zeng Yunhua coughed twice and said, "Mom and Dad, don't keep Uncle Jiang and the others waiting for too long." After saying that, he walked into the Jiang family's yard first.

Lin Qiu glanced at her husband suspiciously: "It really looks like you, inexplicably."

Zeng Jianming didn't dare to say anything and could only think in his heart that this idiom was the most appropriate to describe her words.

We finished dinner before dark, both the guests and the hosts had a great time, and even finished a bottle of wine.

Zeng Yunhua hugged Zeng Jianming, who was drunk, and pulled his hands apart from those of Jiang Jianhua.

On the other side, Jiang Chuci helped to support Jiang Jianhua. The old man had drunk a few more cups today and was now drunk and unconscious. He went back to his room to sleep.

"Brother Zeng, it's late today, burp~" Jiang Jianhua burped and said, "Let's continue drinking tomorrow."

"Keep drinking...don't leave until you're drunk..."

Zeng Jianming was drunk, his tongue was tied, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Shut up! You drank so much." Lin Qiu muttered.

But she held Zeng Jianming's hand honestly, "Chun Ling, let's go back first."

"Okay, let's go back and let him get some sleep." Gao Chunling helped Jiang Jianhua into the house. When she came out, the dishes had been cleaned up by Chen Guixia.

"Chun Ling, you've been busy all day, soak your feet and go back to your room to sleep."

Hearing her mother-in-law's words, Gao Chunling was moved: "Okay, thank you, Mom."

"What's there to thank? We are all family."

Even though the job seems simple, cooking a meal will cause shoulder pain.

The family simply washed up and went back to the house to lie down, releasing the fatigue of the day.

Jiang Chuci was lying on the bed, her thoughts drifting away. She planned to have her stitches removed the day after tomorrow, and the day after that to think of a way to make money, and she would go to the train station to try it out first.

When doing business, you always start from not understanding anything and slowly figure out the path that suits you.

But she didn't have the confidence to lose money, so she could only start with less capital.

But this idea is difficult unless she has skills that are appreciated by the public.

As for going to school, the idea suddenly came to my mind when I saw Jiang Moxue.

You can register for the college entrance examination if you meet the requirements, which include having a high school diploma.

Although the Bai family didn't like Jiang Chuci, they let her finish high school. It has been less than a year since she graduated, so she can still take the college entrance examination next year.

Jiang Chuci thought that it was okay not to have a diploma, but having a diploma would be more convenient and easier to convince and gain respect from others.

Finally, I thought of cultivating immortality, but I can only do so after I earn enough money to renovate the house and have a separate room.

After thinking about many plans for the future, she fell asleep unknowingly.

The next morning, the bitter smell of medicine drifted into the house through the cracks.

Jiang Chuci woke up when she smelled the medicine. Jiang Moxue was not in the room and the bed was made neatly.

The half-immortal who has lived for thousands of years is not as good as a child.

She sighed as she folded her quilt and noticed that the corners were a little dirty.

The quilt is sewn with needle and thread. If you want to wash it, you must take it apart, dry it, and then sew it back together.

Jiang Chuci went out with the quilt in her arms and told Gao Chunling about washing the quilt. She then washed the towel and wiped her face. The kerosene lamp went out late last night, so there was a little darkness under her nose.

Jiang Yilin held the bowl of black medicine and drank it in one gulp out of habit.

He put the bowl on the stove and asked Gao Chunling to wash it later. He seldom touched cold water and had a poor physical condition, which made him prone to catching colds and fevers.

After walking out of the kitchen, he waved towards Jiang Chuci.

"Chu Ci, come here for a moment. I want to say something to you."

Jiang Chuci hung the towel up and followed him to the corner of the yard.

Jiang Yilin looked unnatural, and whispered, "Don't let it slip that my brother makes money privately, or my mother will beat me."

make money?

Or in private?
(End of this chapter)

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