Reborn 1980 Married to the toughest guy in the army

Sighing softly, she changed her words: "Be good, this is our family matter, don't tell Jiang Xue, just obey!"

Ping An nodded silently, feeling unhappy in his heart.

Seeing that he was obviously unhappy, Jiang Wan still explained:

"Your Aunt Jiang Xue will definitely be angry when she finds out that you named a little chicken Xiaoxue. Very, very angry!"

Ping An raised his head with confusion on his face: "But, why?"

Jiang Wan was silent.

Until he entered the gate of the family courtyard, Ping An couldn't even ask for an explanation.

Jiang Wan just repeatedly told him not to take out the chicken, let alone talk to Jiang Xue about it.

Finally, Ping An agreed.

Jiang Wan did not follow him, but stood directly at the door of her house and signaled Ping An to knock on the door.

Ping An hesitated at the door, turned around and ran back.

"Why don't you go in?"

Ping An lowered his head and said, "I betrayed her, will she hate me?"

Jiang Wan smiled and ruffled his hair: "Even if she hates you, do you still want to see her?"

Ping An nodded: "I want to see you. I betrayed her. She should be angry with me. I will endure it if she scolds me or hits me, but I am not wrong!"

Jiang Wan smiled sadly and encouraged: "Go!"

Ping An hummed and turned to knock on the door.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Ping An would really suffer a loss, Jiang Wan followed him this time.

The door opened, and it was Tang Xiuyun who opened the door.

"Hello, I'm looking for Aunt Jiang Xue."

Tang Xiuyun was stunned for a moment and understood instantly: "You are Qiao Pingan!"

Ping An nodded.

Tang Xiuyun opened the door: "I am Jiang Xue's mother, come in!"

Ping An suddenly realized: "Ah, I heard Aunt Jiang Xue mention you, you are an old witch!"

Tang Xiuyun staggered!

Jiang Wan not far away: "..."

In the room, Jiang Xue was drinking water. When she heard this, a mouthful of water spurted out.

Ping An didn't know that he said something he shouldn't have said, so he continued:

"You are Aunt Jiang Xue's mother, so I should call you grandma, so I'll call you witch grandma!"

Tang Xiuyun twitched the corner of her mouth, glanced at Jiang Xue with a half-smile, and hummed:

"Yes, Grandma Witch, it's quite unique, and it's like something your Aunt Jiang Xue can say."

After speaking, she looked at Jiang Wan who was standing not far away.

"You are Jiang Wan!"

Jiang Wan nodded: "Hello!"

Tang Xiuyun chuckled gracefully: "Come in, don't worry, I won't do anything to you, and it will be better if you are here!"

Her words seemed to mean something. Jiang Wan understood the implication, hesitated for a moment, and followed her in.

In the room, Jiang Xue's eyes were a little complicated when she saw Ping An, and her face turned darker when she saw Jiang Wan following him in.

Jiang Wan knew that she was not welcome, so she stood at the door and watched.

Ping An lowered his head and walked to Jiang Xue: "Aunt Jiang Xue, I'm here to see you!"

Jiang Xue looked at him coldly and remained silent!

Ping An reached out and grabbed Jiang Xue's sleeve, gently pulled it and said with an aggrieved face:

"I'm sorry, Aunt Jiang Xue!"

Jiang Xue sneered: "You have nothing to apologize to me for, and you didn't do anything wrong either."

"Kill your relatives for the sake of justice!"

Ping An was a little sad, hanging his head and almost crying.

Tang Xiuyun couldn't stand it anymore when she saw this, so she came over and pulled Ping An away:

"Child, come here, how old are you?"

Ping An lowered his head and said, "Grandma witch, I am five years old."

Tang Xiuyun's smile stiffened, and she regretted intervening.

Jiang Wan listened on the side, pursed her lips and tried her best to hold back laughter.

Jiang Xue became even more irritated: "Forget it, no one will take care of you when I leave, so just take care of yourself!"

After saying that, he looked up at Jiang Wan and said coolly: "Be careful, don't be betrayed and have to help others count their money."

Ping An lowered his head and hummed.

Jiang Xue didn't want to say more and waved her hand: "Let's go, let's go, don't stand in front of me and look upset!"

Pingan bit his lip and reached out to take out the painting from his backpack: "Aunt Jiang Xue, I painted this for you."

"I know that I broke your heart, but I really like Aunt Jiang Xue. Don't worry, Aunt Jiang Xue. When I have the ability in the future, I will definitely repay you for taking care of me all these years!"

Jiang Xue opened her mouth to refute, but when she saw the painting, she held back.

She took the painting over and glanced at it without saying a word.

Seeing that she was silent, Ping An turned to leave.

At this moment, Jiang Xue suddenly exclaimed: "What is that in your painting?"

Her words caught the eyes of Jiang Wan and Pingan, and even Tang Xiuyun looked over in confusion.

On the screen, there was a yellowish-brown thing on the face of a larger man, which seemed to be mixed with a trace of white.

Almost at a glance, several people were sure that it was chicken feces!

Ping An's face darkened, and he hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, Aunt Jiang Xue, I, I didn't mean it, it was Xiaoxue who pooped in there!"

After saying that, he hurriedly went to take out the chicken.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan touched her forehead and said in her heart: "It's over!"

Sure enough, Ping An carefully took out the chicken and showed it to Jiang Xue.

When Jiang Xue heard that there was a piece of chicken shit on her face in the painting, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Now that he saw that the little boy had actually caught the chicken, he was immediately angry.

"Qiao Ping'an, what do you mean? Why did you stuff the chicken in your bag? That's a schoolbag, not a chicken coop!"

Ping An anxiously explained: "No, no!"

"This is Xiaoxue, not an ordinary chicken..."

He hurriedly explained why the chicken was called Xiaoxue, why he valued it so much, and even said affectionately:

"Don't worry, Aunt Jiang Xue, I will definitely take care of Xiaoxue just like you take care of me!"

What Ping An wants to express is the feeling of liking and valuing.

However, Jiang Xue listened.

After listening to the child's words, she had only one thought in her mind at the moment:

"So, in your eyes, I, Jiang Xue, = a...chicken!"

Ping An hurriedly shook his head to express no, but suddenly found that he didn't know how to explain his feelings.

Jiang Xue was not willing to listen anymore. She sneered, grabbed the painting in front of her and waved it towards Ping An.

Suddenly, it was torn apart!

Ping An was stunned when he looked at the torn painting.

Jiang Xue raised her hand, and all the debris flew around the room and fell slowly, chilling Ping An's heart like snow flakes.

Jiang Xue seemed to think this was not enough, and sneered:

"Qiao Ping'an, no matter what, I have taken care of you for two years, even though I was looking after my brother and Qiao Liancheng!"

"But even if there is no credit, there is still hard work. Why do you need to trick me like this?"

"Pretend to draw me a picture and then insult me ​​with a chicken?"

"No matter how bad I am, Jiang Xue, I am still a lady, a respectable young lady in Yanjing City. You actually compared me to a chicken."

"Now, get out of here, I never want to see you!"