The doll is soft and delicate, and her skills are at the top of the 70 exam

Chapter 173

why?Because she finally has her own study room, she wants to fill the bookshelf with her own books, then invite many children, envy them to death, and finally go back and let their parents beat them up.

"Sister Mengmeng, sister Mengmeng!!" Jiang Yong ran in and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Jiang Mengmeng heard the sound, jumped up and ran out to lie on the railing, waving her little paws, "Hey, I'm here."

Jiang Yong and Jiang Zhi raised their heads, their eyes lit up, and they ran upstairs bang bang bang.

Standing on the second floor and looking down, I exclaimed "Wow".

"It's so high."

Jiang Mengmeng laughed happily, and grabbed Jiang Laidi and Jiang Zhaodi who were panting and running away, "Hurry up, hurry up, you are here just in time, help me clean up the house."

After speaking, he pulled the two of them and ran to the study.

Before Jiang Aiguo was working in the province, he would search for books and put them in his daughter's small study from time to time.

No, apart from the books in the small basket, the ground is a mess.

Why is it a mess?

Because the books that Jiang Aiguo brought back were all wrapped in cloth and thrown on the ground, occasionally some books fell out, and after a long time, piles, piles, piles...

Jiang Zhaodi exclaimed, extremely envious, "Sister Mengmeng, you have so many books."

Jiang Mengmeng waved her hand arrogantly, "It's about the same."

The bookshelf is not full yet.

Jiang Zhi lay his whole body on the table, enviously rubbing left and right, in a daze to wipe off the ashes on the table.

"Mengmeng, your family is really big."

Jiang Mengmeng also thought, otherwise why is the second floor hers?

Jiang Yong scratched his head, "How lonely are you, Mengmeng, without us living in such a big house?" So let us stay~

Jiang Mengmeng blinked, and waved her little paw, "No way, I have so many books."

Jiang Yong:......

Jiang Zhaodi happily helped Jiang Mengmeng put the books on the shelf.

Brother Jiang Lai blinked, "Mengmeng, let's clean it first? There's so much dust, how dirty is it?"

Jiang Mengmeng tilted her head, um, it makes sense.

So, a few little dolls ran down bang bang bang.

The old lady was terrified when she saw it, "Oh, Mengmeng, slow down, slow down, be careful not to fall, oops, you two brats, can you grow a snack, I'm really worried, hey, what are you doing with the bucket?"

Oops, my stairs, your feet don't matter how heavy you are, so don't let me break them.

The old lady ran behind a few children, "Oh, boss, quickly grab their buckets and don't let them play in the water." Stairs are easy to damage if they are soaked in water.

Jiang Aiguo was moving things, looked up, um, isn't it just playing with water?He also went to sea.

Seeing that the boss was not moving, the old lady pulled Baimei, "Oh, you go and take care of it."

Baimei was sweeping the floor, she blinked, "Mom, you can just go ahead and talk about it, they are done playing in the time you said?"

Xu Cuihua: ...that makes sense, why did she forget it?

Sure enough, the room was so big that she felt like a guest.

So the old lady rolled up her sleeves and ran aggressively upstairs to the study.

Finally, "Big girl, your hands and feet are a little numb. Don't forget the corners of this bookshelf, the most sticky dust."

"Ayong, don't throw the dry rag in your hand into the water. There are books here, so don't make it wet."

"Mengmeng, please wipe the corners of the book and put it in the yard to dry in the sun to prevent it from getting damp."

Jiang Mengmeng, who was exhausted like a dog, shook her fleshy arms, "Grandma, I think the soul is the book that is a little dusty, otherwise how do you know how long the book has existed? This is the witness of history."

The little ones felt that Jiang Mengmeng's words made sense, so they nodded and looked at the old lady expectantly.

The old lady stared, "Fart, don't try to be lazy, Mengmeng, your mother said that the upstairs is all yours, so you clean it up for me."

Jiang Mengmeng: ..... woo woo woo, why does Mengmeng have to bear so much at such a young age?

The main reason is that books are old and heavy, and moving around is exhausting.

Jiang Mengmeng went to ask for foreign aid to prevent her short legs from becoming paralyzed.

How could her mother say it, "Girl, do your own thing. Since it's your book and your stuff, you have to learn to clean it up by yourself. Don't come to your mother."

Then Jiang Mengmeng looked at her father with tears in her eyes, only to see her father wave his hand, "I'll listen to your mother."

Jiang Mengmeng: ...

Just, it's old and pitiful.

She is a child who has to be self-reliant when she comes to the city.

This is not a basket, but a basket is carried downstairs to the yard. Jiang Mengmeng is crying, no, sweating, muttering, "Is it possible that I will not grow taller? What should I do if Mengmeng is crushed? Oops , Mengmeng is dying, can you take a break? Who will help me?"

Jiang Aiguo was amused, "No one will save you, hurry up."

The old man was the most comfortable. He found a seat and helped a few young ones to post books. He caught Jiang Aiguo and asked, "Boss, with so many books, will the four elders come to check them?"

Jiang Aiguo waved his hand, "I asked Xiao Wu, the security guard around the Qi family, to do these. They are all done in a clear way. Dad, don't worry. Those who become officials must choose the ones that comply with the regulations."

As for the others?

Of course, those who take the broom take the broom, those who mop the floor mop the floor, and those who wipe the dust wipe the dust. There are several houses, which are cleaned back and forth several times, and they can't be cleaned up in a few hours.

With a broom under her arm, Zhou Juan circled a red cloth back and forth.

Oh my god, this cloth is so beautiful and slippery to the touch.

Isn't it slippery?

This is Jiang Mengmeng's sign-in prize.

It's because it's so gorgeous, Baimei thinks it's a pity that it's better to use waste than to use it.

This is the aesthetics of people in this era. The old lady also thinks who would wear red except for marriage?

Didn't you see that the eldest daughter-in-law and the younger daughter-in-law dare not wear all red on the first day of their wedding, but only dare to pin a red flower in their ears?

But which woman does not love red?

Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Zhou Juan touched it back and forth, wishing she could take it home immediately.

Wang Xianghong just dragged the floor, and quickly grabbed Zhou Juan's hand, "Second sister-in-law, what are you doing? Don't ruin the cloth of sister-in-law."

"I'm just trying to figure out why it might be broken, are you annoying?"

Unconvinced, Zhou Juan shook off Wang Xianghong's hand vigorously.

"His!!!"

The red cloth was torn directly from the middle.

Zhou Juan's face turned pale with fright, "What, what... I, I didn't use any strength."

Wang Xianghong's heart was pounding, "What should I do?"

Even the old lady upstairs could hear the voice here.

"What's broken?"

The old lady looked down from upstairs with a rag, oops, it was too high and her eyes were dizzy.

Xu Cuihua, who was in a daze, didn't faint when she saw the rags.

"Second brother, second child, your dead mother-in-law..."

The old lady rushed downstairs angrily, and the old hand squeezed Zhou Juan vigorously, "I will make your hand cheap, I will make your hand cheap..."