The moon falling to the ground

Now it seems that she is not only difficult to deal with, but also an expert at setting traps.

Ever since Jian Xiaohe was beaten up, she no longer dared to get close to Jian Yue. No matter how angry she was, she could only talk.

Like now.

"Mom, please take care of Jian Zhaodi! She is becoming more and more outrageous."

Qian glared at Jian Xiaohe unhappily.

Is it because she doesn't want to care? She can't care! Just thinking about it makes me feel upset.

She waved her hands feebly, her voice weak: "Jian Zhaodi, stop making trouble and go cook!"

Jian Yue sneered: "Did I start it first? You guys always started it? The first to start is the cheap one!"

The one who teases first is the cheap one! ?

The four of them were furious.

Jian Zhaodi! Damn Jian Zhaodi!

But they knew that they would not gain any advantage by confronting Jian Zhaodi in the present, so they tacitly did not fight back.

Jian Yue picked an eggplant and a few cucumbers in the backyard. She was going to make dumpling soup, salad cucumbers, and some pickled vegetables.

On a hot day, no one wants to stay in the kitchen for too long, and making dumpling soup is the easiest and fastest way. The reason why she compromised and cooked was to cook according to her own taste and eat more comfortably.

Qian brought in four eggs and said with a stern face: "Put them in the pot to make poached eggs, don't break them." After that, she stood aside and watched.

Jian Yue cracked the eggs into the pot without saying anything. Some people only remember to eat and not to be beaten, and always want to struggle to the death, ha!

She swiftly served her own dish. When she thought the eggs were cooked, she took a large bowl and served the rice.

"Don't serve the eggs. There's none for you." Qian hurriedly stopped him.

Jian Yue stood up straight with the spoon in her hand: "Are you sure?"

Facing Jian Yue's cold gaze, Qian felt uneasy for no reason. She couldn't even utter the word "sure".

Jian Yue sneered and carried the food out of the kitchen.

Qian was so angry that her stomach ached. During the meal, she had to share an egg with Jian Xiaohe. Jian Xiaohe was unhappy, but she didn't dare to say anything. Her lips were pouting like a bottle of oil.

As soon as Jian Xiaohe picked up the chopsticks, she felt a stomachache that got worse and worse. Then...she ran to the toilet.

Jian Dacheng and the other two were in a dilemma as to whether to eat with chopsticks or not.

"Mom, come quickly, it hurts so much, Mom..." Jian Xiaohe shouted in the toilet.

Qian put down her chopsticks heavily and walked towards the toilet with a sullen face.

"Dad, was it Jian Zhaodi who poisoned me?" Jian Huaian asked with a gloomy face.

Jian Dacheng was unsure.

Jian Zhaodi brought the food into the house, but who knows whether she ate it or not?

However, Jian Zhaodi's door was open.

Jian Dacheng raised his chin and motioned his son to come over and take a look.

Jian Huaian really went to take a look. He tiptoed towards Jian Yue's door and could see Jian Yue inside from the door. She was concentrating on eating and didn't seem to notice someone at the door.

Jian Huaian quietly stepped back and whispered, "Eating."

Doctor Ma was invited again. After examining Jian Xiaohe, he said, "You drank too much raw water and ate too much sweet and greasy food, which caused gastrointestinal discomfort. Take two doses of medicine and you will be fine."

"Doctor Ma, can it really be cured?" Qian asked worriedly.

Doctor Ma's face darkened and he said unhappily: "If you don't believe in my medical skills, go to town for treatment. Don't make me run errands back and forth." After saying that, he picked up the medicine box and left.

Jian Huaian quickly held him back and said kindly, "Grandpa Ma, don't be angry. My mother was too worried about Xiao He and said the wrong thing. I apologize to you on behalf of my mother. Please prescribe the medicine! We believe in your medical skills."

"Hmph!" Doctor Ma took out two medicine bags, "Fifty cents."

Qian's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but raise her voice: "Why is it so expensive? Two medicine bags cost fifty coins. I remember that time when Mrs. Zhou took three days' worth of medicine, it only cost twenty coins."

Doctor Ma was so angry that his beard stood up: "Can your daughter take the medicine that Mrs. Zhou has given her? If she can, I will charge her twenty cents. If you think it's too expensive, go to town." As he said this, he was about to put the medicine package back into the medicine box.

Jian Huaian hurriedly grabbed it and said, "Grandpa Ma, don't be angry, we'll buy it. Mom, give me the money quickly."

Qian was very reluctant to give out the fifty coins. Doctor Ma grabbed the money and snorted coldly: "Don't come to me if you are sick in the future. My medical skills are shallow and I can't cure your family's illness."

What do you mean by "our family's disease"? Isn't this a curse?

Qian was not convinced and wanted to argue again. Jian Huaian hurriedly stopped her: "Mom, go and boil some medicine for Xiao He! Look, she is in so much pain that she can't even straighten her back."

Jian Xiaohe lay on the stone table, holding her stomach, sweating coldly from the pain.

Qian hurried to boil the medicine.

After finishing her meal, Jian Yue put the bowl in the kitchen, wiped her mouth and went into the house.

Qian was busy washing pots and dishes, and making medicine for Jian Xiaohe, and she was sweating profusely.

Jian Huaian stared at Jian Yue's room, thinking about how to teach her a lesson.

After Qian had cleaned up the kitchen, Jian Yue went out with a bucket to fetch water for bathing. There was still no water in the tub, and both Jian Dacheng and his son had to bathe, so Qian had something to do.

Jian Yue quickly came back with half a bucket of water and found the door closed and someone had bolted it from the inside.

Ha ha!

You are really at your wit's end.

Jian Yue didn't even knock on the door. She picked up a stone at the door and smashed it hard.

bang bang bang...

The neighbors all heard it, and someone came out to ask, "Zhao Di, why are you banging on the door? Is no one home?"

"Aunt, there are people at home. My elder brother locked me out while I was out fetching water. Woohoo, my elder brother disliked me for eating a bowl of dumpling soup tonight and said that I was a slave in the family and unworthy..."

Bang!

The door suddenly opened, and Qian came out with a red face, angrily scolding: "What are you talking about? When did your elder brother lock you out?"

"Oh! It's not brother. It turns out that mother doesn't want me to enter the house. What did I do wrong?" Jian Yue choked with sobs.

Qian is really enough. She is even more pretentious than her.

"Go in quickly, aren't you ashamed enough?" Qian roared.

Jian Yue picked up the water and said, "Mom, calm down. You have always been very kind to me outside. If you roar like this, you will be exposed, right?"

Qian's eyes went dark.

Her mind was on the edge of rage. Her heart was on fire, smoke was coming out of her seven orifices, and she was about to explode.

what--

Damn Jian Zhaodi! What kind of ghost possessed her?

[Reply below: The reincarnation of a nitpicker...]

The neighbor aunt kindly advised Qian: "Sister Qian, I'm not nosy, but Zhaodi is already very diligent, you should be nicer to her in the future! Look at how thin and sickly the child is, it's heartbreaking to see her like that."

Qian: ...

Eat carrots and worry less!

Jian Yue went back to her room to take a shower and found Jian Xiaohe lying on the bed.

Jian Huaian is back, so she naturally can't live in his room. But...

After taking a shower, Jian Yue stood in front of the bed holding a willow branch and said sinisterly: "Are you going to sleep on the floor, or should I?"

Jian Xiaohe shuddered all over, shrank her neck, and her voice became weaker unconsciously: "I, we can sleep in the same bed."

"I think you stink."

This was when Jian Xiaohe was four years old...