She was driven away by her own mother at the beginning, and she became rich by cultivating immortals

Chapter 43 Brother and Sister An Dong and An Nuan
An Nuan was originally looking at the mountain and didn't pay much attention to the people passing by.

Until a figure stopped in front of her, she pinched the corner of her clothes awkwardly.

When I looked up, I saw a vast expanse of earth, and then I could clearly see the face of the person under the umbrella.

An Nuan stood up nervously and smiled shyly: "...Sister Jiang."

When the five-year-old girl stood up straight, she was just at the height of Jiang Chuci's thighs.

For a normal child, it should be at the knees at the age of two, and almost at the waist at the age of five or six.

But she is much shorter than her peers, which is caused by irregular diet and lifestyle, and unbalanced nutrition.

Jiang Chuci smiled gently and walked to her side and put away the umbrella.

I lowered my voice unconsciously: "Why are you sitting here alone?"

An Nuan shyly looked away and pointed to the mountain behind her: "My brother went to the foot of the mountain to pick wild vegetables. He hasn't come back yet. I'll wait for him here."

Jiang Chuci frowned. Why were they picking wild vegetables in such heavy rain?

She was about to open an umbrella, but An Nuan seemed to see through her intention and stopped her.

"Sister Jiang, the place where my brother picks wild vegetables is very safe. It's raining heavily, so you'd better not go there."

These words seemed to have consumed all of An Nuan's courage, and she quickly lowered her head after saying them.

Jiang Chuci looked back at her and roughly understood the reason. It was already not easy to grow rice and corn with two children, so how could she have more time to grow vegetables?

My grandfather told me that it took them several days just to plant the rice seedlings.

And I have to take care of my paralyzed father at home. Life is really hard.

The little girl's ears turned red as she was stared at.

Jiang Chuci turned away as if she hadn't seen it, and pointed inside the house: "Can I come in and sit down?"

"Yeah." An Nuan responded slightly.

……

There is a chicken in the yard. There is not much dust in the main room, and various things are not arranged neatly, so the overall look is a bit messy.

An Nuan stood at the door, too nervous to look up at her.

Would Sister Jiang dislike such a dirty and messy place?
She raised her head in fear, but saw that Jiang Chuci's expression had not changed.

I didn't even look at it for too long, and I couldn't help but feel relieved.

An Nuan has never seen her mother since she can remember, and no one taught her many things.

It was not convenient for Jiang Chuci to go in to see Uncle An, but when she saw An Nuan's messy hair, she suddenly had an idea and took her hand and found a stool to sit down.

"Can I comb your hair?"

An Nuan was stunned for a moment, and her red face lowered even more.

She couldn't help but think in her mind that other kids had their hair tied up and looked pretty, but she was the only one whose hair was always messy.

She doesn't know how to tie her hair, and neither does her brother.

"it is good."

An Nuan agreed cautiously.

My eyes were filled with anticipation, wondering if she could also become beautiful.

Jiang Chuci remembered that Jiang Moxue liked the princess hairstyle the most, so she asked, "Is the princess hairstyle okay?"

An Nuan clenched her hands. She didn’t know what a princess hairstyle was. Her brother never told her. But she remembered what he said when he didn’t know how to answer.

"I also can."

Because Jiang Moxue loves beauty, Jiang Chuci always carries a comb with her.

It is a wooden comb with a peony pattern.

Jiang Chuci was combing her hair. The little girl's hair was dry and frizzy.

There are still a few knots, which show that they were just picked by hand every day.

No matter how much An Dong loves his sister, he is a boy after all.

It can be seen from the little girl's messy clothes that An Dong is actually just a child.

Can't support a family.

"Will it pull your scalp?" She grabbed the roots of her hair and untied the knots at the ends.

An Nuan shook her head subconsciously, but it pulled her scalp, and she bit her lip.

"It doesn't hurt."

Jiang Chuci felt helpless and distressed, but didn't say much.

An Nuan is sensitive and you have to be very careful when talking to her.

After combing her hair, she tied it into a princess bun with her hands. Jiang Chuci simply took off her hairband, tied it up for her, and then turned her around.

An Nuan nervously clicked her fingers, her bright eyes looking around, but she didn't dare to look her in the eye.

Jiang Chuci curved her eyebrows and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Nuannuan is so pretty." A simple compliment broke the distance between the two people.

An Nuan was a little dazed.

Nuannuan...

No one has ever called her that. Her brother and father only call her sister or daughter.

An Nuan doesn't like to go out, and usually follows An Dong closely.

So she has no friends and has never met such a gentle person.

Just like the mother that other children talk about.

The girl in front of him had a smile on her lips. She was looking at him seriously, with a warm sunshine-like glow in her eyes, so gentle.

At this moment, An Nuan felt like she was a fairy flying down from the sky.

Holy and beautiful.

An Nuan was stunned for a long time, her eyes unconsciously moistened, filled with grievance and dependence.

She suddenly didn't want to say anything and just wanted to throw herself into Jiang Chuci's arms.

And she mustered up the courage to do so.

It was a subconscious reaction. When An Nuan came to her senses, she immediately let go and stepped back, raising her head in fear.

"Sorry……"

She was so dirty and Sister Jiang was dressed cleanly, she shouldn't have done that.

"No need to apologize, I like you very much." Jiang Chuci touched her face.

An Nuan hooked her fingers and her little face turned red.

"younger sister."

An Dong came back at this time and stood at the door with a backpack on his back.

When he saw one more person in the room, his smile faded a little.

When An Dong saw the hairband on his sister's head, his dark face showed stubbornness and unbearableness: "We have nothing to return to you."

He walked over and pulled An Nuan to his side.

"Sister, I told you not to accept other people's things."

An Nuan looked back at Jiang Chuci. Seeing her brother was angry, she hesitated: "But..."

"No buts. Other people's things are theirs. We can't take them for free."

After saying that, he reached out his hand to An Nuan's head, trying to take off the hair tie.

Jiang Chuci stopped him and said bluntly: "An Dong, I have business to do with you, do you want to listen?"

An Dong was stunned, his expression blank for a moment, and he didn't react to the meaning of the words for a moment.

……

Three minutes later.

"Drink some water first." An Dong brought the freshly poured hot water and put it on the table.

An Nuan followed him closely, being well-behaved and quiet.

Jiang Chuci didn't refuse and took a sip.

After she took a sip, An Dong asked, "You said you wanted to rent a field?"

"Yes, not only will I rent the land, I will also hire you to work for me."

An Dong was not very happy, but asked a strange question instead.

"Are you saying this because you feel sorry for us?"

When An Nuan, who was standing next to her, heard this, she became extremely anxious.

But she also knew that she couldn't speak at this time.

Jiang Chuci suddenly understood.

Ten-year-old An Dong actually doesn’t value self-esteem, but someone told him something.

He supported the entire family with his small shoulders. He was unwilling to accept gifts from others, nor did he want to see anyone giving him alms.

Because he knew he could not pay it back, the thought of hard work and rewards, give and take, was deeply engraved in his heart.

Let me say here that just because the author didn’t write it doesn’t mean the heroine’s family didn’t have a hard time.

I just think it is unnecessary and it is enough to just write about her entrepreneurship and studies.

Reality is already bitter enough, I hope to be happier by watching a fake fictional history.

So I don’t want to write about how hard life is here, how poor it is there, and how shabby the clothes are. I have probably introduced them already, and I don’t want to repeat myself and complain about everything.

Thank you.

(End of this chapter)