Reborn in the 1970s, Peach Blossoms Bloom

Chapter 330 I Can Always Come Back

Jiang Chunliu stood still and turned around: "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely bring Jinsheng back."

Looking at this girl who was only as tall as his chest, Jiang Yuan actually had an inexplicable trust.It's just that she didn't say what to do, but he still felt a little nervous.

"Don't think about that, I'll clean up for a while." After Jiang Chunliu finished speaking, he went to the main room to clean up.

Don't let their family see Jinsheng for the rest of their lives?It's not up to her, Chen Xuemei.

After Jiang Jinhua came back, he helped Jiang Chunliu tidy up for a while, and then went to the house down the mountain with Jiang Yuan on his back.

Jiang Chunliu went to the mountain and secretly obtained a grouse, braised it in soy sauce, and steamed two eggs.He took the fish that Jiang Jinhua had caught and made a pickled fish and cooked a big pot of rice.

When everything was served on the table, Jiang Yuan whetted his appetite and ate two bowls of white rice.

Jiang Jinhua even ate three bowls of white rice, but he still hadn't finished eating the fish.

"It's better to work when I'm full. I feel more energetic recently than before." Jiang Jinhua said happily.

Jiang Chunliu looked at her brother carefully, "Brother, have you grown taller?"

"Really?" Jiang Jinhua stood up, took the tail of the chopsticks, went to the wall, touched the earthen wall, drew on the wall, stood up again, and measured it with his own hands.

Jiang Chunliu shook his head helplessly: "How can you measure this accurately?"

"It's enough to know something about it." Jiang Jinhua smiled and showed his white teeth.

"Chunliu, I saw that you have grown taller, and your face has become fleshy and white." Jiang Yuan also looked at Jiang Chunliu seriously.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed his own face, it seemed that he was really a little fleshy.

Jiang Chunliu immediately felt a sense of satisfaction, and for the past few months, he had been eating and drinking every day, and it finally paid off.

"It's better to eat and drink more." Jiang Chunliu said, and nodded.

"Who doesn't want to eat and drink well? Don't you have money?" Jiang Jinhua reluctantly responded, and put away the dishes.

Jiang Chunliu smiled and didn't answer.

Jiang Yuan next to him sighed helplessly: "I don't know what kind of life Jinsheng is living now."

Thinking of Jinsheng, Jiang Jinhua stopped his movements. He looked up at Jiang Chunliu, then sighed, and said in a low voice, "As long as Jinsheng comes back, I'm happy to live whatever life I want."

Jiang Chunliu looked at Jiang Yuan, then at Jiang Jinhua, smiled, and comforted them: "I'll always come back."

She can understand them very well, even she herself is willing to exchange money for Jinsheng.

But the person opposite is Chen Xuemei, and this cannot be solved with money at once.

This time, she compromised, and she could use this method to deal with them again and again in the future.

Jiang Chunliu cleaned up the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash.After a while, Jiang Jinhua came in to help her.

Lying in bed at night, Jiang Chunliu was thinking about the game on the mountain.

Those leaders still didn't leave, and she couldn't move.If the game on the mountain is dead, it cannot be sold.

Sometimes things just go unnoticed, and the horn rang early the next morning, telling everyone to go to the entrance of the village to see off the leader.

Jiang Chunliu almost jumped up, and when he ran to the entrance of the village, he could only see the backs of the leaders getting on the minibus.

"Oh, once these leaders leave, we won't be able to earn food stamps and money!"

"It would be great if the working group could come to our village often."

"I'm not going to give in to the week. Why can't the good thing of providing food be my turn?"

The villagers standing around sighed, these people have come down to live these days, eating at each house in turn, and giving money and food coupons, everyone is not happy.

In a feeling of regret, Jiang Chunliu tried hard to suppress the corners of his raised mouth, restrained his emotions, and went back to wash and cook.

(End of this chapter)