At the end of spring, when I was already worried that I could hardly afford to eat rice, a sick and beautiful cousin Qi Ang suddenly fell into my family.
That Qi Ang can be said to be so weak that he cannot carry it with his shoulders or lift it with his hands.
Qi Ang took out a bunch of copper coins from his arms and handed them over. Jiang Ru quickly said, "Cousin, please come to the house."
But we still have to live this life. We only have four acres of land at home. Before, the three people plus a few chickens could live happily.
But when he came, the four members of the family were very worried about his money-burning illness.
After walking for several miles, Jiang Ru was afraid that her cousin would confess like this before he could catch his breath.
But fortunately, this cousin had some business acumen. Jiang Ru did the hard work, while the cousin did the mental work, and his life was finally going well.
At home, my father is a soft persimmon, but he ranks second among the three sons. Grandma is partial, and grandpa is also partial. Fortunately, my mother-in-law had an idea, and the family finally separated.
Jiang Ru thought that the most beautiful words she had ever heard in her life were no less than:
[My cousin's money belongs to my cousin]
Qi Ang put his fist to his lips and coughed in a hoarse voice: "Cousin, are you going to dig wild vegetables? I will go with you."
Jiang Ru raised his eyes and looked at it, teasing lightly: "My cousin is so fragile, I'm afraid he will fall apart halfway."
[Note:
1. He, double clean, 1v1, pseudo gk.
2. The heroine's mother was adopted by the hero's grandfather.
3. Overlooking ancient times, combining farming literature and emotional literature.
Conception: