His Wife Raised Him

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Jiang's living room.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the snow outside stopped, and the morning light shone on the thick snow, which was white.

The old lady sat at the table and smiled and handed the peeled sweet potato in her hand to the blonde boy in a black turtleneck beside her and said, "Eat more. You're welcome at grandma's house."

When he cut wheat, this little foreigner worked hard.

One person carries two large baskets.

Breaking the corn went back and forth several times without saying a word and poured it into the corn field.

Lu Li sat in the chair with his face burning a little red. He took the sweet potatoes in the old man's hand in surprise. He looked at the old lady turn his head kindly and said kindly to the kitchen, "National Army."

"Did more soy milk for good friends."

In the kitchen, Jiang's father, who was surrounded by an apron, silently took out the soy milk machine, silently plugged in the electricity, and said silently, "Mom, ask him what flavor he drinks."

The old lady smiled and said, "Little foreigner, do you want to drink red bean-flavored soy milk or mung bean-flavored soy milk?"

Lu Li turned his head and looked at the kitchen in horror, and didn't dare to say a taste for a long time.

The old lady said worriedly, "This child, you won't be confused..."

She walked to the room nagging on crutches. When she came back, she took back the colorful cotton-padded jacket and scarf, and said to Lu Li on the chair, "Put it on quickly and cover your sweat."

"Creep the sweat, and the fever will go down."

Lu Li said thank you to grandma.

When Jiang Yi left the bedroom, Jiang's father's soy milk was only halfway through.

Looking at the buzzing soybean milk machine, Jiang Yi felt that the opportunity had come.

He immediately volunteered, "Dad, I'll help you--"

Father Jiang: "..."

He glanced at the old mother on a crutch in silence and pulled up the partition door of the kitchen.

Jiang Yi: "????"

He turned his head blankly and saw Lu Li, who was surrounded by a red, green and green cotton-padded jacket and a scarf in front of the dining table. He was sitting in the chair with his hands.

The old lady smiled and said, "Get up obediently."

She turned her head to the kitchen and said, "National army, squeeze a cup of red bean-flavored soy milk and drink it obediently."

Father Jiang, who was just about to take off his apron, silently put on the apron and silently picked up his sleeves to wash the red beans.

Jiang Yi was stunned.

The old lady asked him to sit down and said while peeling his little sweet potato, "Good boy, Xiao Lu seems to have a fever. Let him lie down in your room later."

Jiang Yi subconsciously wanted to touch Lu Li's forehead, but as soon as he raised his hand, he thought of his grandmother on the other side of the table, so he raised his hand and turned abruptly.

He wiped it from Lu Li's forehead at once.

Lu Li, who was holding his hand, lowered his head silently and put his forehead on Jiang Yi's hand.