Chapter 397 Jiang Kang
Chapter 397 Jiang Kang
"Beautiful, beautiful, give it to you, eat." Just as Jiang Fubao turned around and was about to go back to continue playing.
Jiang Kang, who could only smile foolishly, suddenly stretched out his hand and spoke to Jiang Fubao word by word.
The sound was not loud, just loud enough to reach Jiang Fubao's ears.
"Is this... dried dates?" Jiang Fubao was surprised.
She lowered her head and looked at Jiang Kang's palm.
I saw a dried red date lying on it.
It seemed to have been held in the palm of the hand for a long time, and the surface was reflective.
Jiang Fubao didn't answer.
"Okay, eat, give it to me. It's delicious. Eat it." Jiang Kang thought Jiang Fubao didn't want to bend down, so he raised his arms higher.
It’s convenient for her to take.
Under his short and thin body, a pair of small feet were standing on tiptoe, and he looked at Jiang Fubao eagerly.
I hope she will accept the red dates.
But he was drooling and glanced at his palm with reluctance.
This was the last red date his father gave him.
"You can actually talk?"
Jiang Fubao was a little surprised.
Just now the little friend in the village clearly said that he can't speak.
"Well, delicious, delicious, eat it." Jiang Kang nodded and shook his hands. The red dates rolled in his palm and almost fell to the ground.
"Then why do they say you can't speak?" Jiang Fubao asked again.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for a three-year-old child to speak word by word no matter how late he starts. This child looks a little silly, but not too silly.
At least I can understand what she says.
"Kang, if you cry, mother will beat you. It hurts, but you don't dare to cry. Kang, if you laugh, mother won't beat you." Jiang Kang gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.
Jiang Fubao guessed and guessed, and finally understood.
It turned out that the little boy in front of him was a crybaby, so he was often beaten by his mother, Sun Xiaotao.
After being beaten so many times, he was afraid of the pain and later dared not make a sound. So, in the days that followed, he smiled at everyone he met.
But others thought his smile was creepy.
Don't play with him.
What a pitiful thing.
"Eat it yourself. I don't like eating red dates. Do you want to play with us?"
In Jiang Fubao's eyes, these red dates are just low-quality snacks that one would only eat when he has nothing else to eat.
But at Jiang Kang's place, there are top-notch delicacies that are so delicious that you can't take your eyes off them.
Jiang Fubao naturally would not snatch food from the children.
She shook her head and refused, then invited Jiang Kang to play with her. The child hid in the corner and watched for a long time.
It looks so pitiful.
It must be lonely.
"I do!" Jiang Kang felt disappointed and happy after being rejected. He carefully put the red dates into the small pocket of his clothes, preparing to eat them tomorrow.
Then he nodded heavily and agreed excitedly.
Following Jiang Fubao's butt, he walked forward.
"Sister Fubao, why are you playing with him? This idiot is too much of a nuisance." When they came to the group of children, one of them walked up to Jiang Fubao and said.
"He's not a fool, he's just not that smart. Besides, he can talk. It's New Year's Day, bring him along to play. It won't be a problem. Well, let's not play hide-and-seek. Let's play red light green light. Jiang Kang, stand aside and watch us play. When you are familiar with it, you can join us."
After Jiang Fubao finished speaking to Jiang Kang, the game began.
“Red light, green light—”
"Bright!"
"Hahaha, you moved, you moved too, you two are out."
"Red light, green light, on!"
"Joy moves, you're out."
"Red light~green~light on!"
"..."
These five simple words create a different rhythm.
Jiang Kang, who was standing by, couldn't take his eyes off.
"Do you know how to do it?" Jiang Fubao, who was eliminated, walked up to him and asked.
"Yeah! Beautiful, beautiful, I, can do it." Jiang Kang raised his head and spoke out word by word.
"Okay, let's play together next time."
Wait until this game is over.
Jiang Fubao led Jiang Kang onto the court.
The other children in the village hated Jiang Kang, but for Jiang Fubao's sake, they didn't say anything.
Just ignore him.
Jiang Kang had a great time.
Whenever the "signal light" said on, he always managed to stay still.
If he hadn't been bumped into and fallen to the ground, he would have been the winner.
Jiang Kang fell and his butt hurt, but he didn't say a word and kept smiling, which looked weird no matter how you looked at him.
After playing until noon, all the children were called back by their parents.
Including Jiang Fubao and her brothers and sisters.
"Mei, Mei, where are you going?" Jiang Fubao, who was about to go home, was grabbed by Jiang Kang.
"I'm going home for dinner, you should go back too." Jiang Fubao pointed at Jiang Kang's home and motioned him to go back.
"Dad, Dad, he's not here." Jiang Kang lowered his head in disappointment.
"Then come to my house for dinner." Jiang Fubao generously invited Jiang Kang.
"No, no, okay." Jiang Kang refused.
He let go of Jiang Fubao's hand and ran towards home with his short legs.
Soon, he disappeared.
"Fubao, what are you doing? Come back for the New Year's Eve dinner. I made a lot of dishes that you like today. Come in quickly. Your uncles are going to set off firecrackers soon. Don't let them explode on you."
Zhang Jinlan shouted from the doorway.
Jiang Fubao withdrew his gaze and went in with grandma.
After washing her hands, she sat on a stool in the main room.
On the left is mother, and on the right is father.
The table was piled high with all kinds of dishes, both meat and vegetarian.
The family seemed to know what kind of food she liked, so the plates in front of her were filled with her favorites.
No need to stand up and pick it up.
Just stretch your arms.
After a while, the sound of firecrackers was heard outside the door.
Jiang Fubao looked at his uncle and second uncle, breaking through the smoke and running in.
The firecrackers lasted for a full quarter of an hour before they stopped.
At the same time, the sound of firecrackers was heard from all over the village.
It’s much more lively than the last time we celebrated the New Year in the village.
Jiang Fubao's bowl was piled high with dishes that were picked for her by her grandma, grandpa, daddy, mommy, brothers and sisters.
Next to her bowl was a cup filled with hot milk.
Adding honey makes it taste sweet.
"Oh, it's snowing outside. Come on, add some charcoal to the stove and close the door. Remember to leave a gap. Tsk tsk, I was wondering why it feels even colder than this morning."
Zhang Jinlan shrank her neck and gave instructions to her eldest son.
"Dad, you eat yours, I'll go." said Jiang Tongjin, who was closest to the main hall door.
"Okay." With his son doing it for him, Jiang Dahe didn't even move.
In response to the roar, he picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and ate with his mouth full of oil.
Jiang Fubao left the table only after he had his fill.
She didn't rush to rest, but went to the kitchen to get a clean bowl.
Then he scooped up half a bowl of rice and some soft dishes, then went out with a pair of chopsticks.
The small snowflakes turned into big snowflakes, floating above her head, and before they could melt away, a few more flakes fell.
In the blink of an eye, her hair turned white.
Afraid that the snowflakes would fall on the rice, Jiang Fubao quickly covered the bowl with his hands.
Arrived at Jiang Zhuzi’s house.
She found the door open.
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