Jiang Yan noticed Jiang Ergou trying to soothe Jiang Sigua, who wouldn’t stop crying, so she came over to check.
Before her hand even touched Jiang Sigua, Jiang Sangang spoke, “Big sister, little sister is hungry…”
Without waiting for Jiang Yan to respond.
Jiang Sangang continued, “Big sister, treat your head wound first. I’ll go ask grandma for some coarse rice to make porridge for little sister.”
“I’ll go!”
Jiang Yan, fearing Zhang’s wrath would fall on Jiang Sangang, quickly bandaged her head wound and headed towards the kitchen.
After looking around.
Jiang Yan found an axe and walked towards Zhang’s courtyard.
Jiang Dahai, sitting under the eaves at the moment, hurried over when he saw this, “Dagang, what are you doing?!”
Jiang Yan ignored him, lifting the axe to break the lock on Zhang’s door.
“You’ve lost your mind!”
Jiang Dahai’s face changed dramatically as he rushed to pull Jiang Yan away.
Jiang Yan shot him a fierce look: “Yes, I’ve lost my mind! You’ve driven me mad! You don’t care about my mother or my little sister, but I, as the eldest sister, can’t ignore my sister’s life or death!”
Jiang Dahai suddenly realized something, and his hand retracted.
Jiang Yan strode into the room, heading towards an old, wooden cabinet where most of the family’s food was stored.
She broke the lock.
Jiang Yan fetched a wooden basin and bowls from the kitchen, scooping out two large bowls of coarse rice to cook porridge.
Jiang Dahai followed her into the kitchen, pursed his lips, and said, “When your grandmother comes back, just say it was all my doing. I told you to cook the porridge.”
Is there hope for this father?
Jiang Yan looked at him and asked, “Aren’t you afraid she’ll blame you?”
Jiang Dahai replied, “After all, I am her son. Even if she beats me, I can take it better than you.”
Jiang Yan: “…”
Thinks he can take a beating, huh?
Adjusting her emotions, Jiang Yan asked, “Have you ever thought that you might not be their child?”
“How could that be! You girl, don’t talk nonsense!”
Jiang Dahai said with a stern face.
He had never thought of such a thing. Jiang Yan did not let it go at that; she continued speaking.
