When Jiang Xiulan was young, she was in love with Zhou Changgui, a scholar from the village next door.

However, Lao Cao was not optimistic about Zhou Changgui. After several admonitions failed, he locked Jiang Xiulan at home.

Jiang Xiulan is a stubborn person. She believes that she will not marry Zhou Changgui for this life, but she has no choice but to go out, so she simply makes a hunger strike. Lao Cao can't help but watch her daughter marry into the Zhou family.

In the second year of marriage, Jiang Xiulan became pregnant. It was also in this year that Zhou Changgui was a juren and was favored by the county magistrate, and intended to betroth his daughter to him.

Zhou Changgui naturally wanted to be the son-in-law of the county magistrate. Without thinking, he threw a divorce letter to Jiang Xiulan and welcomed the beautiful lady from the county magistrate's family into the door.

Jiang Xiulan had a big belly and had nowhere to go. She wanted to go back to her parents' home. Lao Cao said directly. She chose the way she chose and had to finish her journey while lying down and kneeling. It was impossible to go home. This home has no place for her.

Although Jiang Xiulan felt wronged, she never came back with great gratitude.

No one knew where she went. He only knew that in just two years, Jiang Xiulan seemed to be reborn and had not appeared. However, she often arranged people to come and give Lao Cao a gift, making the villagers who were smoky behind the starter who was stuttering on her.

Jiang Miao was literate. She looked at the letter from her aunt, and the letter said that when Xiaobao was full moon, she would come to pick her up in person, so that she would take care of her body these days and not think too much.

In fact, Jiang Xiulan had sent a letter like this before.

"I don't know where my aunt lives." He put the letter on the round stool at the head of the bed, and Jiang Miao sighed softly, "I asked my grandma when I was a child, but she refused to say a word."

"It should be a wealthy family, right?" Yao guessed, "Look at what she sends every time, it's not good. Unfortunately, your grandmother always cares about the things that happened back then. She gave them for free. She never touched them, and she didn't spend any money."

As he said that, he put the little baby who was already asleep in his arms on the bed and covered it with a quilt, and continued in a low voice: "Your aunt will think about picking you up, probably because she felt sorry for your experience. Go there and listen to her words carefully. When Xiaobao is older, you will come back to see her mother."

This made Jiang Miao's nose feel a little sour, but she had to make a default decision.

Although Xiaobao is a big bargaining chip that threatens Jiang Yunqu and Chen, he will eventually grow up and cannot hide it for the rest of his life. Staying in Xishui Village is not a long-term solution.

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In more than a month, the little guy's eyebrows grew longer and wider. Every time Jiang Miao put on his clothes, he was so happy that he was in his mouth, with his hands and feet shaking around.

Jiang Miao sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the white and tender baby in the cradle.

Yao said that it was the most difficult time for her sisters Jiang Rou to take care of her during confinement. She often cried at night and had to get up to feed her breasts and change her diapers when she cried. She had never slept peacefully and her hair fell out in large quantities.

Jiang Miao didn't know what other children looked like, but Xiaobao gave her a very good feeling. She rarely cried during the day or at night, so that she could have a good sleep every day and full of energy during the past month.

In fact, many times, the baby wants to cry for no reason. In order not to make his mother dislike him, Xiaobao forced himself to hold it back. After a month, he could control it well. Unless it became cold and hot, he would get stinky when hungry, he would try not to say anything else.

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In a blink of an eye, it was the day when Jiang Xiulan came to pick up Jiang Miao.

The chicken cried three times, and Yao got up. He wiped his face randomly with cold water and moved his feet to the stove, preparing to make breakfast for Jiang Miao.

As soon as a bowl of hot egg porridge was served, Jiang Xiulan's carriage stopped outside the yard.
Chapter completed!