Brother Zhao Jin came out of the broken thatched hut of the Jiang family and walked towards his own house.

The Zhao family's several acres of paddy fields have been sold, but more than one acre of dry land is left. They can grow some sweet potatoes and vegetables on weekdays, and their house is next to this place.

Brother Zhao Jin walked into the house and smelled the fragrance of food. At the same time, his mother, Mrs. Zhao Liu, also came forward: "Brother Jin, are you back?"

"Well, I don't have much work today, so I'll come back first." Brother Zhao Jin said. He had done almost the work, so he spoke to his employer and came back early, planning to turn over his own floor in the afternoon and plant things.

"Brother Jin, thank you for your hard work." Zhao Liu couldn't help feeling sad again when he looked at his youngest son's tough face and deep scars between his eyebrows. If something had happened to Jin Hu, how could Brother Jin have to be so bitter?

He is just a couple, and he wants to support his family like a man...

When Brother Zhao Jin saw her mother's appearance, he knew that she was thinking too much. He was not very good at appeasement, so he just said, "Mom, do you have any food?"

"Yeye, my mother made sweet potato porridge." Zhao Liu said, lifting the lid of the pot.

The pot is filled with yellow and orange sweet potato porridge, which is made of sweet potatoes and a little rice grains. As for the steaming rack, a large bowl of pickles is steamed.

They eat two meals a day on weekdays, and they basically eat like this.

Zhao Liu wanted to get a bowl for Brother Zhao Jin, but Brother Zhao took the lead in getting a big porcelain bowl with a gap and served a bowl of porridge himself: "Mom, I'll go out."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Liu asked in confusion.

"Boss Jiang asked me for something to eat." Brother Zhao Jin said, walking outside the door.

Boss Jiang couldn't beat a single fart with three sticks. He didn't say anything for several years. Will someone still want to eat? Zhao Liu looked surprised and said, "Isn't the Jiang family doing a wedding? Will he have nothing to eat?" The Jiang family invited neighbors to help prepare yesterday and served a meal. Everyone who went there said the food was very good. Why did Boss Jiang still want to eat with others?

"He was lying there, and I guess he hadn't eaten for a few days." Brother Zhao Jin pointed to the broken hut about half a mile away from the Zhao family and said, strode towards the other side.

Zhao Liu was shocked when she heard her son's words. The broken hut was no longer able to live in. Boss Jiang, who had just fallen into the water a few days ago, actually lived in it. Moreover, in the past few days, she had clearly heard no movement, nor saw anyone from the Jiang family coming.

The Jiang family is too harsh to Boss Jiang!

Zhao Liu couldn't help but sigh, and at this time, Zhao Jin's brother had already brought the bowl into the thatched hut.

Jiang Zhen was very weak at the moment, completely holding on. Seeing that Brother Zhao Jin came back, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was finally saved.

Brother Zhao Jin didn't know what Jiang Zhen was thinking, so he went into the house to help Jiang Zhen up, so he put the porridge bowl over.

The sweet taste of sweet potatoes made Jiang Zhen want to eat the porridge in one bite, but considering his physical condition, he endured it and ate it slowly in small bites.

The porridge was no longer hot, but it was still hot. After a large bowl of porridge, Jiang Zhen felt like he was alive again.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhen thanked Brother Zhao Jin. The bowl of sweet potato porridge was all made of soup, which made his throat feel a little better.

"No." Brother Zhao Jin saw Jiang Zhen drink all the porridge, and immediately let Jiang Zhen go, letting Jiang Zhen lie in the pile of thatched trees, and asked again: "Do you want me to tell me when you go to the Jiang family?"

When Jiang Zhen heard the word "Jiang Family", he felt stuffy in his chest. This emotion did not belong to him. I think Boss Jiang was still unwilling to accept it.

"They don't care about me." Jiang Zhen said, and looked at Zhao Jinge again: "What are the Jiang family... doing now?"

"Today is the day for your third brother to get married." Zhao Jin said, looking at Jiang Zhen in confusion. When Boss Jiang mentioned the Jiang family, he was too alienated...

"I understand, thank you." Jiang Zhen thanked again.

Brother Zhao Jin heard Jiang Zhen thank him twice in a row, and felt a little embarrassed, and asked again: "Are you full? Do you want me to get you another bowl?"

"No need, I'll take a break and go home." Jiang Zhen said, he couldn't eat too much now.

"Yes." Brother Zhao Jin responded: "Then I'll leave first."

Brother Zhao Jin left quickly, and Jiang Zhen closed his eyes when he saw this.

Perhaps because of the fever, his eyes were so sour and even opening his eyes became a burden. After closing his eyes, he finally felt a little better.

Jiang Zhen was weak all over, but he couldn't fall asleep because of his bizarre experience. He was drowsy when he suddenly felt that the door was opened again.

He heard the footsteps twice and was already a little familiar with them. Who is it if it weren't Brother Zhao Jin?

After entering the house, perhaps seeing him sleeping with his eyes closed, the sound of Zhao Jin's footsteps could hardly be heard. When he came to Jiang Zhen, he covered some straw on Jiang Zhen's body, and he also put a few bundles of straw around him.

In the countryside, they often rely on straw to keep warm in winter. They put thick straw on the bed and use it as a mattress. Brother Zhao should have done this because he was afraid that he was too cold.

Brother Zhao put down the straw and left again. At this time, Jiang Zhen couldn't help but find out the memories of Brother Zhao in his mind again.

The original Jiang Zhene actually had thoughts about Brother Zhao Jin. He knew that his parents would not marry him, so he wanted to go to the Jiang family to be his son-in-law and marry Brother Zhao Jin.

His life in the Jiang family was very difficult, so the Zhao family's family was not well off, so he didn't care at all, and he didn't care about Zhao Jin's ugly appearance. However, although he had the intention, he could not speak or dared to speak. So until his death, no one else knew about it except him.

Boss Jiang lives a bit cowardly... The more Jiang Zhen recalls, the more angry he becomes. If it were him, he would not care about the people in the Jiang family. As soon as he packed up his own things, he would directly live in the Zhao family, and he would rely on Brother Zhao Jin!

Of course, that is a bit shameless... Jiang Zhen thought that he should take care of his body as soon as possible and then think about something else. If he wants to think about his body well, food is crucial...

Jiang Zhen thought about what he wanted to do next, smelled the smell of the fragrant straw that was sunken, and finally fell asleep.

When Jiang Zhen woke up again, it was already dark.

He was already dying before, but after drinking a bowl of porridge and sleeping, he had already recovered, but his hands and feet were still weak... His physical condition was still good, but he had been too hard before and was in deficit.

Jiang Zhen took a deep breath, stood up and walked out of the thatched hut.

If it was still cold today, he didn't want to spend the night in this thatched hut.

Following the memory, Jiang Zhen walked all the way to the Jiang family.

It's already very late now, but the Jiang family hasn't slept yet. The Jiang family is the busiest person in Jiang's marriage. They waited until the wedding was finished and they sorted out the house again before they had time to sit together for dinner.

Mrs. Jiang distributed all kinds of dishes to the banquet before and left many of them to help, and now they all eat them all.

"Little sister, don't you like to eat chicken wings? For you." Old Mrs. Jiang picked up a chicken wing with chopsticks and put two chicken thighs into the empty bowl next to her: "Yuanwen loves to eat chicken thighs. I specially kept these two hidden in the house and didn't serve them. I will wait until Yuanwen wakes up tomorrow to give him food."

The Yuan Wen in Old Lady Jiang’s mouth is Jiang Laoer’s son, the only grandchild of the Jiang family. He is two years old this year. Since he was born, he has been Mrs. Jiang’s heart and soul and is now asleep.

Jiang Chengwen, the second son of the Jiang family, picked up a piece of pork with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, he remembered something: "Where is the boss?" Today, the third son was married, and he was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, but Boss Jiang didn't see anyone in front of him...

Jiang Chengwen studied for two years when he was a child, but he didn't like to study and was unwilling to go there in just two years. After he didn't study, he had to go to the fields to farm. However, Jiang was so capable that although he was now twenty years old, he couldn't do any work. He went to the fields to count with two hands.

Today, when Jiang Laosan got married, he just helped lift the table and served the dishes, so he couldn't stand it anymore and complained to Jiang Laos. If Jiang Laosan was there, how could he have to do these tasks?

"The debt collector doesn't know where he died. If he has the ability, don't come back!" said Old Mrs. Jiang, with her face drooping with her eyes looking extremely mean.

When Jiang Zhen entered the house, he heard this sentence and felt a little angry.

This is still not his emotion, and he will not get angry because of such a sentence.

"Brother?" Jiang Xiaomei was the first to see Boss Jiang.

Among so many people in the Jiang family, Jiang’s favorite is Jiang Xiaomei. Although Jiang Xiaomei is lazy and coquettish, she is the only person in the Jiang family who will take Jiang Xiaomei seriously. For example, during festivals, she made some dumplings and other foods at home. Old Mrs. Jiang didn’t let Jiang Xiaomei eat them, and others would not think of giving them to Jiang Xiaomei, but Jiang Xiaomei would take one for him.

Only Jiang Xiaomei would call Jiang Boss Jiang Big Brother, Jiang Boss Jiang Boss Jiang Boss Jiang Boss Jiang Boss Jiang Boss Jiang Boss Jiang Boss "Boss".

Jiang Zhen glanced at Jiang Xiaomei who was gnawing on chicken wings, and his eyes fell on the rest of the Jiang family, remembering their appearance and expressions in his heart.

"Little beast, you're dead! No one is exposed to such a busy family!" Old Mrs. Jiang saw her eldest son coming in quietly, and immediately cursed in anger.

Jiang Zhen looked at her coldly: "I have a fever. I have been lying in the thatched hut in the west for three days and hungry for three days, and no one has ever delivered a meal."

Boss Jiang used to lower his head all day long, but Jiang Zhen raised his head and raised his chest, showing his appearance completely, allowing people to clearly see his excessively thin face and chilled eyes.

When Mrs. Jiang met her eldest son's gaze, she felt cold for some reason. However, she did not care about this feeling, but continued to curse: "Little bastard, you dare to talk back to me. Do you still need someone to feed me if you are such a big person?"

Old Man Jiang just saw Jiang Zhen’s haggard look and was a little uncomfortable, but after hearing Mrs. Jiang’s scolding, he frowned again. His son was so sarcastic all day long. Now he is blaming them? Even if he is hungry, don’t you know how to say a word? If you are such a big man, do you still have to be your parents to deliver food to him?

Old Mrs. Jiang continued to curse. If she weren't eating, she would have to find a stick to get started. But the second and second couple of Jiang and Xiaomei Jiang looked at Jiang Zhen in surprise - this man actually spoke? He said so long?
Chapter completed!