"Tiger, what happened to you, did anyone bully you?"

Seeing her son cry so miserably, Bailan felt bad. She said that the person she owed the most was none other than her pair of children. She could be lucky to come back in her life. She had already figured out how to compensate the children. She swears They will no longer be wronged.

After all, after a lapse of several decades, although Bailan remembered that her husband was in trouble and caused a separation, he could not remember whether his son had been wronged at this time.

In the Jiang family, only Jiangliu is the heart and soul of Jiang Miao, and other grandchildren have to retreat in front of Jiangliu, and Jiang Miaoshi treats several grandchildren equally, except for the eccentricity of his son Jiangliu. Yes, Jiang Dahu did not receive any preferential treatment because he was the son of Jiang Liu.

But the other two rooms of the Jiang family didn't feel that way.

The Jiang family now has four grandchildren and three grandchildren. The grandchildren Jiang Daniu and second grandson Jiang Erniu and the youngest granddaughter Jiang Meihua are the children of the big house. Jiang Lanhua and Jiang Hehua and the third grandson Jiang Sanniu are Children in the second room.

Bai Lan has been married for only a few years and has only one son, Jiang Dahu, under his knees.

According to the name of the Jiang family, Jiang Dahu should be called Jiang Siniu, but the four cattle are the same as the dead cattle, and the status of the cattle in the eyes of the countrymen is detached. Jiang Miao feels that the name is not good, and he decides to rank this ranking. The grandson of the fourth is named Jiang Dahu.

Jiang Miao didn't really think much when choosing the name, but the people of big houses and second houses believed that she was more biased because of the name. She thought that she deliberately named the children of Sanfang as the big tiger. The purpose was to suppress him. A cousin.

The elders whispered that the innocent children naturally heard in their ears, so now they are only two and a half years old, and Jiang Dahu, who learns to walk and yell at his father, becomes a punching bag for several brothers. No one wants to play with him on weekdays. , Often also bullied by cousins.

Bai Lan also complained to herself. She was cautious and careful, even if she was a bun in the Jiang family. She also taught her son to be as forgiving as her. In the end, the son was raised by her as a quail, and she was cowered by the incident. Wild seed bullying.

They were miserable as they had been in the last life. Bailan believed that in addition to the vicious hearts of Jiang Liu and Meng Widow, her mother was also responsible for some of the responsibilities.

Fortunately, at this time the son is still young and the daughter is not yet born. Bailan has enough time to teach the two children to change their personality.

"Mother, cool--"

Jiang Dahu was crying, but unfortunately he was too young, his tongue was out of control, and he could only speak the words on the list. There was no way to cry his grievance to his mother.

Since becoming a soldier, except for the sacrifice of his comrades-in-arms, Jiang Dahu has never shown such emotion again.

He had the same chance as Bai Lan. In his last life, his sister was sold to his wife by Jard and Widow Meng, in exchange for silver to study for the wild cub who was born by Widow Meng. The exhausted mother did not enter the Jiang family ancestral tomb, but broke the seat. It was because of the position where Meng's widow wanted to be buried with Daddy.

You should know that after the Jiang family separated, the father did not go to the land. The two acres of land allocated to them were all cultivated by grandmothers and mothers. After Jiang Dahu became bigger, the burden was even more burdened on him.In the last life, he was the person who worked the most in the family. But after the wild cub raised by Jade was tested in the middle school, he was also kicked off at the earliest. The shameless stepmother wronged him and peeked at her for a bath. He was chased and beaten by the stepmother's elder brother and fell to the stone steps.

Jiang Dahu couldn't understand why, as a husband and a father, Jiang Liu was so cruel to their mother and son, but was obedient to Meng Widow.

He wanted to go to the prefecture to wait, and asked Jade when he crossed the bridge, but when he opened his eyes again, it was not the terrible sight of the prefecture that appeared in front of him. He occupied a 19-year-old man. Body, went to a completely strange country.

That world is so weird. Men and women are equal. Couples can divorce as long as their feelings are not in harmony. Children can choose to live with their father or mother...

Many rules in this world are challenging his outlook on life. While Jiang Dahu feels that the people's congress in this world is against, he also feels that people in this world are extremely happy.

Jiang Dahu's character is extremely weak, but the owner of the body he occupies is a soldier who has just joined the army. In the army, Jiang Dahu has learned many advantages that he did not have, such as blood, such as strength, such as bravery.

Jiang Dahu thanked God for sending him to such a wonderful country, and thank God for sending him back to the world again.

Now he is not the cowardly and timid Jiang Dahu. He believes that he can hold up a world for his mother and sister, and after seeing women who are still wanton after the divorce in the last world, Jiang Dahu does not feel like a mother. If it’s such a shameful thing to be separated from Jard, it’s just that he still doesn’t know what his mother thought, and according to the rules of this era, if the mother and JD are separated, he and his sister can only stay At the Jiang family, because the daddy is still alive.

Jiang Dahu looked hateful, thinking of the daddy who would soon get acquainted with the widow, and thought he would simply kill him, as long as he died, all troubles would be gone.

It's a pity that now he is only a two and a half years old child, and the integrity he learned in the army in the last life did not allow him to punish Jard before he made mistakes, although Jiang Dahu felt that even if he was born again, Jade would still walk up old road.

"Cool, hiccup!"

Jiang Dahu was so excited, and because this small body was temporarily out of control, he began to hiccup while crying.

"Huzi, your mother made you delicious."

Bai Lan picked up his son and gave him a hand along his back. After watching the movement outside the stove, he lifted the lid of the crock and spooned the top layer of rice soup to his son.

This pot porridge has been cooked for a long time, because Jiang Miao's rare generous, this pot porridge is thick enough, slowly simmering with wood fire, the soft glutinous sweet that has already been cooked, the top layer of floating rice oil, this is even more The most essential thing about pot porridge.

In the last life, Bailan worked as a kitchen lady in Houfu. She learned a lot of craftsmanship. Even the most ordinary white porridge can be boiled with extraordinarily fragrant flavor without any mushy taste.

She blows off the rice porridge in the spoon and feeds it carefully to her son.

"Mother drink."

Jiang Dahu just ran back from the outside and consumed a lot of energy. He subconsciously drank the spoonful of rice porridge. After all, his core is an adult who has lived for two lifetimes. He is guilty of being embarrassed.

And Jiang Dahu remembers the situation of their mother and son at this time. Thick white porridge like this is simply not something they can drink.

Bailan was touched by his son's filial piety, and became more and more annoyed by the last world's own cowardice and cowardice.

Mother and son, you drank that pot of white porridge for half a bit. Jiang Dahu's body is still a child after all, and he is already full of five or six after only a few sips, and Bai Lan is just a mouthful of addiction. After the porridge in the pot was one and a half less, she added another scoop of water to the crock pot, and then stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon.

This time the porridge in the pot was full again, just not as thick as before.

Bai Lan urged her son to play in the yard, but she went to the house of her and the river with a pot. She did not dare to let her son approach the ruthless man. She knew how much her son wanted this father to care about him. Pay attention to him, but these are not what Jiang Liu will give him.

The man’s conscience gave the woman and the child outside. Instead of hurting his son, he was not allowed to be close to the man from the beginning, and the son of the province had a feeling of admiration for him.

"Mother let me give you the porridge."

When entering the house, Bai Lan changed her face again, her smile was gone, and the smile was replaced by a timid expression.It seemed that he was afraid to be greeted by Jiang Liu to feed him porridge. Bailan rushed out of the job of feeding chickens without waiting for Jiang Liu to speak.

If the river is ready for a stomach, he is going to talk to the woman who was sorry for her life. Well, in the heart of others, he is a jackal, a tiger and a leopard. I am afraid he will not believe him in a short time.

Jiang Liu picked up the hot porridge, smelled the scent of white porridge, and secretly secreted saliva. He didn't dislike the white porridge. He picked up the spoon and prepared to comfort his internal organs.

As for change, take your time.

Just when Jiang Liu was drinking porridge, Jiang Dahu couldn't help but feel the urge to sneak in. He wanted to look at Jade's face to deepen the hatred after decades.

Jiang Liu's eyes met the thin son outside the house, watching him staring straight at him, only when he was greedy and wanted to feed him a few bites.

"Tiger, ever--"

His wife and children are all people who were sorry for the rest of his life. Since Jiangliu has come, he does not intend to continue to treat others like the original. He remembers that the son of the original is the most filial, but his filial piety can not get the original. Treat each other differently.

Jiang Liu waved at his son and was about to tell him to come over and feed him porridge. He saw the thin child glaring at him fiercely, then turned and ran away.

Just came to this body, first slapped by his wife on the ground of shooting mosquitoes, and now was glared by his two-year-old son, Jiang Liu keenly realized the abnormality.

Inexplicably there is an intuition, he seems to be pitted by the system again.