But now, in order to get Jiang Yi back to the small warehouse room as soon as possible, and not to stay in the upper room for too long, so that she can't see her eyes and not be upset, Qian Yulan can't bear it.

Jiang Jianjun couldn't stand the heat and wanted to get up and turn on the fan.

Qian Yulan immediately shouted: "What are you opening, now you know it's hot?" If you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, why don't you stop the dead girl when she says that she changes the light bulb? I know that I am used to children, Jianjun, do you know how much electricity is at home this month, and I will turn on the fan, and then drink the northwest wind next month. ”

"But it's too hot." When Jiang Jianjun heard this, he also regretted changing the light bulb for his little daughter, so he sat down with some hesitation and said.

"That can't be opened, eat less when it's hot, and save food, how can life be so easy, it's all habitual." Qian Yulan glanced at Jiang Yi as she spoke, obviously telling her.

Jiang Yi didn't bother to bother with her, so he stood up after drinking a bowl of porridge and said, "I'm full." ”

This time, Qian Yulan didn't call for her to stay and wash the dishes, as soon as Jiang Yi stood up, she immediately stopped her chopsticks, stared at it, stared at Jiang Yi when she went out, and hurriedly turned her head and turned on the buzzing fan.

"Yulan, you ......" Jiang Jianjun was stunned and glanced at the back of his little daughter at the door.

"What's wrong with me, Jiayin is about to do her homework, we can stand up to the heat, and you can't bear to let your daughter suffer too? Besides, Jiayin is about to take the exam, what should I do if I have heat stroke? ”

Qian Yulan glared at her.

Jiang Jianjun shut up, and didn't mention calling his little daughter over to cool off together, not that he didn't feel sorry for his little daughter, but that the two children were doing their homework together, which was indeed a bit crowded.

Qian Yulan was proud, turned the fan head to her eldest daughter, and went out to wring a wet towel over: "Jiayin, you wipe your face first and wipe your sweat." ”

"Thank you, Mom." Jiang Jiayin hurriedly took it.

As soon as the towel soaked in cold water was attached to his face, Jiang Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief.

It was hot to death just now.

If it weren't for the sake of getting rid of the dead girl, she would never have been able to endure it for so long.

Jiang Xiaoman is really cheeky for a dead girl, can't you see that her mother is unwilling to let her stay in the upper room?

According to her, it's best not to even go to the dinner table, just eat in the dead girl's barn, lest she see it and lose her appetite when she sees it.

Qian Yulan has been looking at her eldest daughter with a loving face, waiting for Jiang Jiayin to wipe her face and hurriedly take it, go out to wash the towel, and hurriedly go back to the house to find the milk powder.

I dug a spoonful, thought about it and dug another spoonful, and made a cup thickly, and then I tied the milk powder bag tightly and hid it in the cabinet under the bed.

As soon as he came out, he happened to collide with Jiang Jianjun, who was about to enter the house to find a vest to go to the alley to cool off.

Jiang Jianjun glared at the full cup of milk powder, and the aroma rushed directly into his nose.

Qian Yulan didn't wait for him to open his mouth and said directly:

"Nope! Jiang Jianjun, you're almost done, I also ate the eggs you said I would eat, and the light bulb was also changed, but don't even think about the milk powder, this is what I finally asked someone to get for Jiayin, just such a bag, if you dare to snatch it for that dead girl, I won't be done with you! ”

choked Jiang Jianjun and had no room to speak, Qian Yulan snorted, brought the milk powder to her eldest daughter, and said worriedly:

"Jiayin, drink quickly, I see that you haven't eaten much at night, are you no appetite, this is not good, you have to keep up with your nutrition these days."

Jiang Jiayin glanced at her father's face, deliberately frowned and said a little weakly: "Thank you, Mom, I have indeed felt a little uncomfortable these days, maybe I am too tired from reading." ”