Chapter 695

"Big, big, big miss, I understand. I was talkative just now and shouldn't have said that." Zhang's mother was frightened by Jiang xiaorou and her legs softened.

Everyone knows that Jiang xiaorou is deliberately fierce. Zhang's mother is for others to see. Let everyone remember that in the future, Zhou Mengmeng should respect Jiang xiaorou as much as Jiang xiaorou, otherwise everyone can't afford to go.

"Remember it for me. I don't want to say the same thing again. If I see anyone disrespect for miss three and say half a bad word behind her back, don't blame me for being rude."

"OK, it's all scattered!"

Jiang xiaorou is so serious! There was no smile on his face. Jing Muchen is used to it. He and xiaorou often do this, because they are in different positions and different from ordinary people. It is normal to have multifaceted nature.

But Zhou Mengmeng was frightened by the sudden outbreak of Jiang xiaorou. She didn't expect that she could be so fierce, but she was defending herself. Zhou Mengmeng has been holding her sister's hand. It's good to have a sister. No one will bully her casually in the future.

"Let's take you to my room." Jiang xiaorou took Zhou Mengmeng to her room.

Zhang's mother has used the fastest speed to find someone to replace all the sheets and quilt covers with new people. Usually, the room will be cleaned and cleaned up very quickly.

"You can stay here tonight! I don't usually come back to live," said Jiang xiaorou.

Zhou Mengmeng stood in Jiang xiaorou's room and looked around. At last, her eyes fell on the album on the dresser. It seems that the album has been years and is not new.

"This is my photo album. I usually take some photos and put them in. I seldom put new photos since my father left. Let's take one!" Jiang xiaorou picked up her cell phone.

She took a selfie with Zhou Mengmeng. There was a printer in Jiang xiaorou's room. She printed it in minutes and put it in the album. From this moment on, it means that Zhou Mengmeng is also a member of the Jiang family.

There are many photos in the album.

"Do you want to see it?" asked Jiang xiaorou.

"HMM." Zhou Mengmeng wanted to see the photos.

She doesn't know anything about the family, so she wants to know more about the family.

Jiang xiaorou opened her chair and said, "sit down and look slowly."

Zhou Mengmeng sat down. Jiang xiaorou stood behind her with her hands on the table. Zhou Mengmeng turned one and she introduced one. Jiang xiaorou's photo album contains photos of everyone in the Jiang family.

"Is this?" Zhou Mengmeng pointed.

"This is our father," said Jiang xiaorou.

Zhou Mengmeng's hand fell on the photo and stroked it. The first time she saw her father was his photo. In the photo, he looked very energetic and smiled a lot. At a glance, she knew he was a good father.

Zhou Mengmeng never blamed her father for leaving her and her mother in the countryside. She never asked why. Now she doesn't complain at all when she sees her father's picture.

It's just a pity that I didn't see my father's last face and didn't hear his voice.

"Is this?" Zhou Mengmeng pointed to other photos.

"Stepmother, she is actually very clever, but she is also very poor. She was killed by her own daughter." Jiang xiaorou said faintly.

Zhou Mengmeng pointed to another photo. A girl about the same age as Jiang xiaorou and Zhou Mengmeng was also the only one of her in the whole album.

"It's her who killed her stepmother. She's also your sister. It's a pity that you can only look at her photos now. In this Jiang family, we'll be the only ones who depend on each other in the future. In fact, I envy you very much. You don't have to experience things before. Jiang xiaorou's hand gently falls on Zhou Mengmeng's shoulder.

Jiang xiaorou has experienced the most painful things since she was a child. She has experienced all the love, hate and parting, but she can't tell them. Not everyone can feel it, and Zhou Mengmeng doesn't necessarily understand it.

Jiang xiaorou is just an understatement to let Zhou Mengmeng know about it.

Zhou Mengmeng hugs Jiang xiaorou and loves her very much.

"I'm fine. I'm fine. It's late. You have to rest early. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." Jiang xiaorou patted Zhou Mengmeng. She's really fine.

Jiang xiaorou is a person who has experienced great storms. How can she be knocked down by a little thing? She can bear things that ordinary people can't bear.

"Go and have a rest! I'll go back first." Jiang xiaorou loosened Zhou Mengmeng.

"You don't have to give me a shower and change clothes. By the way, I don't wear clothes in my wardrobe at ordinary times. You can wear whatever you like. I'll ask Mom Zhang to prepare new clothes for you another day. If you need anything, mom Zhang can let them do it. If they don't obey, tell me and my sister will teach them a lesson for you." Jiang xiaorou said.

"Thank you, sister. Good night." Zhou Mengmeng waved.

It feels good to have a sister. She is like a mother and will be good to herself unconditionally. Zhou Mengmeng watched Jiang xiaorou go downstairs and then went back to her room to take a bath.

But she still didn't dare to wear her sister's clothes. She just chose a particularly ugly Pajama to wear.

In the yard.

"Xiaorou, come here. I have something to tell you." Jing Muchen's voice.