Chapter 29

Chapter 29

The evening breeze was thick and sticky.

Jiang Mianmian was sweating.

Her hair was damp and clammy.

She didn't feel very comfortable.

She was also a little hungry, because there was no time to make rice paste for her at home, so she drank thin gruel with meat soup.

She and the wounded brother had special treatment.

Although Jiang Yu looked like she was drooling, she was very sensible and firmly refused to drink any.

She walked with her head held high and chest out proudly, wearing her new embroidered shoes, like a haughty little hen.

Then she drank water from the ladle.

She was also very stubborn. No matter what her big brother said, she wouldn't drink it.

Jiang Mianmian felt her sister had a strong personality. She was very vain in some ways, always wanting to compete with her plastic best friend Cui, but in some ways she was very persistent and treated her family very well.

Her heart was a little rough. Her brother seemed to have just survived life and death and was delirious...

It was because she had the spring water that she was not so panicked. Yet her sister had survived such an evening and early in the morning still remembered to wear her new embroidered shoes.

Jiang Mianmian was quite envious of her sister's personality.

She felt that no matter where she went, she would probably do well.

She felt sticky and uncomfortable herself. She missed her mother, wanted to drink milk, and thought about these days.

No air conditioning, no electric fan, no refrigerator, no Aptamil, Wyeth, Abbott, Feihe, Royal...

She could only drink breast milk. But her mother's milk was not at home! o(╥_╥)o

Jiang Mianmian couldn't help pouting.

Then she felt her body float up as her sister picked her up and buried her head against her to sniff deeply.

Jiang Mianmian resignedly felt a little smug.

In her heart she felt a tiny bit comforted.

My sister really loves me!

Her sister must have sniffed her like a cat.

The bamboo basket was extremely heavy. That python was really heavy. She was worried it would crush her son's small body.

Not to mention her son was injured.

Jiang Feng felt he really had mutated, because just now as he lay on the bamboo chair, he had casually picked up a rock to test himself.

Except for the round pebbles that he couldn't crush, he could throw those out extremely far, and even felt he could use them as weapons to smash prey. The irregular rocks, he could squeeze and crush them when he exerted his strength.

This was definitely beyond normal human strength.

He didn't dare reveal this casually, as he couldn't explain it.

Moreover, he was still injured now. Perhaps when healed, his strength would be even greater.

But when he saw Mother coming back carrying the bamboo basket, he instinctively started to stand up to help.

Mother and son grabbed the basket at the same time.

Tugging.

At the same time both were surprised, found it strange, but showed no expression.

Tugging.

Jiang Feng let go, and Qin Luoxia held on.

A very ordinary process.

Jiang Yu didn't notice anything.

Jiang Mianmian hadn't noticed either, but for some reason, seeing her mother's and brother's auras so strange in that instant, like watching a black bear tugging with a wolf.

She must be hallucinating in broad daylight.

She felt she must have drunk too much of the spring water.

It was just Mother and brother after all.

She babbled, "Yiya yaya ya!"

Mother and brother looked over at the same time.

Mother's smile was warmer and gentler than usual.

Brother's smile was simpler and more honest.

"Yiya yiya," Jiang Mianmian waved her arms and legs.