Where can a 13-year-old girl be charming?

Even in the past years, Meng just felt that she was wearing new clothes, and the whole person looked much fresher. There was no feeling that she was fascinated by her mind.

However, what he noticed when he looked at her was always her eyes, which were clear and quiet.

Maybe there are too many good-looking people in the world, but too few interesting souls. If Meng had heard this sentence in the past, he would have known his mind.

Now it is not Jiang Xiao's appearance that attracts him now, but her heart which is totally different from the 13-year-old childish body.

Otherwise, there are more beautiful women of his age and family background in the capital. Why does he avoid them one by one?

"Is this Jiang Xiao? Look at this skinny one! Come on, let's have a party. Jiang Xiao will have her mother-in-law in the future. If you see old Jiang, tell them not to splash dirty water on this girl. "

"Thank you, uncle."

My uncle is over 80 years old. In the village, such a long-lived old man is quite respected.

His eyes were clouded, and he was supported by a man of his nephew and grandson, and he walked a little shaky.

At that time, Jiang Qingzhu couldn't stay in the village. She was removed from her family and ran out. Her life and death were unknown for so many years. It may not be without the family uncle's dissuasion and protection.

Maybe he is old now, a little softhearted, but Jiang Xiao knows that he must have been a stubborn old man who is not easy to speak.

They don't have so much love for the weak people. Otherwise, for so many years, how could you have watched the ginger family bully their three members and never appeared once and never said a word for them?

But what's the point of worrying about the past.

Now he said such a word for her, and she gave him a thank you, it was enough.

The door of the main room was wide open, and there was a table in the main room. There were two tables in the courtyard. There were six or eight people in one table. But this was the liveliest day of the Jiang family.

Jiang Xiao was arranged to sit with Meng Xinian on a bench for two people. After all, she was still young. Everyone's topic did not revolve around her, nor did they make fun of her to talk about dirty words with Meng Xinian. Moreover, because Meng was so powerful, they didn't even ask him about his personal situation. Instead, they talked about trivial matters in the village.

Meng didn't talk much in the past years, but he poured wine and cigarettes at the right time, which made them all feel that the young man was very sensible.

Xiao Jiang eats vegetables all the time.

"Here, soda."

Meng opened a soda and handed it over.

This kind of soda is made of glass. The packing is very simple. It tastes orange. It costs 15 cents a bottle. At most, one box of 24 bottles can be put into laolitou's grocery store, which can be sold out for a long time in Siyang village.

Today, Meng should have bought all the soda water left in his shop in the past year. Jiang Xiao aims at the plastic box containing the water bottle and puts it aside.

It is certainly not enough to divide one bottle for one person, so we all put them in bowls, and one and a half bowls are also full of relish.

Jiang Xiao took Meng's bowl in front of him in the past, poured half of it to him, and then took a sip.

Twenty or thirty years later, there are countless kinds of drinks in the supermarket, but now Jiang Xiao thinks this kind of very primitive soda water is quite good to drink.

Because everyone still has work to do, and it's just a wedding banquet. There are not so many rituals. When they finish eating, they all leave.

However, in one of the links, when Meng Xinian officially called her grandparents, Jiang Songhai's red envelope to Meng Xinian made Jiang Xiao open his eyes.

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