The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 18 What do you think of me?

  Jiang Huailu’s birthday is really bad.

  She was born on July 15th.

  In July and a half of that day, the entire capital city was enveloped by yin.

  The old lady exhorted her not to give birth on this day.

  But how can one decide to have a child? She had an attack early that morning.

  The old man Rijiang brought his eldest son Jiang Yubai into the palace to see him, and when she had an attack, she asked the grandmother to invite the wife to come back. The wife Wen lived in Jiang's house early in the morning, but the mother never came back after half an hour.

  Immediately, her personal maid became anxious and went to get someone in person.

  In the end, her mother-in-law was invited.

  Noble and generous in front of outsiders, and an old lady who treats her daughter-in-law like a daughter-in-law.

  The old lady said bluntly that this child cannot be born today. Born today, I'm afraid that rumors and rumors in the future will bring the Jiang family to shame.

  I only asked her to endure as much as possible, and after July 15th, she was welcome any day.

  Xia’s hatred at the time, lying on the bed, her stomach cramped, not knowing whether it was tears or sweat, which flowed into her eyes, bitter and astringent.

  In front of outsiders, she is the majestic Jiang's mistress, but at the moment she is like a pool of stagnant water, unable to protect her fetus.

  The personal maid grew up with her and was married by her natal family.

  Dang even sneaked out of Jiang’s house, and sent someone to Xia’s house and Gongmenkou to wait for the master.

   was caught by the grandmother in front of the old lady, pushed the person down the stairs by mistake, and fell to death.

  Fortunately, the Xia family raised her body very well, and she was born and raised again. At that time, Jiang Huai'an was already eight or nine years old, and personally led someone in the kitchenette to boil her water to the delivery room.

When Jiang Huailu came down, the cry was already weak.

  The whole body was blushing, and the cry was thin and small, like a kitten, curled up together, looking very pitiful. At that time, she burst into tears, and she only hated that she wanted to make things better, and that she caused her unborn daughter to suffer.

  I heard that her daughter was born on July 15, and the old lady was furious in the courtyard.

   Hearing that she broke the tea cup and walked away, Xia felt a burst of joy.

  When Jiang Yubai came back, she had already given birth, and the old lady beat a group of servants secretly, and the Jiang family knew nothing.

  The Xia family occasionally said without a trace on weekdays that when she was pregnant with a deer, the wife actually urged her to not come.

  Jiang Yubai only smiled and said, that wife drank too much that day, and her mother had already punished her. Knowing that she almost made a big mistake, her mother was very guilty.

  Xia never said it again.

  At this moment, seeing Genji in the same situation, with different treatment, made her feel a little bit sour.

  In the past three years, the old lady is happy with Huailu's face, but inside is extremely cold.

  The child is pure-hearted, Xiao Huailu can naturally feel the dislike of his grandmother, so he often comes back crying.

  What's more, in the past three years, she has never had a big birthday.

  Xia's face suddenly became colder and colder.

   "Mother, Lulu wants to hug." Jiang Huailu got off his elder brother's forehead, rubbed his eyes with fleshy little fists, and yawned, as if his whole body was glowing.

  Xia’s whole heart melted, and she hugged her daughter in her arms.

  At this moment, Jiang Huaiying listened to his mother's screams, and the **** air between his nose became more and more disturbed.

  Pour the prepared water on the hanging pot. Hearing the cry of his mother, Jiang Huaiying pressed his lips tightly and started a fire in a hurry.

   Suddenly, a white arm stretched out from the mist and pulled her sleeve.

   seems to be a little nervous, very scared.

  "Girl, what do you look like to me?" The voice was thin, as if the throat was hoarse, and the voice was extremely dry.

  The posture of being partial is extremely low, as if a little pleading.

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  (End of this chapter)