The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 205 My Brother's Insole

   When Jiang Huailu returned from the Salvation Hall.

  It happened to be passing through the old house. When I passed the Jiang family, I found that there was a red silk cloth hanging at the door of Jiang’s family.

  Little Huailu was startled.

   Carrying the bride's sedan chair along the way, the matchmaker wore festive clothes, pinched her handkerchief and twisted her **** with joy.

  The sound of blows and beatings spread out for many miles.

  "The bride, go to the sedan chair...the bridegroom officer, haha..." The children sang nursery rhymes jokingly around the sedan chair, and the girl next to the sedan chair carried a flower basket.

  The flower baskets were filled with wedding candy, and the children sprinkled a handful as soon as they got too many.

   provoked the children to chase up, and shouted out for auspicious words like money.

  Blowing and beating all the way to the door of Jiang's house, Xiao Huailu still stood at the door sluggishly.

  It seems that there is no response.

  Her father, this is a seamless connection.

  How long have you been away from her mother.

  A few days ago, I was still crying bitterly and clinging to my mother, and admitted my mistake to my mother.

   On that day, my mother went to the academy to pick herself up, and on the way she met Jiang Yubai with a haggard face. Jiang Yubai pulled her to make sure and to show his heart, that he would marry a daughter-in-law after turning his head?

  The matchmaker didn’t know Jiang Huailu, she saw a little girl standing in front, she was born with cute ice and snow, and said with a smile.

   "Little girl, if you say a few auspicious words, this wedding candy is yours." At this moment, the sedan chair just arrived at the gate of Jiang's house, and it will be there soon in auspicious time. It is also auspicious to say a few auspicious words.

  Little Huailu gave the matchmaker an embarrassed look.

  Her mother, actually don't let her talk nonsense outside.

   "Just say a few words. It's just for auspiciousness."

  The matchmaker thought that such an old child would come and never read any books, so she just smiled.

  At this moment, there are already a lot of onlookers around to marry the people, who want to please the people, are making a noise.

Jiang Huailu took the wedding candy handed by the matchmaker, and then whispered in a low voice: "Well, that... Last time I learned from someone who prayed for birthday. I wish the bridegroom and the bride, every year there will be today, every year and age." When the little girl finished speaking, she still showed her white teeth and grinned.

  The scene, suddenly quiet.

  Wish the bride and groom, every year there is today, every year, and today? ? ?

  Wish them two marriages, three marriages and four marriages? ?

  The suona sound stopped.

"Go and go, don’t mess with the children. Harm, good but not bad spirits. There is a present at this age, which means that the days of the bride and groom have been sweet." The matchmaker hurriedly pulled the little girl aside and surrounded him. The people burst into laughter.

  Small arms still looked confused: "Last birthday, everyone was very happy." After speaking, he cocked his mouth and squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

  The Jiang family just came out to welcome the bridegroom, and the matchmaker’s kind words like they don’t want money are even more of a basket.

   Soon the atmosphere came up again.

  No one thought that the little girl just now turned out to be the daughter of the bridegroom official of the Jiang family.

  At this moment, Jiang Huailu bounced around, with a handful of wedding candy of her father and stepmother in his pocket, and returned home.

  As soon as she pushed the door and entered, she saw her brother panicking as if hiding something in his pocket.

   His face was flushed, and his expression was tense, without the calmness of the past.

   "What's wrong with you, brother? Are you having a fever?" The little girl climbed onto the stool with her feet on her feet, grabbed her brother's clothes, and put her hand on her forehead.

  "Quickly come down to Lulu, it hasn't burned. My brother is just hot." Jiang Huaian's eyes were erratic, and he hugged his sister down.

  Jiang Huailu was even more shocked: "November day, Lulu wears jackets. Is my brother still hot?"

  As soon as he struggled, several pairs of insoles fell out of Jiang Huaian's pocket.

  (End of this chapter)