vrcanaries Chapter 170: Extreme Cold Doomsday: Self-esteem
Chapter 170: Extreme Cold Doomsday: Self-esteem
Without waiting for Wang Yiran and the others to react, Jiang Jiang went straight back to the room, grabbed a handful of candies, and counted out five sucking jellies. He returned triumphantly like a victorious general.
Wow ~
Is this the ancient Greek god of snacks?
Jiang Xiaobei almost drooled at the snacks in Jiang Jiang's hand.
She recognized it. The colorful sucking jelly was the one that often appeared on TV at her grandmother's house, as well as the handful of sweet candies that she could only eat during the Chinese New Year.
Except for the oldest child, Wang Yiran, the other children instantly became agitated.
They could see that Jiang Jiang was bringing snacks for them.
"Xiaobei, this is yours." Jiang Jiang took out a bag of sucking jelly and a handful of candy and handed it to her.
"Thank you, Sister Jiang Jiang."
Jiang Xiaobei said shyly.
She distributed the gifts to everyone one by one, giving each person a bag of jelly and a handful of candy.
"Come, Yiran, this is your share."
Wang Yiran took the snacks handed to him by Jiang Jiang, hesitated for a few seconds and said:
"Sister Jiang Jiang, I'm not a child anymore. Please share with Xiao Bei and the others. I won't eat it."
According to Wang Yiran's parents, in two years, she will go to the city to work and earn money like her other brothers and sisters in the village.
In her heart, she no longer considers herself a child.
Jiang Jiang sighed slightly and touched Wang Yiran's hair a few times.
"Sixth graders still have to celebrate Children's Day, so how can they not be children anymore? Take it. Your sister Jiang Jiang has a job and earns money, so buying these snacks is not a problem."
After hearing what Jiang Jiang said, Wang Yiran accepted the snacks with embarrassment and said in a low voice:
"Thank you, Sister Jiang Jiang."
Several children were jumping around with snacks in their arms. Jiang Jiang had to carefully remind them not to run or jump with candies in their mouths as it could easily get stuck in their throats.
At this moment, there was a shouting sound from outside the door.
"Yiran kid, where are you?!"
When Wang Yiran heard her father's voice, she immediately shouted back:
"We are at Sister Jiang Jiang's house!"
After a while, a man wearing rubber boots and with mud on his clothes came to the door.
He looked at the cleanly swept yard, then looked down at his muddy rubber boots, and without entering the yard, he shouted at the door:
"Yiran, put aside the corn stalks for now. Take the kids to pick oranges this afternoon. If you don't pick them now, they will be ripe in a while."
Jiang Jiang couldn't bear to see the two of them shouting at each other. It wasn't like they were separated by a mountain, so it shouldn't be that serious.
"Uncle Jianguo, let's go into the yard and talk. Why are you so distant after not seeing you for a few days?"
Wang Jianguo couldn't refuse the kind invitation, so he found a broken brick outside the yard and scraped the mud off the soles of his shoes before stepping into Jiang Jiang's yard.
"How come you got so many snacks? Don't they cost money?!"
When Wang Jianguo saw the snacks in Wang Yiran's hand, his eyes widened, looking a little scary.
Wang Yiran lowered his head reflexively. It was obviously not the first time he heard such words.
Jiang Jiang quickly interrupted:
"Uncle Jianguo, this is what happened. Today, Yiran and the other kids brought all the tree branches, corn stalks, and other branches from Xiaobei's house. I saw that they were exhausted and out of breath, so I gave each of them a sucking jelly. It's a small snack, not worth much."
After Jiang Jiang repeatedly emphasized that the food the children ate was very cheap and not worth much, Wang Jianguo's angry expression finally eased.
Jiang Jiang learned from the original owner's memory that Wang Jianguo's family were straightforward and not the kind of people who liked to take advantage of others. Whenever the family received something as a gift from others, they would always find ways to return it, even if the family's conditions were already very poor.
In Wang Jianguo's eyes, Wang Yiran easily accepted expensive snacks given by others, which was the reason why he was angry.
Even though he knew, Jiang Jiang could not agree with his point of view and could only find a balance between the two sides.
It not only takes Wang Jianguo's feelings into consideration, but also does not hurt the children's self-esteem.
After Wang Jianguo scolded Wang Yiran, she kept her head down. It was obvious that her self-esteem was a little frustrated as she was about to enter puberty.
"By the way, Uncle Jianguo, are you going to let Yiran and the others pick oranges this afternoon?"
Jiang Jiang brought the topic back to the right track.
"Yes, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten it. Yiran, take the backpack from home this afternoon and go pick the oranges from the trees on the mountain. There will be people collecting oranges to come and see in a couple of days."
Jiang Jiang likes eating oranges very much. They are sour and sweet and can supplement vitamin C. However, if you eat too many in a short period of time, you will easily turn into a Minion.
"I happen to have nothing to do this afternoon, so I'll go pick oranges with Yiran and the others. I want to eat some, too."
Wang Jianguo said with a smile:
"That's great. Our village doesn't have much of anything except oranges. I'll ask Yiran to bring you two baskets of oranges this afternoon so you can enjoy them slowly."
Jiang Jiang sighed silently in her heart. She had no intention of asking a primary school student to carry two baskets of fruit for her.
Wang Yiran might grow taller, but what if the child becomes shorter if we make him carry such heavy things every day?
Wang Yiran was somewhat happy that she could do something for Sister Jiang Jiang.
She made up her mind to pick out two large baskets of big and good oranges for Sister Jiang Jiang later.
Wang Jianguo was working on the construction site when he suddenly remembered this matter. He came over to give a few instructions, and then hurried back to his work.
As soon as Wang Jianguo left, the children looked at each other and started to make noise again.
It was almost noon, and most of the villagers were helping at the construction site. Lunch was provided by the small canteen in the village. There were only a few children in the village, and they also ate in the canteen.
But at noon today, Jiang Jiang saw that Wang Yiran was not in a good mood, so she invited the six children to have lunch together at her house.
"Anyway, we have to go pick oranges together this afternoon, so why don't you just have lunch here? We won't tell the adults."
Jiang Jiang quietly closed the door and started playing a real-life house-playing game with the six children.
Although Jiang Jiang treated them to dinner, to be honest, these kids were much better at cooking than Jiang Jiang.
Even the youngest, Jiang Xiaobei, is more skillful than Jiang Jiang in steaming rice.
Jiang Jiang, who originally wanted to show off her skills, was reduced to watching the show and serving as a cheerleader.
Wang Yiran naturally took over the position of chef in the kitchen. She cut two pounds of pork into shreds and stir-fried a dish of shredded pork with green pepper and shredded pork with fish flavor. She also stewed two large pig's trotters in another pot and made a pot of braised pig's trotters.
For the vegetarian dish, I used the tomatoes and green vegetables that Aunt Shufen had sent me before. I fried tomatoes, eggs and green vegetables.
Seeing that he was of no help, Jiang Jiang pretended to take out an air fryer from the room, but actually took out an air fryer from the space.
Relying on the convenience of the tools, Jiang Jiang decided to show off her skills and fried a bag of chicken wings and French fries for the children, and then paired them with ketchup and chili powder. She believed that with this skill, she would definitely impress these children.
Things like 'Sister Jiang Jiang, the shredded pork you cut is too thick, it won't taste good', 'Sister Jiang Jiang, this is not how you burn firewood, it will burn the pot', this kind of dark history will never happen again!