The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

She wasn’t a two-year-old kid anymore.

Besides, it was fine for the savior to cry, but if she needed someone to change her clothes for her, it would be totally unacceptable.

She would lose her dignity and wouldn’t be able to convince the public.

Xiao Huailu finished eating breakfast and then crooked her finger at her brother.

Jiang Huaian immediately cooperated with her and moved his head closer. “Why? Do you have a secret to tell me? Did you wet your bed again?” Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows and looked at her seriously.

“Don’t worry. We have the deal from before. Whenever you wet your bed, it’s my fault. I did it! Mother will never beat your butt!” Jiang Huaian stuck out a few fingers to swear to her.

Xiao Huailu’s face immediately blushed and became as red as a monkey’s butt.

He only stopped making fun of the girl, when he saw her purse her lips.

Once Jiang Huaian got closer, he smelled a peculiar scent of fruit.

There was a fruity aroma.

In the past, the Jiang family certainly didn’t lack anything, but after being exiled, how would they be willing to buy such luxurious things?

A fresh apple was right next to his mouth. His grandmother was saying that she wanted to eat some fruits today, so his father and uncle immediately asked his mother to go out and buy some.

They only gave his mother two taels of silver.

His mother brought three dry oranges and apples back. Those fruits were much worse than the one in his sister’s hands.

His grandmother even put up a sullen face and harshly blamed his mother for taking money from the family.

In the morning, he saw his mother crying.

“Where did you get this apple?” Jiang Huaian took a deep breath. The juicy fruit made him gulp. He turned around and opened the new cupboard his mother bought yesterday, then hid the fruit inside and locked it up.

Xiao Huailu gave a beaming smile. “A girl gave it to me.” She then ran away with her short legs.

Jiang Huaian thought in his mind that maybe she went outside in the morning?

When Jiang Huailu came out, the dirty and shattered yard had become much tidier. It didn’t rain today, so the ground had dried. Her grandfather then used rocks to fill the yard and make it flat.

Her mother was scrubbing the wooden screen doors and windows on the floor.

“You people, are you waiting for an old lady like me to take care of you? You all can’t make me feel relaxed,” Liu shouted with a sullen look. She could still stand it during the journey to Desolate City, but after settling down, this huge difference instantly made her moody.

As she spoke, a loud cry suddenly came from the room on the right.

Liu’s eyelids pulsed. Even though she had bias towards Yuan, this baby indeed cried too much.

He made everyone suffer almost all day and night.

Yuan thought she would be able to rest after getting to Desolate City yesterday, but her baby cried all night. After holding him overnight, Yuan had back pain. Jiang Yuqing went inside to help, as he was worried his son would become dumb if he cried too hard.

“You can’t even take care of the baby. What’s wrong with you?” Jiang Yuqing’s complaints sounded from inside the house.

Jiang Huaian chuckled secretly and whispered, “Auntie held the baby the whole night and she said she had pain this morning. I didn’t hear clearly where she felt pain. I think she even cried. And now, uncle and Jiang Huaiying are taking turns to hold him. I have no idea what’s wrong with this baby. He’s almost killing our family.”

He might be a baby that liked to cry at night, but he also cried during the day… as if it was fun for him to make his family suffer.

Jiang Huailu smiled. She had already said that it was the debt collector and it would only go further.

“Mother, sister and I are going to the city to see what work we can do.” Jiang Huaian picked his sister up and went to Lady Zhu’s home.

In the house, Liu was looking angry.