The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

The new year passed by quickly.

Jiang Huai ‘an’s birthday was after the new year. The Xia family had personally bought their children’s favorite dishes two days in advance, and their brows were relaxed.

On the day of her birthday, the Yang family’s young master and a few other colleagues came to congratulate her, and two tables were set up.

Now, he was fourteen, and his nominal age was fifteen. He had become a big boy who could stand on the top of the family.

At night, the Jiang family set up a table for themselves.

Xia Shi drank a pot of peach wine, which was rare. On the table, she laughed and laughed, then cried.

She looked at her son and daughter in a daze, as if she was seeing the day she married Jiang yubai more than ten years ago.

“Mother, when I got married, I really thought that I would have to rely on him for the rest of my life.”

“The maiden family said that I was too close to him, that he relied too much on his mother, and that he was not a good match. But I didn’t listen to a single word. It’s good to break off from my maiden family and marry him.”

even though I’ve been wronged all these years and have some regrets, I still clenched my teeth and didn’t dare to tell anyone.

“Back then, I cried and begged to walk this path, cutting off all the paths that I had to walk. What was he now? I won’t have the chance to repay father and mother in this lifetime.” Xia’s wine glass fell to the ground and he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes.

“I didn’t think that mother would ultimately still rely on the child to live a good life. My mother was half right. He said that the Jiang family was unreliable and that he was ill-blessed and couldn’t take it. They didn’t know that I had two promising children. If mother knew, one fear that she would scold me for being stupid and sigh that I have good fortune.”

The warm wine on the table gave off a faint floral fragrance, and little Huai Lu took two deep breaths.

He secretly took the glass that Lu huaijiang had finished and licked it.

It was sweet and had a slightly fermented taste.

“Mother, we can still go back. The first time it was unconscious, it was three months. The second time, it might be three years, or even thirty years. What if it died one day? We have to think of something good. Is it brother Lu?” The girl in the cotton-padded jacket pursed her lips and pouted at Lu huaijiang.

The young man’s face tensed up.

He looked down on everyone as if he was already deaf.

Jiang Huaian poured his mother a cup of tea to sober her up.

A small stove was lit under the teapot, and it was snowing heavily outside the window.

White smoke rose from the teapot, making a gurgling sound. It was peaceful and beautiful.

“Mother, when one is young and frivolous, everyone has their impulsive moments. For him, you betrayed the Xia family and refused to contact me for so many years. I’m afraid you’re trying to prove that you made the right choice? Now that he had left him, it was a timely stop. If maternal grandmother and maternal grandfather knew about this, they would only feel heartache for the pain you have suffered for so many years.”

“When we get the chance to return to the capital, we’ll personally go back to the Xia family and apologize to old master and old Madam.”

“The days are getting better, and there will be a time when I go home.” Jiang Huai ‘an’s tone was firm.

Actually, on the day the Jiang family was exiled .

At the city gate, he saw the Xia family.

However, Lulu had just recovered from a serious illness, and his mother’s heart had been with him. She did not see anyone from the Xia family.

At that time, the Jiang family had offended the Crown Prince, and many people in the capital didn’t dare to send them off. Most of the people who came were servants sent by the mansion. Only in the Xia family did he see his first uncle, second uncle, and the others wiping their tears.

Now it wasn’t good to tell mother, it would only add to her sadness.

“Do we really have a chance to go home?” Xia Shi murmured.

“Of course there is. Once His Highness is dead, we will definitely return to the capital.” Jiang Huaian’s tone was firm.

“It’s the new year, so don’t mention sad things.” Lu huaijiang gave everyone some food with his chopsticks. He really didn’t want to talk about the incident in the capital.

He didn’t want to mention the Jiang family’s exile.

When he woke up, he would first find an excuse to call this family back..