After becoming a vicious stepmother, the villain cub is super clingy

Jiang Tang thought about it for a long time and it seemed that this child was born by Wu Yue'e after the original owner was sold.

It’s a very small one, only a little over two years old this year.

Sister Jun looked even more pitiful than when she first came here.

The little guy was probably very hungry and kept biting his fingers.

Jiang Tang took two roujiamo from the cupboard and heated them in the pot. The little guy kept sniffing at the aroma of the meat.

Jiang Weimin also smelled the aroma of meat. He didn't dare to breathe loudly and could only swallow his saliva continuously.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of meat, and I had no idea how delicious the meat must taste.

He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten meat, and he was almost forgetting what meat tasted like.

"Dad, eat!" Jiang Tang put the heated roujiamo on a plate and brought it to Jiang Weimin.

Jiang Weimin swallowed his saliva, but said, "We are not hungry, you can keep it for yourself!"

"Dad, if I tell you to eat, you should eat. If you don't eat, I will be angry. Don't come to our house anymore!"

Jiang Tang deliberately kept a straight face.

Jiang Weimin saw that his daughter seemed really angry. He stared at the roujiamo on the plate and hesitated for a long time before he picked it up and ate it.

After one mouthful, he felt like fainting.

too delicious.

The pancake is crispy and the meat inside is stewed until soft and melts in your mouth. The meat is not the kind of goose meat sold outside that only has a little bit of meat, but large chunks of meat.

Jiang Weimin didn't dare to eat too fast, but he was also reluctant to swallow it. He chewed the biscuit in his mouth ninety-nine and eighty-one times before swallowing it.

Goudan felt uncomfortable sitting on his grandfather's lap, so he simply squatted on the ground with his legs apart, holding the biscuit in his two barely clean little hands and eating it bite by bite.

He also used his clothes to catch the crumbs of the biscuits that fell off, and then picked them up and ate them.

Jiang Tang turned around sadly to wipe her tears, took out a basin and scooped three full bowls of flour from the noodle jar, and took out a two-pound pork from the cupboard.

The meat is the pork belly that Jiang Tang carefully selected, with a layer of fat and a layer of lean meat, which is most suitable for braised pork.

She took some potatoes and tofu, scooped a plate of pickles from the pickle jar, and took out a few salted duck eggs.

Jiang Weimin watched his daughter roll up her sleeves and skillfully knead dough, cut vegetables, and stir-fry. Hot water was boiling in one pot and another pot.

Looking at his daughter's face again, which was much smaller than before she got married, Jiang Weimin lowered his head and wiped his tears silently.

He raised his daughter with great care, but when she was at her parents' home, she had nothing to eat or wear and she didn't know how to do any housework.

Now that she is so skilled at her job, she must have suffered a lot of grievances. As a father, he is not worthy of his daughter calling him dad.

Thinking about the grievances his daughter had suffered in the past two years, Jiang Weimin could no longer eat the roujiamo in his hand.

After Jiang Tang finished making the noodles, he saw his cheap father wiping away tears. He probably guessed that he was worried about him, and a warm feeling surged through Jiang Tang's heart.

The stepfather and mother were a little cowardly, but they really loved the original owner.

For the rest of her life, let her pamper them doubly.

"Dad, eat the biscuits in a few bites, get the wooden barrel at the door and carry the hot water in the pot to the next room. Mom will take a good bath soon!"

"Let's eat after mom finishes taking a bath. After dinner, you and..."

Jiang Tang looked at the child who was looking at her with a pair of big wet eyes.

"Dad, what's this kid's name?"

"Goudan, this is your aunt, call someone!"

"Little aunt!"

Jiang Tang: "..."

dog eggs.

She knew that this child would not have a nice name.

"Dad, who gave the child this name? What is Goudan's real name?" Jiang Tang thought about calling him Goudan in the future.

Shake his head.

Although there is an old saying that a child with a rough name is easier to raise, children also have self-esteem and will definitely hate being called that when they grow up.

"Aunt, my mother gave me this name. She said it would be easier to raise me. So my full name is Jiang Goudan!"

Jiang Tang was speechless to Wu Yue'e.

She felt that there was nothing she couldn't do, except what Wu Yue'e couldn't think of.

"Dad, Goudan's name must be changed. Bring the hot water over first. After dinner and a bath, you and mom can slowly tell me about the family affairs!"

Because his daughter's life is good now, seemingly better than that of the wealthy families in the town, Jiang Weimin is a little afraid of his daughter.

Whatever my daughter says is what she does and I dare not refute a word.

While Jiang Weimin brought hot water, Goudan sat obediently on the stool and ate pancakes.

He took a bite of the pancake and said in a baby voice, "Aunt, this pancake is so delicious. This is the first time I have eaten such delicious pancakes since I was a child!"

"Just eat a little to fill your stomach. My aunt is cooking noodles. You can have some later!"

"it is good!"

The little guy is really obedient, even more obedient than Mo Jingnian.

Jiang Weimin prepared the bath water, and Cui Xiuping came out of the toilet rubbing her belly. Jiang Tang stood in the kitchen and shouted, "Mom, take another bath and change your clothes!"

"Dad, boil another pot of hot water!"

Cui Xiuping and Jiang Weimin listen to their daughter very much and do whatever she says.

Cui Xiuping, who had just put on her clothes, looked at the dark water in the wooden barrel and lowered her head in shame: "Tangtang, Mom hasn't had a good bath for more than two years. Usually, I just wipe it with cold water when I feel itchy!"

"Mom, this is normal. I used to be this dirty too. Don't feel embarrassed!"

Jiang Tang pulled out the wooden stopper outside the bath tub, and the dirty water flowed out through the pipe.

Seeing that Jiang Weimin and Jiang Goudan were both dark-skinned, Jiang Tang decided to go and boil some water with Cui Xiuping so that the father and son could take a bath as well.

There were no men's clothes at home, so Jiang Tang ran to ask Sun Cuicui to borrow a set of Zhou Baofeng's clothes.

Goudan is too small, and Sister Jun’s clothes can barely fit him.

After the father and son came out of the bath, Jiang Weimin felt relaxed all over, as if he had lost several pounds in an instant. When he ran the bathtub and saw the dark water, his ears turned red again.

Fortunately, his daughter couldn't see it, otherwise he would not be able to face her in the future.

Wearing clean and warm clothes, Jiang Weimin felt so comfortable that a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

Cui Xiuping ran out when she heard the noise: "Her father, are you feeling better?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Weimin nodded.

Cui Xiuping sighed: "When the Li brothers came to pick you up, did you not believe that our daughter was still alive?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Weimin nodded.

Cui Xiuping laughed: "I didn't believe it just like you did. I even asked Tangtang to take off her pants. Only when I saw the birthmark on her butt did I believe it!"

"Her father, our Tangtang is not dead. Not only is she alive and well, this big house was built by our Tangtang herself. Our Tangtang has also severed ties with her broken family. Everything about her has nothing to do with her in-laws. No one can bully our Tangtang except us!"