The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

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Chapter 107: Money can make the deer push the millstone

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“You little brat, how did I give birth to such a good -for-nothing like you?”

“I’ve worked so hard to invite a great scholar from outside, but you’re good. He actually ran away after two days of lessons!”

“If you anger the master until he falls ill, you’ll have a good time!” City Lord Yang’s belly was filled with anger when he saw his son.

Jiang huailu ate a mouth full of red syrup and grinned.

“Just now I ordered someone to send a letter to your mother. You and your brother will have dinner at the Yang family. I’ll send you back after dinner.” City Lord yang became more and more pleased.

He had also heard a little about the Jiang family’s matters these past few days.

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He knew that the two siblings had moved out and he wanted to repay them.

The house was still under construction, so he decided to send Jiang Huaian and

Jiang huailu to the Academy in the inner city.

“Lulu, do you know what the Savior is giving us? Look, this world salvation Hall is only thirty miles wide.” Right now, the mountain outside the hall of salvation was growing crazily, and a fight was about to break out.

Compared to previous years, the number of evils in the barren capital had decreased.

However, it was truly peaceful within thirty miles of the hall of salvation.

Those coincidences were patrolling almost all the time. Any dark spirit that stepped within 15 kilometers of the hall of salvation would be killed instantly.

Jiang huailu paused.

She looked at him silently and remembered that her mother had washed clothes for others to earn some money this morning. Then, she slowly said, “”1 can’t move the grinding stone anymore … ” The little girl’s pigtails were trembling.

The city Lord was stunned.

“Grinding? Who dares to let you push the millstone? Uncle yang will take care of him for you!” City Lord yang flew into a rage.

There seemed to be something wrong with Jiang huailu’s eyes, and she looked at him sadly.

Behind him, yang pingfeng pulled on his father’s clothes.

“Father, father …” The young man covered his mouth with his hand and called out for his father in a low voice.

father, what she meant was that money can make the devil turn the millstone

As for why she didn’t say this, yang pinfeng felt that this girl might not have been to school.

The city Lord’s mouth twitched, as if his face was cramping.

She also understood that it must be very difficult for a woman of the Xia family to raise two children.

He had wanted to give her some silver, but he was afraid of humiliating her.

“After tomorrow, the hall of salvation will be expanded to within a hundred miles.” Jiang huailu took a bite of the candied Haws, her mouth was full and round.

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The city Lord’s Tiger-like eyes trembled, and his Tiger-like body moved slightly.

“Is what you said true?”

After saying that, the city Lord’s face turned serious and he walked back and forth for a while before stopping.

“Today, I will buy some fields within a hundred miles of the hall of salvation. If the price rises, I will give you ten percent.”

After he finished speaking, he quickly went out the door.

Yang pinfeng looked at his father’s energetic appearance and turned his head to see his father enter his mother’s room. He took out a package.

That thing seemed to be all the property of his family.

“My father is repaying kindness with enmity. He actually wants you to go to school with him.”

“But it’s good that you’re here. I don’t need to be scolded.” Yang pinfeng laughed. This girl hasn’t even gone to school for a day. If she came, wouldn’t he be scolded less?

After all, there was a comparison.

That night, Jiang huailu and Jiang Huaian had dinner at the Yang’s.

“Huai ‘an isn’t even 14 yet, right? Are you still studying?” Mrs. Zheng liked Jiang Huaian’s gentle and polite personality. Her child was like a monkey. Jiang Huai ‘an helped his sister wipe the oil from the corner of her mouth.

“I’ll find time to read at night.” In fact, his father had also passed the Imperial examination, and his grandfather had once been the Imperial tutor. But now that the two sides had fallen out, he rarely went over..

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