Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old-Chapter 1830 - : Fortunately, I Haven’t Known You for Long
Chapter 1830: Chapter 1830: Fortunately, I Haven’t Known You for Long
After tidying up, Xue Yang went out to play with Xue Ganggang for a while. Seeing that her father and mother had returned to their room and were sitting on the heated brick bed under the window, with the window open, she caught sight of them immediately and stopped playing, happily returning to the room as well.
She climbed onto the heated brick bed and acted coquettishly in her mother’s and father’s embrace.
Jiang Yue gently rubbed her little head.
Xue Yang was even more coquettish, “Mother, can I skip martial arts practice this afternoon? I got up so early today, and I finished all my morning tasks ahead of time.”
If she hadn’t finished, she wouldn’t have been able to play with her brothers and sisters.
Just to be able to play with them, she had gotten up so early that morning.
“No,” Jiang Yue said.
“But elder sister seems unhappy, I want to stay with her and play.”
“Which elder sister?” Jiang Yue didn’t know which one she was referring to at the moment.
Xue Yan looked at her as well.
Xue Yang said, “It’s elder sister Xue Ganggang!” Then her voice became much softer, “I accidentally broke her Painting Jar just now, I saw a painting inside, it seemed to depict people from the Beast World. Elder sister mentioned someone called Bai Xing, then she seemed a bit unhappy, she didn’t smile, and she didn’t even notice herself, only I discovered it. Although she said she wasn’t unhappy, I didn’t say anything more, but I still feel that elder sister is unhappy and want to stay with her this afternoon.”
Jiang Yue and Xue Yan exchanged glances.
These days, Xue Ganggang had been in town, only returning today.
They hadn’t heard anything amiss about Xue Ganggang from the children at home.
“You don’t have to stay with your sister; she can handle her own matters. If she says she’s not unhappy, then she’s not unhappy. It must be because she got to know someone for a few days and now suddenly realizes she will not see them again, that’s why she’s acting accordingly,” Xue Yan explained.
“Oh, alright then. I won’t stay with elder sister this afternoon, I’ll continue to practice martial arts.”
When Xue Yang had gone out again, Xue Yan lowered his voice and said to Jiang Yue, “Ganggang must have realized that she has a bit of a liking for Bai Xing, but after all, they are not from the same world, and it seems she’s choosing to forget.”
“Mhm,” Jiang Yue nodded in agreement.
“Good thing it was a brief acquaintance,” Xue Yan sighed.
Jiang Yue nodded again. If the acquaintance had been longer, it would have been harder to forget.
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After lunch, Xue Ganggang moved to her twin sister Xue Dangdang’s room to shift a Painting Jar.
There were exactly two Painting Jars in Xue Dangdang’s room. There weren’t many paintings; one jar would suffice. Knowing that her sister Xue Ganggang’s jar had broken, to avoid trouble, Xue Dangdang arranged all her paintings in one jar, then freed up the other jar for her sister Xue Ganggang.
The Painting Jar wasn’t heavy; one person could do it, but Xue Dangdang still helped Xue Ganggang move it into her room.
Since they were identical twins, Xue Ganggang and Xue Dangdang looked very similar. However, due to their different clothing styles and temperaments, their family never confused the two.
As soon as Xue Dangdang entered Xue Ganggang’s room, she noticed several scrolls on the table, one of which was spread out, and she glanced at it subconsciously.
“Sister, who is he?” Xue Dangdang was somewhat surprised to see an image of a handsome man on a scroll, accompanied by a large white tiger. The man was dressed in animal skin clothes. “Looking at the style, it’s not your work, is it?”
Xue Ganggang, annoyed that she forgot to roll up the painting, replied, “Uncle painted it.”
“Why did Uncle paint this man?”
“I don’t know.”
Xue Dangdang was always good at reading people, and seeing her sister like this, she knew her sister didn’t want to talk about the painting, so she didn’t ask further.
She thought about asking Uncle, but figuring that if her sister wouldn’t tell her, Uncle probably wouldn’t either, she let it go.
