After Marrying Him, the Ending Has Changed Chapter 149: 149 He's Too Useless

Chapter 149: Chapter 149 He’s Too Useless

Jiang Changhai and Su Wanyu didn’t stop her, “Put on so clothes, it’s cold outside, don’t catch a cold.”

Jiang Mianmian obediently took out her thick cotton-padded coat and put it on, even donning a hat. She liked and enjoyed her parents’ care for her.

After thinking for a while, Su Wanyu added, “Mianmian, when you see Yu Cheng, don’t ntion this matter, and don’t feel that he pities you. Just interact with him as usual.”

Although they hadn’t spent much ti together, it was clear that the child had strong self-esteem.

“Okay, I know,” Jiang Mianmian nodded. She, too, didn’t like the gaze of sympathy and pity from others.

After searching around the yard twice and not finding Yu Cheng, Jiang Mianmian began to worry.

...

It was easy to catch a cold if one stayed out in the cold weather for too long.

Yu Cheng only knew their family here. Not being at his own ho, where could he go?

At that very mont, Yu Cheng was actually less than three ters away from her, sitting on a haystack at the Jiang family’s, thinking about his uncle.

His uncle used to be a spirited and talented prodigy, completely unlike the desolate and haggard figure he had seen on the farm today.

This made Yu Cheng’s heart ache; on his mother’s side, he only had this one relative left.

Back then, his maternal grandparents were falsely accused and frad by a villain. Upon hearing the news, his mother worried incessantly about her family.

Due to prolonged distress, his mother had a premature and difficult birth, leading to both her and the infant’s death.

When his grandfather learned that his most beloved daughter had died in childbirth, he was overwheld with grief and soon followed her in death, leaving only his uncle behind.

But he was only four years old at the ti and couldn’t do anything!

Over the years, he still felt just as useless, having spent considerable effort just to find out news of his uncle.

After finally locating his uncle, he was unable to persuade him to return ho with him, nor did he have the power to vindicate his maternal grandparents.

He truly felt so useless!

Engulfed in sadness and self-bla, Yu Cheng fell into a deep well of negative emotions.

Just then, Jiang Mianmian, dressed up like a little pink dumpling, ca out of the house and walked around under his gaze, looking left and right.

Was she looking for him?

Then, Yu Cheng, with his keen hearing developed from early exercise, heard her murmur to herself, “Where has that guy Yu Cheng run off to? He couldn’t have really gone out, could he?”

But he just wanted to be alone and silent at the mont, not responding to her.

After all, if she couldn’t find him in the yard, the girl would obediently go back inside.

Thinking this, Yu Cheng saw Jiang Mianmian suddenly leave the courtyard, apparently intending to go outside to look for him.

She hadn’t even brought a scarf. If the girl went out and spent a while in the cold wind, she’d surely co back with a runny nose.

So Yu Cheng couldn’t afford to stay quiet any longer. He deliberately made a few movents in the haystack, rustling to attract her attention.

Jiang Mianmian, who was heading outside, heard the noise and looked over, her eyes lighting up instantly, “Brother Yu, how did you get up there?”

No wonder she couldn’t find anyone; he was sitting on top of a haystack.

Since the Jiang family was large, they would prepare a lot of firewood each winter. The haystack where Yu Cheng sat was conservatively two ters high, so she had passed by twice without noticing him.

“The house is warm; I ca out for so air,” Yu Cheng said with an unchanging expression, giving an excuse no one would believe.

Seeing his slightly reddened eyes, Jiang Mianmian didn’t expose him, “Are you cool enough now? Spending too much ti in the cold wind outside can cause a cold, and if you catch a cold, you’ll have to take shots and bitter dicine.”