Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 84

When Mrs. Qian said so, Shen Zhimei naturally didn't dare to go back to the house, and hurried out with the two little girls on her back.

Qian Dabao made a grimace at the backs of several people, turned around and ran to the old lady Qian.

"Grandma, try it, the big apple brought back by the loser is really sweet." Qian Dabao tiptoed to feed the apple to the old lady Qian's mouth.

"If you don't want milk, you can eat it." Mrs. Qian smiled wrinkled her face.

She really didn't expect that the sick boy who could go to the sky in a strong wind could earn so much money by writing such nonsense.

"Grandma, those two losers said that their widowed grandmother cooks rice porridge for them every day, and also cooks braised pork, big ribs and big meat buns for them." Qian Dabao retracted his hand, holding the apple and gnawed it Two mouthfuls, looked up and said.

"From now on, grandma will cook braised pork for you every day, cook big pork ribs for you, and steam big meat buns for you." Old lady Qian glanced at the direction of Qian Xingwang and Shen Zhimei's house, and said with a smile.

"Milk is the best." Qian Dabao cheered.
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Shen's
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Shen Zhihuan sneezed several times while working hard on the manuscript.

She looked up at the bright sunshine outside the courtyard, turned her head and went back to the house to get a coat and put it on.

This body is really unbearable.

Thinking of Shen Zhimei's appearance when she left, Shen Zhihuan rubbed her swollen temples with a headache.

"Zhihuan, why don't we go to Zhulin Village to see your eldest sister?" Li Qiuhua walked in with red eyes and worried expression.

Seeing that Comrade Li Qiuhua, who stopped crying after persuading him for a long time, came back again, Shen Zhihuan felt his head hurt even more.

"What about after looking at it?" Shen Zhihuan looked up at Li Qiuhua.

Since the original owner's elder sister chose to go back now, she just apologized and admitted her mistake, and then obediently offered the two beds of cotton wool and cotton with both hands.

Does she have a second way to go?
Will Mrs. Qian give her the second way?

"She is your elder sister, how can you..." Li Qiuhua began to wipe away tears again.

The eldest girl is honest and soft-tempered, she always has half the spirit of the younger girl...

"Mother, it's the eldest sister who insists on going back, what do you want me to do?" Shen Zhihuan had a severe headache.

As an adult with the ability to think independently, the original owner's elder sister made her own choice, and she had to bear the consequences herself.

As the mother of two little girls, she couldn't stand up by herself, even if the Monkey King supported her with a golden cudgel, she still couldn't stand up.

"Mother, don't give her money and things when the eldest sister comes back." Shen Zhihuan thought for a while, and then added, "Don't give her anything, not even a stitch."

"You mean..." Li Qiuhua frowned.

"I hope I'm overthinking." Shen Zhihuan rubbed his temple, which was hurting more and more.

What she didn't expect was that after Shen Zhimei left for a few days, Shen Zhilan came back in the light rain.

Seeing Shen Zhihuan sitting at the dinner table writing something, Shen Zhilan gave Shen Zhihuan a cold gouged look, and went straight to Li Qiuhua's room.

Because of the rain, none of the villagers went to work. Li Qiuhua took Xiao Weidong to school under an umbrella, and rushed back to sew a jacket for Shen Zhihuan.

One autumn rain and one cold, ten autumn rains put on cotton.

Hearing footsteps, Li Qiuhua raised his head and saw Shen Zhilan entering the room with wet hair.

Li Qiuhua quickly got up and went outside to get a dry towel and stuffed it into Shen Zhilan's hand, then turned around and went to the box to rummage through the clothes.

"It's raining so heavily outside, you don't even mention taking an umbrella when you go out."

Shen Zhilan's gloomy eyes fell on the floral jacket that Li Qiuhua sewed, and she didn't move at all.

It wasn't until Li Qiuhua found the clothes that he noticed the strangeness of the second daughter.

"What's wrong with you? Did you quarrel with Zhongyi?" Li Qiuhua put the clothes on the bed, and held Shen Zhilan's hand worriedly.

Shen Zhilan shook off Li Qiuhua's hand, and asked sharply, "Am I your own?"

Li Qiuhua was stunned, frowned and said, "Who are you talking about? You were not born by me, so tell me, who gave birth to you?"

Is it fake that she was pregnant in October?

Which old woman who gave birth to a child without an asshole made such a rumor?

"You said I was born by you, so let me ask you, you gave the elder sister two beds of cotton batting and two catties of cotton, why didn't I have one?" Shen Zhilan was so angry that she smashed the towel in her hand on the ground.

She couldn't compare to that short-lived ghost, she recognized it.

Who made her less lovable than that short-lived ghost?

But, why should Shen Zhimei?

Because she is stupid, because she is stupid, because she has no brains?
"Chew your tongue?" Shen Zhilan sneered, and said in a very angry manner: "You go to Zhulin Village to inquire, who doesn't know that in order to return to Qian's house, the eldest sister gave cotton wool, cotton and the 56 yuan and three cents you gave her and the two The bag of milk powder was given to Mrs. Qian."

Li Qiuhua stared at Shen Zhilan, and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Li Qiuhua's reaction, Shen Zhilan laughed, "Thanks to your eldest daughter, I now know that the third girl of the Shen family in Panshi Village can earn a hundred or so yuan a month for writing articles for magazines in the capital."

Li Qiuhua was so angry that he trembled all over.

"Mother, eldest sister and that sick girl are your daughters, am I not? Why are you so partial?" Shen Zhilan smiled and cried again.

In what way is she inferior to that fool and that short-lived ghost?

"Shen Zhilan, I gave those things to my eldest sister, not my mother." Shen Zhihuan couldn't stand listening anymore, and pushed open the door.

Shen Zhilan glared at Shen Zhihuan viciously, then raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes.

"Shen Zhilan, it's my freedom to give the money I earn to whoever I want, you... don't worry about it." Shen Zhihuan leaned against the door frame, with a trace of sarcasm overflowing from his nimble eyes.

Shen Zhilan gritted her teeth, "Short-lived ghost, no matter how much money you earn, you still have to live..."

"Snapped!"

Li Qiuhua raised his hand and slapped him.

"Get lost." Li Qiuhua's face was livid.

Shen Zhilan covered her face, her eyes were red, "You hit me again."

"Get out!" Li Qiuhua pointed in the direction of the courtyard gate with a dark face.

Shen Zhihuan immediately gave up the position at the door.

In case Shen Zhilan would go crazy and push her later.

It has to be said that Shen Zhihuan's premonition was really accurate, the next second the menacing Shen Zhilan rushed out of the room, that rampant appearance scared Shen Zhihuan back two steps quickly.

Shen Zhimei glared at Shen Zhihuan angrily, the light in her eyes seemed to be poisoned.

"Short-lived ghost, I'll wait to see when you..."

Before Shen Zhilan finished speaking, Li Qiuhua rushed out, grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to the gate of the courtyard.

After throwing him out the door, Li Qiuhua led him back to the courtyard door.

"Mother, just protect this short-lived ghost! I'll see how long you can protect her." Shen Zhilan's cursing voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

"Even if I die, you don't want to take any money from me." Shen Zhihuan said calmly.

(End of this chapter)