The first time she committed an attack, the person who was beaten turned out to be her elderly father. Lin Qianqian tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep at all.

"I'm so annoyed. Is she acting like a monster in that room?"

Wu Xiuzhi's sleep has been very bad recently, and the weather is cold, so she wakes up whenever there is any movement.

She had just squinted her eyes for a while, thinking she had slept for a long time. She was awakened by the movement in her daughter-in-law's room. Wu Xiuzhi turned on the flashlight and looked at the clock on the north wall. She found that it was only half past eleven and she had only slept for more than three hours. .

If he couldn't sleep next, he could only keep his eyes open until dawn. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Wu Xiuzhi couldn't help but open the crack in the door and yelled into Lin Qianqian's room, "Lin Qianqian, if you don't sleep at night, your father and I will still have to sleep." Sleeping!"

Lin Qianqian, who was barefoot on the ground looking for a piece of cold medicine, was too frightened to move. In the end, she could only sneak into bed quietly and shed tears silently.

No, if she continues like this, she will go crazy. She must let the literary hero go home and stay with her. Otherwise, if anything happens, there will be no one to discuss it.

I finally made it to daybreak, my head felt heavy, and my whole body felt like someone had hammered it with a stick. There was no pain anywhere in my body.

The doors of the two rooms opened at the same time, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law both had huge panda eyes. You looked at me, and I looked at you, feeling disgusted with each other.

"Go and cook quickly. You can't afford it until the chicken crows. Whose daughter-in-law do you think is as lazy as you?"

Lin Qianqian was so angry that her head ached, and she was too lazy to talk back to her. She braved the biting cold wind and went outside to get a bundle of firewood, and finally lit the fire.

After cooking, her clothes were soaked.

"Mom, Dad, I'm going to the city to do some business today. I won't be back here tonight, so let me tell you."

"What? If you don't go home to live, where will you go?" Wu Xiuzhi raised her voice and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Isn't there a house in the city? I'm going to live there."

"Haha, Lin Qianqian, you have made a good plan. You can just quit after working hard. You don't work at home and you run to the city all day long. I think you are hiding away."

Wu Xiuzhi rolled her eyes and her style immediately changed, "No, are you carrying my son behind your back and messing around outside?" "Mom, what are you talking about?"

The world was spinning, and her vision went dark. Lin Qianqian quickly held on to the door frame to steady her body without falling.

Holding back the anger in her heart, Lin Qianqian said to the sarcastic old woman, "I can sit upright and not be afraid of others gossiping behind my back. Mom, if someone in the village talks about it, you scold me back. They will look down on me. That's it." I look down on literary giants, and I look down on you and my father even more."

Wu Xiuzhi, who choked on one sentence, rolled her eyes.

The person who said she was messing around outside was actually her. Wasn't she shooting herself in the foot?

Wu Xiuzhi was so angry that her daughter-in-law, who was very sharp-tongued, treated her like a monkey and drank a bowl of porridge for breakfast.

After returning to her room and tidying up briefly, Lin Qianqian decided to go to Chishuigou Village first.

She promised Dong Hongbing that she would get the design draft from Song Wenjun within a week. She was frustrated by Lin Deshui last night and couldn't just let it go.

After riding her bicycle and leaving, Wu Xiuzhi jumped up and stared fiercely at her daughter-in-law as she disappeared from his sight.

"Rebellion, rebellion, I was so blind back then, why did I fall in love with her and let her be my daughter-in-law?"

Old Songtou snorted coldly, "Say less. Even if you don't agree, can you still defeat your son?"

Think about it, since childhood, as long as Song Wenhao made up his mind, he could not pull back ten cows.

Unlike my daughter, no matter how hard she squeezes or rubs, she doesn’t dare to say no loudly.

Thinking of her now extremely wealthy daughter, Wu Xiuzhi's heart became even more congested.

"Dad, how much money do you think Wenjun, that girl, has?"


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