"No, Wen Jun has told me that no one is allowed to enter the warehouse!"

What was unexpected was that Wang Cui'e actually blocked the door, not allowing her son and Lao Sun to touch them, and carried the fainted Lin Qianqian in.

"Mom, Teacher Lin fainted. It's such a cold day. Frostbite will be serious."

"Who said he has the same physique as a chicken?"

"Mom, please stop making trouble. The situation is urgent. If Wenjun knew about it, he wouldn't tell us anything."

"no!"

Seeing that her son was disobeying her, Wang Cui'e pouted, wiped her hands into her sleeves, and sat down on the threshold.

"Let's carry the pigsty into the pigsty. The pigsty is much warmer than the barn."

Lao Suntou nodded, "Yes, let's go to the pigsty. The sun is shining today and it will be warm inside."

It was his first time to raise pigs. Song Wenjun felt sorry for a few semi-large pigs, fearing that they would freeze to death and not be able to eat pork during the Chinese New Year, so he bought a few meters of plastic sheeting from the supply and marketing cooperative, built a greenhouse, and planted a few ridges of vegetables. People looked at her with surprise, thinking that she must be half crazy and just messing around.

Only the people who worked for her knew that the plastic greenhouse was too warm. Old Suntou was alone. His small room was drafty from all sides and was not as warm as a pig pen. She was planning to discuss with Song Wenjun and let him live with the pigs at night.

As a result, everyone was busy carrying Lin Qianqian to the pig pen.

Lin Qianqian, who was pretending to be dizzy, suddenly froze when she heard that she was going to be sent to a dirty and smelly pigsty.

"Oh, Teacher Lin, you really know how to wake up in time." Wang Cui'e said sourly when she noticed that she opened her eyes.

"I, what's wrong with me?"

Lin Qianqian pretended to have amnesia, broke away from the big hands of several people, and asked in panic.

"Teacher Lin, you heard that your father was hit on the head and fainted."

"My dad, he, is he serious?"

Lu Zhiqiang was grabbed by her arm and shook, and a red cloud quickly appeared on his face.

"I don't know, Wenjun sent him to the hospital."

"Ah? What happened? Why was my father's head smashed?" "This is not clear."

Lin Qianqian suddenly covered her face and cried, "Really? Did Wenjun offend someone? Involved my father?"

Um? Lu Zhiqiang's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Teacher Lin, why do you say that?"

"That's right. Who did Wenjun offend? Why don't you take revenge on her own father? Why did you hurt your father?"

Wang Cui'e, who had been messing around all her life, said something fair for the first time, and Lu Zhiqiang couldn't help but show approval to his mother.

"Isn't that true? I'm worrying too much."

Seeing her crying so sadly, Lu Zhiqiang was embarrassed to say the words that came to his lips, and the others also looked at each other.

When she had finished crying, she stood up and patted the mud on her body.

"I won't delay you all, just go and do your work."

Lu Zhiqiang asked, "Teacher Lin, do you have anything else?"

"I'll wait for Wenjun to come back. Where does she usually live? I'll go to her room and wait."

Wang Cui'e clicked her tongue and said, "Teacher Lin, are you sick? Your father is in the hospital now. Don't you want to see him?"

Early in the morning, she saw Mrs. Lin carrying her bag and hurriedly going to the pier to take the boat. Their daughter was not moving at all. What kind of child was she? When her father ascends to heaven, can she grab a good seat to eat?

"We should be back soon. I'm afraid I'll miss it by boat and my trip will be in vain."

"you……"

Lu Zhiqiang stopped his mother and said, "Teacher Lin, you can wait if you want. There is a shack over there with a stove. You can go over there and wait."

Lin Qianqian looked up at the thatched shed not far away. She was angry at what they had just done. Instead of sending her directly to the shack, they sent her to the pig pen?

This Liangzi is settled, and once she has established a foothold on the island, it will not be too late to deal with these guys with inflammatory tendencies.

"Zhiqiang, why are you stopping me?" Wang Cui'e muttered dissatisfied. (End of chapter)

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