Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

"Mom, no matter what, Teacher Lin is also Wenjun's sister-in-law. Let's not embarrass others."

"Bah! Now Wenjun is more capable. She is his sister-in-law. In the past, Wenjun went back to his parents' house to beg for food. Why didn't he see her as his sister-in-law and help him?"

Lu Zhiqiang blushed. He was not as thick-skinned as his mother to say such a thing. When his third uncle and his third aunt and Wenjun Jiaming were in trouble, they did not lend a helping hand, and his parents spread rumors everywhere. Yun Ting was captured and shot by the Public Security Bureau.

When Lu Zhiqiang thought of what he had done before, he could not forgive himself, so he could only work for Song Wenjun wholeheartedly to atone for his sins.

"Mom, didn't I tell you to go home and take a nap? What are you doing here again?"

"I want to steal some bricks and go back..."

After accidentally telling the truth, Wang Cui'e looked at her son awkwardly, "Hey, it's not stealing, it's borrowing!"

"Mom, what do you want to do?" Lu Zhiqiang stamped his feet angrily.

"Don't forget, you and my father promised me not to go against Wenjun again."

"Who is wrong? I am her second aunt, what can I do with a few bricks from her? She is not short of these broken bricks."

"If you don't ask, you are stealing. Mom, what do you want the bricks for?" Lu Zhiqiang asked with a cold face.

"Then... your grandpa and grandma's graves collapsed. I'll take bricks and build them again."

Ok?

Does his mother still have such filial piety?

His grandma was so damn angry when she was alive. Isn't it too late to remember to respect the elderly after she died?

"I understand. I won't be busy tomorrow. I'll go to the cemetery to visit. You can go home."

Wang Cui'e curled her lips. She didn't steal the bricks, and there was no point in going home. Why not chat with Lin Qianqian and ask her why she couldn't have a baby? Isn’t it possible that Song Wenhao can’t do it?

Open the door and enter the shack, huh? Why can't I push it?

"Teacher Lin? Teacher Lin? Why can't the door be pushed open? Please open the door. I want to go in."

Wang Cui'e shouted outside for a long time, but no one answered, and an unknown fire suddenly surged in her heart.

"Lin Qianqian, are you deaf? Open the door for me quickly, I'm freezing to death."

After a while, the door was opened, revealing a crack, and Lin Qianqian looked at her with cold eyes. “Second aunt, what’s wrong with you?”

When Wang Cui'e catches a cold, her stomach will growl, she will feel flatulent and fart, which makes her very uncomfortable.

"Come on, why are you closing the door? It's not your home."

Lin Qianqian was weak. Even though she pushed the door with her feet, she could not withstand Wang Cui'e's brute force, and the door was suddenly knocked open.

"Are you sick? Why are you locking the door?"

"Second Aunt, I'm sick and want to lie down on Wenjun's kang for a while."

"Won't you go back to your house and lie down when you are sick?"

"I still have to wait for Wenjun to come back. Second Aunt, please go back to your home and don't make noises in my ears." Lin Qianqian said impatiently.

Whoops!

Wang Cui'e was so angry that she put her hands on her hips and said fiercely, "Are you sick? This is our old Lu family. I can come when I want and leave when I want. You, an outsider, are gesticulating with me. You are crazy!"

Lin Qianqian didn't want to talk nonsense to her anymore, so she went back to the kang and lay down.

She was really sick. She was so frightened last night that her whole body was burning hot. If she didn't rest, going out into the wind would definitely worsen her condition.

"Hey, you have such a big face. If you tell me to lie down, lie down. Lin Qianqian, why didn't you notice before that your skin is thicker than the cracks on my heels?"

Seeing that her back was turned to him, Wang Cui'e moved her big butt to the kang, took out a bag of salty melon seeds that she had hidden before from under the quilt, and started to eat them.

"Hey, Lin Qianqian, are you pregnant?"

Lin Qianqian's back stiffened and she ignored her.

"You said that you have been married to Wenjun's brother for several years and have not given birth to a single child. Has your old lady disliked you for a long time?"

"Tsk tsk, what's the use of being so smooth? It won't even lay an egg."