Chapter 41 Wedding Dress
On the second day of their marriage, Qin Han didn't have to go into the mountains, so Lin Qiaoyun was forced to stay in bed to recuperate. She was so tired that her eyelids twitched, and in a daze, Qin Han hugged her and poured a bowl of rice soup.

"You go to sleep first, I'll go to the village to see if there's any work." Qin Han can't be idle if he can't go into the mountains, and Lin Qiaoyun doesn't stop him from going out to find a living after breakfast. It's a good thing for a man to be self-motivated.

But I always feel like I forgot something...

While Lin Qiaoyun's eyelids were twitching, he caught a glimpse of a lump of red stuff in the corner, his mind flashed, and he was so frightened that the carp straightened up, almost dodging to his waist, and fell back again with a groan.

Looking at the corner of the wall wanting to cry without tears, she was so confused last night that she completely forgot about the wedding dress. If Mrs. Wang knew that the things at the bottom of the box were made like that, the old lady would have to kill her.

Although she was not afraid of the old lady making trouble, she was always wrong, so she felt very guilty.

She didn't care about pulling the quilt over her head, and waited until the sky fell to wake up.

So on this day, Lin Qiaoyun enjoyed the lazy weekend life of postmodern people, and rolled straight into the afternoon.

At noon, everyone went back to the house to rest. Lin Qiaoyun supported her waist and went out secretly with a basket. When she came to the door, she met an old lady enjoying the cool air.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Wang sat by the well, waving her cattail fan, her small eyes swishing into the basket.

Lin Qiaoyun subconsciously hid behind her back, but fortunately she covered it with a blue cloth, otherwise she would immediately pass through, "Mother, it's cold by the well, so don't catch a cold."

She had nothing to say, and she was extremely guilty, so it's okay not to say anything, but when she said Wang, she looked at her wrongly, "It's a hot day and you still catch a cold, old man, you must have done something to your heart, don't you dare let me see it?" ?”

"Mother, what did you say?" I must have done something wrong, Lin Qiaoyun's back was cold, and she wanted to slip away with a false smile.

"Hey, I want to run." Seizing the timing, Mrs. Wang jumped up from the edge of the well and slipped behind Lin Qiaoyun. The old lady was petite and her movements were nimble, and Lin Qiaoyun's movements were slow, so she was caught right away. .

Grabbing the basket and opening it, the old lady's face turned green.

"You, you, I gave you this dress and let you ruin it like this?" Mrs. Wang dragged her dirty wedding dress, her old face wrinkled in distress, and her face became a big chrysanthemum wrapped around a small chrysanthemum.

Lin Qiaoyun wanted to laugh, and hurriedly lowered her head, "Mother, I, I was not careful." You can't tell the truth, your son took off the clothes, and she doesn't care about her business.

Thinking of Qin Han, she gritted her teeth, the bite was really too light last night.

Mrs. Wang was still angry, she raised her old eyes, just happened to Lin Qiaoyun lowered her head, and caught a glimpse of her neckline, which was strewn with red plums, not to mention how prosperous it was.

The old lady's eyelids twitched, not only her neckline, but also behind her ears and back of her neck. Looking at her legs, she felt a little awkward standing up. What's going on, don't even ask.

The old lady is keen to listen to the corner, but she has never seen it with her own eyes. Based on these traces alone, the fierce battle last night can be imagined.

"Ahem, I have to take good care of this clothes, okay, let's go back to the house, and cook when the boss comes back." Wang put down the basket, waved his hand, and let it go.

This time it's Lin Qiaoyun's turn to be confused. Looking carefully at the old lady's face, she has recovered from a daisy to a sunflower, and her mood has changed from cloudy to sunny. Why?
Lin Qiaoyun expressed that it was hard for her to understand that the old lady, who was suffering without a fight all day, suddenly became merciful.

Confused, she went back to the house. When Lin Qiaoyun didn't see her, the old lady swayed to wash the clothes by the well water with a basket on her shoulders, as if the clothes were dirty, so there was so much hope for her grandson.

(End of this chapter)

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