What was the relationship between my sister and Hao Nanren before? Lin Zijiao wanted to try to ask, but he was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would reveal his stuffing.

In fact, in her previous life, she didn't know much about Hao Nanren, she only knew that this brother-in-law started from scratch from small business and grew bigger step by step.

Cousin Lin Zijin started working as a large collective worker at the grain station, but later the grain unit disintegrated, and her brother-in-law's business also became bigger, so she simply bought out the unit and went home to do business with her brother-in-law.

The relationship between the two of them seems to be very good, and Lin Zijin always has a happy impression in his impression.

Lin Zijiao remembered that until the day she wore it, Lin Zijin in the ward also said that there was nothing wrong with her, and Hao Nanren had to ask her to be hospitalized for a physical examination.

Sure enough, it is still a childhood sweetheart's free love marriage, which is reliable. Lin Zijiao remembered the events of his previous life and sighed in his heart.

Couples like her and Feng Qian, who were introduced by others, got married in a hurry without knowing each other well, and tried their best to cover up all kinds of shortcomings and problems when they fell in love, and when the days passed, they all slowly surfaced.

The influence of Feng Qian's original family on him, and the cunning and calculation that Feng Qian's personality has for anyone, including relatives, were all things she did not discover before marriage.

It's not to blame people for hiding deeply, it's just that she was blind and got married in a hurry.

Seeing that Lin Zijin didn't speak, Hao Nanren was a little awkward, he didn't know what Lin Zijin meant, how could the girl who loved to talk, laugh and be empathetic in the past feel different today?

Could it be that being sick has changed Lin Zijin so much?

After thinking about it, Hao Nanren couldn't find the reason.

He could only walk sullenly with his head down, keeping a distance not far from Lin Zijin, and whispering without a match.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to my sister's unit. ”

"Are you completely cured?"

"Alright. ”

"Then why don't you go to school?"

"My mom told me to go again. ”

Lin Zijiao agreed absentmindedly, and saw from a distance the eight big characters on the sign above the grain station that was built with bricks and plastered with cement: Take grain as the key link and develop in an all-round way.

"I'm here, goodbye!" she hurriedly said hello and trotted back, her ponytail fluttering in the wind.

"Goodbye. Hao Nanren's voice was muffled, and he was a little at a loss and a little puzzled as he watched the girl run past him.

Lin Zijin seems to have changed?

In the past, Lin Zijin liked to chat with him very much.

How many times in the morning when it was still dark at school, she and he followed him from afar, chatting about things in class and school, and sometimes about her family.

Every time they walked not far from the school gate, the two of them slowed down with some reluctance, hoping to be alone with each other for a while.

There were even a few times when Lin Zijin broke off half of the white flour bun her mother brought to her and stuffed it into his schoolbag like a thief.

But today she seems dull, and seems to be a little wary of him?

Standing stunned in place, watching the bright red cotton jacket and red, black and white scarf disappear behind the grain station, Hao Nanren slowly walked back.

He and Lin Zijin have never said anything beyond the friendship of classmates, nor have they promised each other anything, and of course, they are not like many classmates who are in early love, holding small hands and passing a small note or something.

But Hao Nanren just knew, he believed that Lin Zijin also knew in his heart, and he thought that the two of them knew it tacitly: they were different.

But today, he suddenly felt that things were not what he thought.

She seems to have changed.

The boy stopped again and looked back, but of course he didn't see the girl.

He stepped on the snow on the side of the road on his tiptoes, listened to the creaking of the snow, and stood stunned for a moment before slowly turning back.

In fact, Hao Nanren didn't have any letters to send, but he just happened to meet Lin Zijiao and wanted to accompany her through this journey.

Being able to walk with the girl he likes for a while filled the young man's heart with joy, but Lin Zijin's attitude made the young man Hao Nanren feel very uneasy.

He decided to go to school this afternoon to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Lin Zijin.

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Lin Zijiao entered his yard and found that the sunspot had returned home, probably because Lin Jiaming or Zheng Guihua had put a collar on it and chained it.

Seeing the master come back, Kuroko was so excited that he jumped up, his eyes stared straight at the oil-paper bag, and his tail wagged so fast that he could shake a flower.

Lin Zijiao opened the paper bag of broken fritters and threw the broken fritters to the sunspot one by one, and the dog jumped high again and again, vigorous and powerful.

After all the fritters were eaten, Kuroko stopped and tilted his head to look at her, with a look of unfinished meaning in his shiny brown eyes.

Lin Zijiao touched the sunspot's ear affectionately, dodging the wet nose of the paper bag that it came over to smell the paper bag, and spread his hands at it: "It's gone, the rest is for people to eat." ”

When I returned to the house and saw that the clock was already eleven o'clock, Lin Zijiao followed Zheng Guihua's example, stewed the vegetables like yesterday, and tried to steam the cakes with alkali.

By the time Zheng Guihua and Lin Jiaming returned home, the rice was already cooked.

Lin Zijiao lifted the lid of the pot and was dumbfounded.

The stew is ok, but the cake is ......

Unlike yesterday's bread, which was white and noisy, today's bread is thin and yellow, as if dyed.

Zheng Guihua came to the pot and looked at it, immediately pulled down her face, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

The atmosphere at home immediately became tense.

Whether in her previous life or in this life, Lin Zijiao has never seen Zheng Guihua's appearance, and of course she has only been wearing it for a day in this life.

She was a little stupid for a moment, stunned for a while, picked up the bread and brought it to the table, and served the dish again.

Zheng Guihua pulled her face and didn't speak, Lin Jiaming was also stunned when he saw the yellow-brown and crumpled cake, but he didn't speak, picked up the cake and started eating.

Lin Zijiao glanced at Zheng Guihua cautiously and whispered, "Mom, let's eat." "I sandwiched a piece of cake for her mother.

Zheng Guihua pulled her face and began to eat, and after eating two bites, she finally couldn't hold back and began to criticize Lin Zijiao.

"If you can't cook, don't cook, don't spoil the food, have a good meal, and see what you make!"

She poked the cake hard with her chopsticks and kept nagging.

Lin Zijiao saw this former aunt for the first time, and his current mother's attitude was immediately stunned.

In her previous life, she was still young when she learned to cook, and she was just over seven years old, no matter whether she was good or bad, her mother Bai Ruyi never scolded her, what she made and what she ate.

But what is this, auntie?

The aunt she saw was very gentle and generous to her grandparents and the children of the second uncle's family.

How can she be so angry because her child didn't have a good meal?