The third lady patted her head and said happily: "Yes, why didn't my mother think of this?" Hearing you say this, shouldn't my mother go and see, can't we know about it, but don't go to condolences. ”

Lin Qingmeng said: "I'm going too!" ”

She has been lying in bed for so long, she usually doesn't even get the sun, although the whole person is covered with white flowers, but she is really stuffy.

Now, she has finally recovered a little, and if she holds on, she can still walk.

"Well, okay," the third lady immediately got up and looked for clothes for Lin Qingmeng to change, but found that all the clothes were small, there was no way, the third lady had to take out her own clothes and change them for her, "My son, look at how well you are recovering now, how plump your body is." ”

Sure enough, it's my own mother, no matter how you look at it, it's pleasing to the eye, thin, said to be slim, fat, just say it's plump.

Lin Qingmeng laughed, she was just right now, so she had to slow down, and if she moved too much, it might break the ribs that had just grown up, which would be very dangerous.

After changing her clothes, the third lady looked at Lin Qingmeng, and was happy again, "My daughter, look at you now, you are white and fat, how much you are loved, if you marry in the palace, it is guaranteed to be three thousand favors, hehehe." ”

The third lady looked at it, and her heart blossomed, and she fantasized about her future beautiful life.

However, she really didn't expect that Lin Qingmeng was not very tall, at least one hundred and fifty pounds in weight, was it really good?

And, according to her current trend, it is growing every day, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it becomes one hundred and eighty pounds.

Can such a ball-like woman really marry into the palace? It's hard to imagine.

The third lady helped Lin Qingmeng to walk slowly to the Light Rain Pavilion, and as soon as she entered, the third lady cried in an extremely loud voice: "Fu'er, my Fu'er, you died so miserably, why is your life so bitter?" ”

Lin Qingmeng also followed behind, crying loudly, as soon as the mother and daughter came in, it was like a thunderbolt sounding in the flat ground.

The second lady was naturally overly sad and lay on the couch, but she still lay in Lin Qingfu's room, because she was really reluctant to leave, because if she didn't accompany her any longer, Lin Qingfu would be retracted and buried.

Lin Zhenyun helped the fifth lady to go to Zhang Luo, and Fang Zhixing had already rushed back to Fang's house to discuss with Mrs. Fang.

In the room, only the second lady and some subordinates were waiting.

Seeing the mother and daughter of the third lady crying like this, the second lady's heart became more and more angry, and she said with a cold face: "I said the third child, what are you doing? You can't be such a cat crying mouse! ”

The third lady hurriedly stopped crying, "Second sister, I really came to cry for Fu'er." ”

She really can't figure it out, someone in other people's family is dead, don't they all invite people to cry? Why is there such a free and loud voice now, why is she still angry?

"No, you don't!" The second lady looked at Lin Qingmeng standing beside her, white and fat, and then looked at her daughter, who was as thin as a skeleton, and her heart was really sad, she closed her eyes in pain, gritted her teeth and said: "My Fu'er is already hard enough, you don't trample her anymore, let her lie quietly!" ”