Zhao Ling was asleep, always feeling that someone was staring at him.

That kind of straight eyes, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, spitting letters, make people's spines chill.

She was awakened again, and when she opened her eyes, she found that the room was empty.

The sun was shining outside the room, Zhao Ling watched for a long time, slowly sat up and moved his legs and feet, only to feel a lot more comfortable all over his body.

She was about to get out of bed, but Mrs. Zhao walked in from outside scolding.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw Zhao Ling sitting on the edge of the bed with a pale face, she hurriedly wailed, and rushed in with a cry of her heart.

Zhao Ling didn't react, so Mrs. Zhao lifted her clothes and hurriedly checked the injuries on her back.

Seeing all kinds of scars, Mrs. Zhao was distressed and angry, and grabbed Zhao Ling's hand with tears in her eyes.

Zhao Ling: "......"

After Mrs. Zhao took her hand and cried enough, Zhao Ling finally spoke.

"Mother, I haven't eaten yet."

The world is big, and the food is the biggest.

If there is a backer, then cook first.

Mrs. Zhao came back to her senses when she heard this, and hurriedly got up to wipe her tears and said, "Mother brought it, it's your favorite food, and it's still hot." ”

After that, he took out a spread egg cake from the basket, wrapped it in a small pinch of mixed vegetable shreds, and stuffed it into Zhao Ling's hand.

Zhao Ling took a bite and unexpectedly found that the taste was very good, which was completely different from the egg cake made by Mrs. Zhao in his memory.

She was surprised: "Mother, when did your craftsmanship become so good?" ”

"I didn't do it." Mrs. Zhao came over and said in a low voice, "Didn't you tell me a few days ago that the old man who lost money always secretly ate outside?" I've been locking her up at home for the past few days, packing all the work for her, and I've been keeping an eye on her for the meals. Not to mention anything else, this little is a good eater......"

Listening to Mrs. Zhao's nagging, Zhao Ling froze.

The daughter of Mr. Zhao's family has good cooking skills, isn't this the heroine Zhao Xiaohe?

It turned out to be made by the little chef and heroine, no wonder the egg cake is so delicious.

Zhao Ling couldn't help but take a few more bites.

[Damn, she eats Xiao He's things]

[Mean woman, spit it out for me! ] 】

[I won't choke you!] 】

[Woo, she didn't go to death after squatting for so long, I don't want to watch it]

[I don't want to see this slut mother and daughter either, disgusting, yue! 】

[Don't look at it, if she dies, sisters, please tell the world]

【Gone】

【……】

Zhao Ling finished eating a piece of cake, and Mrs. Zhao brought her a new one.

But before she could eat, her eyes met the child gnawing at the door.

I don't know when the little girl came back, her face is still a little dirty, as if she has only been scribbled and washed, and there is still snot hanging on the edge of her lips.

Zhao Ling only glanced at it, and his brows furrowed.

Mrs. Zhao followed her line of sight, saw the child, hesitated for a moment before persuading: "Ning Ning, my mother knows that you don't like girls, but in the end, it's your child, you don't always want to kill her." ”

Zhao Ling: "? ”

Co-authoring the original body is not only a beating of the child, but also the idea of killing the child?

Mrs. Zhao didn't notice Zhao Ling's shock, lowered her head and took out a piece of egg cake, and said to the child with a straight face: "Take it!" ”

The child rushed in happily, grabbed the egg cake and ran out without saying a word.

Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but "spit": "Look at the child raised by that woman, there is no education at all." ”

Zhao Ling came back to her senses, was silent, and reminded her: "It's my child." ”

Mrs. Zhao immediately said: "You are young and your first child, how do you know how to raise a child?" Liu Wenhui is not a good one, what don't we country women do? Isn't it all a child's work? She's good, this won't be that, and she won't be waiting for you to serve as a mother at home? ”

Zhao Ling didn't speak again.

Liu Wenhui, the mother-in-law in the original memory, is indeed weak and useless, so she knows how to cry.

However, people used to be spoiled by their husbands and sons, and nothing would hinder anything, as long as they looked good and understood poetry.

It's just that Zhao Ningning got married, lost all his property, and killed his father-in-law again. The Qi family has nothing to rely on, and now Liu Wenhui has really become a reed, and she will fall down as soon as the wind blows.

Mrs. Zhao was still saying: "When you recover from your injury, don't live with this sick seedling." When you go back to your mother's house, your mother will re-tell you that you are a good family, anyway, you are also young and good-looking, and some people are rushing to marry you. ”

Zhao Ling was skeptical: "Really? ”

The notoriety of their mother and daughter has spread all over the country, right?

As he was talking, there was another "bang" next door.

Zhao Ling didn't react, but Mrs. Zhao poked her head out and lowered her voice by the way: "It's Qi Shu next door?" ”

"Hmm." Zhao Ling said, "He just fell off the bed." I wanted to help him, but he didn't want me to get close to him because he was a little fierce, so I came back. ”

Mrs. Zhao was stunned: "Qi Shu is fierce? ”

This little show is a good temper recognized by all over the country.

If it weren't for the softness and well-behaved obedience, could the Qi family let their daughter be so huo?

Mrs. Zhao thought about it and got up: "Mother, go over and take a look." ”

When Zhao Ling heard this, he followed: "Then I'll go too." ”

Seeing her lame, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help wiping her tears and felt distressed, accusing Liu Wenhui of not taking good care of Zhao Ningning.

Zhao Ling thought, it is not for nothing that this Mrs. Zhao raised her two children crookedly.

So far, she hasn't asked how Zhao Ling was injured, but she blamed Liu Wenhui for all the reasons.

If she knew that it was caused by the brother and sister's gambling, she wouldn't know how she felt?

This thought flashed through Zhao Ling's mind, but he didn't say anything. She was helped by Mrs. Zhao to the next door, but saw that Qi Shu had already climbed onto the bed.

It's just that it took a lot of effort, and when he looked back, Zhao Ling found that his forehead was full of beads of sweat the size of beans.

After a moment of silence, Qi Shu took the lead in speaking: "Why is my mother-in-law here?" ”

His expression was calm and his tone was well-behaved, and he was like the one lying on the ground that Zhao Ling had seen before.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at Zhao Ling, and the implication was that she was not quite well-behaved?

Then she raised her chin and assumed the posture of her mother-in-law to accuse Qi Shu: "Qi Shu, my family Ning Ning married you to enjoy happiness, not to suffer crimes." What kind of life do you think she's living now? She was injured without food or clothing, whose daughter-in-law was so miserable as her? ”

Qi Shu's eyes were half-drooping, and he was silent.

Zhao Ling deliberately observed his neck and found that there were indeed green tendons that flipped up slightly.

He was holding back his anger.

Well-behaved, it's pretended.

Mrs. Zhao is still making a lot of nonsense: "I'll tell you the truth, I didn't look down on you back then." A man is more good-looking than a woman, and Wenwen is weak and can't do heavy work. Who wants to find a man like this? If it weren't for your marriage in my family, I wouldn't have agreed to this family affair......"

Zhao Ling: "......"

Reversing black and white, this is this Mrs. Zhao, right?

Seeing that there were more beads of sweat on Qi Shu's forehead, Zhao Ling was a little worried that he would be angry to death, and immediately stopped Mrs. Zhao: "Mother, talking is talking, why are you still personally attacking?" ”

It's not anyone's fault that they're pretty.

Besides, if you have a handsome face, at least if you look at this face after a quarrel, your anger value can be reduced by 30%!