Chapter 64: I Know Your Secrets
The two got out of bed together.
Because it was the first time to sleep in the same bed, Zhao Ling and Qi Shu didn't take off their clothes, and they only put on a coat when they got out of bed at this time.
The light in the room was dim, Zhao Ling's hair was not combed, he was lazily draped behind him, and walked to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a close-up magnified face was greeted by it.
The man leaned over and pressed his ear to the door, apparently eavesdropping on the movement inside.
Zhao Ling subconsciously raised his foot and kicked over, and then Qi Shu inside heard a scream from the courtyard.
He frowned, walked to the door after tidying up his clothes, and crossed Zhao Ling to see Liu Wenhui lying on the ground with his legs in his arms and crying.
"What's going on?" Qi Shu's brows furrowed, and his voice was a little cold.
Zhao Ling glanced at him and said lightly: "Your mother's ears are close to the door to listen to the corner, as soon as the door opened just now, I thought it was some kind of thief, and I got off without looking carefully." ”
Zhao Ling really didn't mean it this time.
Liu Wenhui secretly shrank at the door, with a sideways face, Zhao Ling didn't see it clearly, and his body reflexively preemptively.
After Liu Wenhui lay on the ground, she saw that it was the good mother-in-law who was weak and couldn't take care of herself.
It's just that the mother-in-law listens to her son and daughter-in-law, which is really strange.
Zhao Ling pursed his lips, no matter what Qi Shu's attitude was, he said indifferently: "Don't be busy getting angry at me, why don't you go and ask your mother first, why did she eavesdrop on us at the door?" What do you want to hear? Listen to whether we have done that kind of thing between husband and wife? ”
Her tone was too casual, which made Qi Shu stunned, and then coughed lightly with an uncomfortable expression.
Seeing that Zhao Ling was going to the kitchen, Qi Shu stopped her first and explained: "I didn't get angry at you, nor did I get angry with you, but I was just a little surprised." ”
Zhao Ling was also surprised.
She glanced back at Qi Shu a few times, hesitated for a while but didn't say anything, only Nunu gestured to Liu Wenhui, who was still lying on the ground, and said, "The ground is still wet, my foot is not light, you better see if she is okay first, right?" ”
Qi Shu nodded, retracted his gaze and looked at Liu Wenhui again.
This time, Zhao Ling clearly saw that Qi Shu's eyes when he looked at his mother were not only bored, but also hateful hidden in the shadows.
Hate?
When he is a son, why does he hate his mother?
It's weird.
Zhao Ling had doubts in his heart, but he didn't think much about it, just turned around and went to the kitchen.
She boiled some hot water, mixed the temperature and brought it to the yard, and found that Liu Wenhui and Qi Shu were gone.
She didn't care too much, after washing herself and bunching up her hair, she went to clean up the small room where the Qi family put the clutter.
It's not accurate to say it's a small room, but in fact, this yard is three living rooms plus a kitchen, and the toilet is still in the backyard. Later, I built a simple small room next to the kitchen.
The small room was a complete adobe house, cramped and full of messy things, like something left over from the old house.
Zhao Ling had seen it before, because it was too full, so she and Zhao Xiaohe completely put the workplace in the kitchen.
This time, a large amount of materials had to be obtained, so a special space had to be set up.
Zhao Ling thinks this house is good.
It's just that the light is not good and dirty, but it doesn't leak and is breathable, which is much better than the small study where Qi Shu lives.
She rolled up her sleeves, found a face towel to cover her mouth and nose, and began to clean up the clutter.
Things were moved out one by one, the good ones aside, and the bad ones aside. This sorting out made Zhao Ling also find out something useful.
What pleases Zhao Ling the most is that there is a grinding disc in this room.
The grinding disc is not large, and the wood and other supporting things have rotted due to time, but the grinding stone is intact.
Zhao Ling studied for a moment and felt that this grinding disc should be able to be reused.
When the time comes, whether it's grinding beans or something else, it's very convenient.
When the small room was halfway tidied up, Qi Shu came out of the kitchen, looked at Zhao Ling and said, "The porridge is ready, let's eat something first." ”
Zhao Ling wiped the sweat off his forehead, patted the dust on his body, and then tore off the face towel covering his mouth and nose and said, "Soon, is Xiaohua awake?" ”
Qi Shu shook his head, and when he saw that Zhao Ling had ash on his hands, he turned around and went into the house to fetch a basin of water again.
Zhao Ling squatted down and washed his face and hands, and when he raised his head, he found that Qi Shu was looking at him fixedly.
"See what?" She asked.
The water stains on her face had not been wiped clean, and her eyelashes were wet, and water droplets rolled down in the blink of an eye. The complexion is fair and smooth, and although he is plain and faceless, he is still incredibly beautiful.
With this question, the veil gently covered his eyebrows.
Qi Shu's heart moved slightly, but he didn't move and took his gaze back, "It's okay." ”
Zhao Ling didn't ask any more questions, and after washing, she went into the kitchen and sat down to eat porridge.
This porridge is not cooked in a casserole, but the taste is a bit similar to casserole porridge, full of fragrance after one bite.
Zhao Ling suddenly felt that compared to Zhao Xiaohe, Qi Shu's skills were not any worse.
Halfway through eating, she thought of Liu Wenhui and asked, "How is your mother?" ”
"She's fine." Qi Shu's attitude was very bland, if he wanted to study it carefully, he was even a little indifferent, "Just lie down for a few days." ”
Zhao Ling let out an "oh", and he didn't bother to care about the other party.
Halfway through the porridge between the two, they suddenly heard Zhao Xiaohe's voice sounding outside the gate: "Sister-in-law, I'm here." ”
Zhao Ling raised her head, and when she saw that Qi Shu was about to get up, she put down her chopsticks and said, "I'll go!" ”
The woman who spread rumors about Qi Shu and Zhao Xiaohe before, although Zhao Xiaohe didn't say it on his face, he was definitely still uncomfortable in his heart. I guess at this time, I don't really want to contact Qi Shu.
Zhao Ling opened the door, Zhao Xiaohe came in with a basket of honey locusts, and said with a smile: "There are still a lot of people going up the mountain, maybe you can collect 2,000 catties today." ”
"Really?" Zhao Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "It looks like I still need some more money." ”
After speaking, she asked Zhao Xiaohe again, "You went up the mountain to pick honey locusts so early, did you have breakfast?" ”
Zhao Xiaohe pursed his lips embarrassedly and said, "No ......"
"That's right, your uncle just cooked porridge and ate some together."
Zhao Ling took the back basket and put it down, asked Zhao Xiaohe to wash it, and then took her into the kitchen.
In order to avoid suspicion, Qi Shu just nodded at Zhao Xiaohe, and got up and left the house.
There were only two aunts and nephews left in the kitchen, and Zhao Xiaohe was drinking porridge, but he was thinking about Ling Yehan.
Zhao Ling saw that she was absent-minded and asked, "What do you want to tell me?" ”
Zhao Xiaohe raised his head in surprise, glanced at Zhao Ling, and then lowered his eyes and hesitated: "I don't know if I should say ...... or not."
"What's not to say?" Zhao Ling said lightly, "Between the two of us, there are no secrets now. I know your secrets, too. ”
Zhao Xiaohe: "?? ”
After Zhao Ling was full, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Zhao Xiaohe, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What you want to say has nothing to do with the Zhao family, right?" ”
Zhao Xiaohe nodded.
Zhao Ling said, "That has something to do with your big brother Ling." Tell me, what's the matter? ”