Chapter 13: The Mourning Star

This person's name is Zhao E, and he loves to compare himself with the Lin family before he gets married.

Although Lin's character is not good, he can't resist his life. She is the old daughter of the Lin family, although her husband is rich, but he is also sincere and good to her, which is why she would rather pull her eldest two sons alone than find someone else after her husband's death.

And Zhao E is different, the Zhao family is patriarchal, and she was not less tormented when she was at home, and after she got married, because she gave birth to three daughters in a row, she was not treated by her husband's family. In such a comparison, the more you look at Lin's eyes, the nose is not the nose.

Every time the Lin family had any trouble, she was always the first to run to see the jokes.

Zhao E was about to see the Lin family jump in anger, but saw that Lin Fengqin didn't pay attention to her at all, counted out twelve cents from her purse and handed it to the coachman, and then the Lin family got into the ox cart one by one.

"Go inside."

Lin Fengqin happened to lean next to Zhao E, and when she saw that Lin Lan'er's three places were small, and Lin Chun'er, who was the outermost, looked like she was about to fall out, so she moved in and squeezed it again.

"You——! Lin Fengqin, what do you mean?! ”

Zhao E, who was staggered, glared at Lin Fengqin angrily.

Suddenly hearing someone call her name, Lin Fengqin was a little stunned, and after a while, she remembered that her original body had the same name and surname as herself, but she kept calling Lin after she became a family.

"The ox cart can't sit down, so what's the point of letting you go inside? Could it be that you want to occupy the position of two people alone? ”

Lin Fengqin, such a person, has seen a lot of young and old in her previous life, to say that in the past, she was still a little young and vigorous to compete with the other party, but now-she yawned first without even lifting her eyelids.

Before Zhao E could speak, Yu Erniu, who was driving the ox cart in front, turned around, he looked at the vacant position next to Zhao E and muttered angrily: "Sit inside, I will have to go up in a while!" ”

The oxcart is not empty, and if he squeezes one more, he can earn two more cents, how can people take it for nothing?

Zhao E held her breath in her throat, but in the end she could only move it in again.

Once some people don't have the upper hand, the more they think about it, the more angry they become, and Zhao E is such a person.

The ox cart was bumpy, Lin Fengqin began to get sleepy, and there were a total of more than a dozen people in the car, and there was nothing to do along the way, so they chatted with each other.

Because they were sitting next to each other, Zhao E's malicious words clearly entered Lin Fengqin's ears in the squirming voice.

"Hmph, old pious woman, what are you proud of? Mourning star, killing father and mother and man, marrying a daughter-in-law and not being able to give birth to a handle, deserve your Lin family to cut off incense in the future! ”

Zhao E, who was muttering in a low voice, didn't see the sleepy person next to her suddenly open his eyes, and the eyes that originally looked scared suddenly flashed with a sharp light.

"Ouch!"

With the screams like killing pigs, all sounds stopped abruptly in an instant.

As soon as everyone looked up, what they saw was Zhao E, who was grabbed by Lin Fengqin's hair.

"What are you messing with?! You let go! ”

Let go?

Lin Fengqin snorted coldly.

Beating someone is to strike first, or just let go of her current strength and wait to be beaten?

"What kind of feces did you just spray in your mouth? Are you going to tell the big guys about it now? ”

Compared with Lin Fengqin's light tone, Zhao E's face was flushed at this time, and her scalp was painful, so she could only bend down slightly.

"Am I wrong? You're a dead star! You're killing your daddy! Kill your man again! Your daughter-in-law can't even give birth to three! ”

When talking about not giving birth to a boy, a trace of happiness flashed on Zhao E's face.