Song Lichu's noodle eating hands slowed down.

Seeing her leave in a panic, Song Lichu chewed the noodles in her mouth, thinking, could it be that she couldn't stay in the township and came to the town to find an opportunity, right?

Song Lichu, who was thinking about it while eating, looked at her disappearing back and didn't take it to heart.

Not long after eating, Wen Qingye came out of it, and Song Li saw that he hadn't eaten for the first time, so he specially asked the boss to give him a bowl.

After eating, the two of them bought tickets and got on the bus back.

As soon as she got home, Song Lichu couldn't wait to take out the gifts she had brought to her mother-in-law and Wen Miaomiao.

Mother Wen took the two silk scarves that Song Lichu bought, and she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth.

Wen Miaomiao, who was next to her, didn't think that she would buy a gift for herself, she was a little surprised, looking at the skirt and small jewelry she handed to her, standing in place with complicated feelings, and a little moved.

Song Li first saw her holding her skirt, lowered her head, didn't speak, and gently patted her shoulder.

"Why are you stunned? Hurry in and try it out and see if the right size? The main thing is that I think this color tone and style of clothes suit you very well. ”

Without waiting for her to react, Song Lichu opened the door and gently pushed her in.

"Hurry up and take a look!"

Seeing Song Lichu gently close the door of the room, Wen Miaomiao's nose was a little sour.

Thinking that when her mother had an accident, she was so heavy on her, and now she even buys clothes for herself, and she doesn't seem to know how to face her for a while.

Wen's mother looked at her care for her daughter, and her heart was full of warmth.

Before he could finish moving, he turned his head and inadvertently glanced at the strap on his son's left hand, and the smile on his face unconsciously raised an arc.

Nine times out of ten, this watch was also bought by her good daughter-in-law, otherwise, with his temperament, he would definitely not buy it himself.

This watch is very good in both color and style, and it can be seen that it has been carefully selected.

Before, she was thinking about whether to wait for her son to come back and help him celebrate his birthday.

Since he was sensible, he never wanted to celebrate his birthday again, and now that he has a daughter-in-law to celebrate him, Wen's mother is happier than her own birthday.

Although she didn't know if the dream was true or not, she did really feel the changes in her son and daughter.

No matter what happens in the future, she must work hard to protect this daughter-in-law.

Wen Mu, who has a certain number in her heart, is in a brighter mood.

When Wen Miaomiao sorted out her emotions, changed her clothes and came out of the room, the three of them were all amazed.

Close-fitting burgundy cotton dress, small round neck, upper body close-fitting thin, lower body fat is all covered by the loose skirt, plus her own calves are straight, and she wears a pair of small white shoes, the feeling of vitality and youth is presented at once.

Where is this the warrior who is five big and three rough on weekdays, eager to kill Wu Song with one punch, completely looks like an adolescent little girl.

Even if she is not as good-looking as Song Lichu, she is taller and her face is not too big, and this outfit is really extraordinarily temperamental.

"Wow, what kind of little beauty is this! It's so pretty! ”

Song Lichu did not hesitate to praise, and praised Wen Miaomiao's face was so blushing, and she was so shy.

"How can it be so exaggerated?"

"Really, Mom, you just say, Miao Miao is not good-looking, right?"

Wen's mother covered her mouth and smiled happily: "It looks good, my daughter looks good in everything." ”

"Cut, just perfunctory me, I don't believe you!"

Seeing this, Song Li pulled over again, leaning on the pillar next to Wen Qingye: "You don't believe Mom, then you always believe your brother, right?" If he didn't have vision, he wouldn't be able to marry a daughter-in-law like me, wouldn't he? ”

After hearing this, Wen Qingye looked at her with a smile and a smile, and turned his eyes to his sister.

I have to admit that my daughter-in-law's vision is really good, and after Miao Miao changed into this dress, the whole person looked extraordinarily youthful, as if she had changed someone.

Faced with the change of his sister, Wen Qingye praised without hesitation: "It looks good." ”

When Wen Miaomiao heard that her brother praised her for her good looks, she was in a good mood and was bubbling.

Seeing that the whole family was smiling because of her, Wen Qingye couldn't help but look at her for a few more seconds.

I always feel that she is like an elf now, sweet-mouthed and kind-hearted, and she is particularly likable.

Wen Miaomiao, who happily changed her clothes, remembered that she was going to take her mother for a re-examination in the afternoon, so she specially told her brother.

Wen Qingye washed his face, hung the towel in the yard, and said, "I'll take my mother there, you've been taking care of your mother alone these days, go take a break!" ”

Wen Miaomiao, who was in a good mood, disagreed: "I should take care of my mother, you two are going to do business and not playing, we can do our own duties, okay, don't fight with me, anyway, I have to go." ”

Wen Qingye couldn't resist her, and finally decided to accompany the two of them together.

Before Song Lichu could speak, they ordered him to rest at home, and he had no choice but to go back to his room to sleep.

When the three of them came to the hospital, Wen Miaomiao went to the doctor to pay the bill.

Wen Qingye pushed his mother to wait in the hall, during which he encountered a woman who grabbed a bag and cheated on her husband, and was finally beaten to the point of spitting blood and sent to the rescue room.

Wen Mu was shocked when she saw the big pool of blood in the hall.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Qingye quickly pushed his mother and walked out: "Don't look, I'll take you outside to wait." ”

When she came to the stone pillar at the entrance of the hospital, Wen's mother was always nervous, and at that moment she couldn't help but think of that dream again, her heart was like being blocked with cotton, stuck there and couldn't go up or down.

Looking up and seeing her son looking at her with a worried face, Wen's mother reached out and pulled him to the front.

Wen Qingye squatted down and asked softly, "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

Wenmu shook her head: "I'm fine, I just thought that if you make a mistake one day, what will Lichu do?" ”

Wen Qingye was made to cry without tears by his mother's inexplicable worry.

He is her own son, what kind of temperament does he have, does she not know? would say this, Wen Qingye was also quite speechless.

"Mom, in your eyes, your son is such a person?"

Mother Wen glanced at him angrily: "My son is not such a person now, but who can guarantee that my son will still be such a person a hundred years later?" ”

"Mom......"

He was already speechless by his own mother, and he didn't know how to explain and prove it to her, and he felt a little like he was in trouble.

Wen Mu thought about it, and always felt that she had to do something to feel at ease, so she said to Wen Qingye.

"You go to the nurse and ask for a piece of paper and a pen, you have to write me a letter of guarantee to make sure that you won't do this kind of thing in the future, if you really can't control yourself and do something sorry for Lichu, then I will give this letter of guarantee to Lichu and let you leave the house."

Wen Qingye: "......"

Wen Qingye, who was completely speechless, now suspected that the mother in front of him was not his own mother, but Song Lichu's mother.

If you don't stand on your side, forget it, even let yourself write a letter of guarantee to leave the house, which mother can do this?

"No, Mom, do we have to write this guarantee?"

"Yes, you have to write, you hurry up and ask for pen and paper, I'm waiting for you here."

Wen Mu was stubborn and couldn't pull back ten cows, let alone listen to his persuasion.

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, Wen Qingye could only accept his fate, so he went to get paper and pen, and then honestly squatted in front of his mother's wheelchair.

"How to write it?"

This is the old mother who really doesn't know how to write, so he can only ask for help with his problems with innocent eyes.

Wen's mother didn't eat him at all, deliberately staggered his eyes, stretched out her index finger and tapped the paper in his hand: "I'll read you and write." ”

"Okay."

A string of writings, about a dozen, all of them constrained him.

At the end of writing, Wen Qingye couldn't stand it anymore, so he stopped writing and looked at his resolute old mother.

"Mom, where is your guarantee, what's the difference between this and a deed of sale?"

Wen Mu snorted lightly, took the paper directly from his hand, and glanced at it casually, making sure that each one was what she had just said, before raising her eyes to look at him.

"What happened to the deed of sale? Are you not happy to sell you to your daughter-in-law? Or do you already have a disagreement with Richu now? ”

Wen Qingye was speechless, and could only sigh.

"With you, where do I dare to have a different heart? If you like to sell, sell it, if you are happy, you can sell it! ”

Seeing that his tone was sincere and his attitude was good, Wen Mu was relieved: "This is about the same. ”

Then after reading it carefully, he handed him the paper again with his backhand and clicked on the end of the paper: "Sign here, and then bite your finger and draw a bet." ”

Wen Qingye: "......"

This mother really can't ask for it, just give it to Song Lichu!

After the two of them finished tossing, Wen Miaomiao also walked over with the payment slip.

"Mom, you can go in."

Wen's mother put her son's guarantee letter in her pocket properly, and then spoke to Wen Miaomiao with peace of mind.

"Okay, push me over."

"Okay."

Wen Miaomiao took over her mother's wheelchair from her brother, and saw her brother's expression like death, a little confused.

When pushing his mother forward, he deliberately asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

Wen Qingye smiled bitterly and sighed again, and said, "Don't call me brother, change your name!" ”

Wen Miaomiao looked confused: "What do you mean?" If you don't call your brother, what do you call you? ”

Wen Qingye glanced at his innocent sister, and wanted to laugh again: "Call your brother-in-law!" ”

Wen Miaomiao: "......"

Without waiting for Wen Miaomiao to ask clearly, Wen Mu in the wheelchair said loudly: "What are you brothers and sisters muttering in the back, the doctor is waiting!" ”

Hearing their mother's words, the two of them saw the door of the CT room not far away, and the doctor was waving in their direction, obviously asking them to hurry over.

Wen Miaomiao saw that she hurriedly quickened her pace and pushed her mother over, and she didn't have time to think about her brother's brother-in-law's meaning.

From the first check to the last, it took two or three hours back and forth, and by this time it was already dark.

On the way back, Wen's mother said that she wanted to go down to the night market to breathe, and she had been staying at home these days, and she almost forgot what it looked like outside.

Wen Qingye wanted to follow, but Wen's mother refused, saying that she wanted to buy some things for Miao Miao and let him stay where he was cool, and it was a bit of an eyesore for her.