Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hard-mouthed and soft-hearted
conspicuous Bao Yu Peng looked left and right on the bed, muttered twice, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he turned his back and continued his paper-stacking business.
He seems to be getting less and less favored.
Sister Fei Wan was idle, but she stood with her grandmother.
He was afraid......
In such a strange relaxed and calm atmosphere, Yu Shuishan and Li Lan got off work from the soy sauce workshop and pushed the door in with a chill.
The moment she saw Lin Haihong, Li Lan paused, but her face did not show the slightest disgust.
"Auntie."
"Uncle."
Lin Haihong put down the pen in his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and stood up straight.
The ease on his body is light and comfortable, as if the cold wind brought in is blown away in an instant, like a child who has made a mistake, lowering his head and holding the corners of his clothes.
Seeing this, Yu Feiwan, the tool man who was accompanying Yu Peng to turn over the paper to determine the winner or loser, accompanied the smiling face and relayed the explanation given by the old lady.
Li Lan's tense expression eased slightly.
She was annoyed by what Lin Qingshan and his wife did, but she also knew that Lin Haihong was a good boy.
In these ten miles and eight villages, who doesn't envy Lin Qingshan's ancestral grave where green smoke rises from the ancestral grave of Lin Haihong, a smart and obedient son.
When other people's children were still playing with mud, Lin Haihong was literate and memorized poems early.
went to school later than other children and paid less tuition, but they skipped a few levels in a row, and their grades were still double hundred.
doesn't fight, doesn't make trouble, doesn't scold, is quiet and polite, it's hard for her to get angry with such a child.
"Teaching Pinkie math?"
"Alas, if Pingping can have half of your worries, I will burn high incense."
Li Lan lowered her voice and said with a smile.
Lin Haihong secretly raised his head, and his dark eyes once again brushed away the dust and shone brightly.
Auntie didn't scold him!
The corners of Lin Haihong's mouth couldn't help but bend, and the envy in his heart couldn't stop rising.
"Auntie, Pingping is also very smart." Lin Haihong whispered.
Yu Ping was bright when she got the sun, and when she heard the praise, she was embarrassed, "That's it, Mom, you see, I did a lot right." ”
Li Lan rolled her eyes with a smile, her expression became softer and softer, her eyes touched Lin Haihong's still slightly swollen face, and frowned imperceptibly, "Your mother beat you again?" ”
Yu Feiwan secretly pricked up his little ears and turned into a black cat sheriff.
Wang Qinxiu?
She always thought that it was Lin Qingshan, who was short-tempered and would only be incompetent and angry.
After all, yesterday, when Lin Haihong was beaten, he was protected by Wang Qinxiu.
Lin Haihong looked flustered, hurriedly covered his face, shook his head, pursed his lips, and did not speak.
The guilt in Yu Ping's heart was activated, "Mom, it was the uncle who beat me." ”
Li Lan sneered, unspeakably mocking.
"Are you done?"
Li Lan didn't hold on to this matter, but reached out and rubbed Lin Haihong's head, diverting the topic.
Yu Feiwan clearly saw that Lin Haihong trembled for a moment when he saw Li Lan stretch out his hand.
Conditioned?
Lin Haihong endured his fear and trembled, "Hurry, hurry." ”
Li Lan sighed, withdrew her hand, and motioned for them to continue.
Lin Haihong picked up his math textbook as if he had been pardoned, covering his pale and bloodless cheeks.
After a while, the physiological fear gradually subsided.
"Peng Peng, have you picked up today's eggs?"
Li Lan has a pungent temperament, and soft-spoken is really not her style.
"Yikes!" Yu Peng threw down the paper bag in his hand, "Mom, I forgot ......"
"Forget it, why didn't you forget to play?"
"Next time I forget it, I'll set fire to this messy pile of paper bags you stacked."
Li Lan pulled her throat and bluffed and frightened.
Seeing that Li Lan was about to go to the chicken coop made of the fence to pick up eggs with a small basket wrapped in a padded jacket again, holding a flashlight, Yu Feiwan's eyes turned, and his hands and feet followed neatly.
"Mom." Yu Feiwan screamed sweetly.
Li Lan didn't reply, "It's dirty, you can't see it when it's dark, don't go." ”
Yu Feiwan only felt that his heart was warm, so he listened to Li Lan's disgusted words, "If you accidentally rub, I will be the one who suffers." ”
Moved, come in a hurry, go in a hurry.
"Mom, I'll be waiting for you outside the fence."
Yu Fei kept up with the farts at night.
Li Lan: ......
To be honest, Li Lan was also a little dazed.
For this daughter out of thin air, she is at a loss more than anyone else.
The miserable origin made her feel distressed.
However, the distress was not enough for her to relax.
The main reason why she relieved herself to admit this daughter was the valuable gold bracelet.
That gold bracelet was worth their savings for several years.
Shuishan's illness has not yet been judged, and she does not have the courage to refuse the bracelet.
Lack of money......
Eat people with a soft mouth and take people with short hands.
If you accept your kindness, you will inevitably have something in return.
The little girl was homeless, so she discussed with Shui Shan to give the little girl a home.
However, she still felt a little uncomfortable.
I can't fight, I can't scold, I don't know how to get along.
"Mom, does the eldest aunt often beat her cousin?"
Standing outside the fence, Yu Feiwan suppressed his voice and asked worriedly.
Li Lan stuffed her head and picked up the eggs, and her hand stiffened, "I know that there is something wrong with you." ”
"I don't know if I don't fight often."
"But it's definitely beaten, it's rattan again, it's feather duster, I've seen it a few times."
"The beating was very hard, and Haihong's child was not allowed to cry."
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it."
"It is difficult for a Qing official to interrupt family affairs, and I also persuaded him when I met, but Wang Qinxiu said that Haihong had done something wrong, and she disciplined her children, so she didn't need me, an outsider, to meddle with a mouse."
"It's the first time I've slapped my face."
"Haihong's kid, it's not easy."
"By the way, do you prefer washed eggs or steamed eggs?"
"Today is a good day, even if it is a celebration that God has eyes, Lin Qingshan has evil retribution, everyone has eggs."
Li Lan gloated openly.
Yu Feiwan pursed her lips, pretending to be ignorant but ruthlessly poked, "Mom, don't you really want to use eggs to reduce the swelling of your cousin's face?" ”
Li Lan: What is this kid talking about?
"By the way!" Li Lan said stiffly.
"Haihong's child is a role model for many children in the village, and the day after tomorrow, you can't go to the school with a slap print on your face."
"When the time comes, others will even point fingers at you and Pingping."
"Yes, yes, by the way." Yu Feiwan took the basket handed over by Li Lan, and there were seven or eight eggs neatly placed in the basket.
Li Lan closed the fence door and glared at Yu Feiwan angrily.
Yu Feiwan scratched his head and smiled.
It's a good feeling to be a family.
Although it seems that the turmoil will never stop, the family is enough to survive any storm.
This feeling is completely different from when she and her mother are dependent on each other.
"Washed eggs or boiled eggs?"
"Rush eggs!"