Chapter Fifty-Eight: Stay
The familiar, unique old lady's tone of speech made Wang Qinxiu look panicked, casually ripped Lin Haihong's clothes, and hurriedly stuffed the inspection into his pocket.
The clothes were stuck with the wound, and Lin Haihong couldn't help but inhale in pain.
Wang Qinxiu glanced at Lin Haihong again, and scared uneasily, "If you don't want to be a motherless child, don't talk nonsense to your grandmother." ”
"Children without mothers, they can't eat enough and don't have enough clothes."
Lin Qingshan, who was drowsy in the room on the side, also woke up suddenly.
"Qinxiu, go open the door."
Wang Qinxiu hurriedly responded.
Lin Haihong bit his lower lip tightly and looked at this scene coldly.
The whole person was dazed and detached, just like an outsider watching a play, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
It turns out that my mother will be scared too.
Can't get enough to eat?
Can't wear warm clothes?
Lin Haihong's mind echoed with the gnashing of his teeth.
I always feel that not having enough food and clothing is not considered suffering.
Before going out, Wang Qinxiu slashed Lin Haihong again.
I knew with my toes that the old lady came over at night just for Lin Haihong.
This is clearly her son, and the old lady dog is nosy with a mouse.
"Who?"
Through the door, Wang Qinxiu pretended not to know and shouted at the top of her voice.
The old lady was not ambiguous, and directly knocked on the door with a cane, "Your food and clothing, parents." ”
Wang Qinxiu: ......
She still wants face!
Wang Qinxiu opened the door latch: "Why did my mother-in-law come here so late?" ”
The old lady squeezed Wang Qinxiu away, took Yu Feiwan's hand and walked in in a grand manner, and walked straight towards the lighted hut.
Wang Qinxiu's heart tightened, bolted the door, and hurriedly followed.
This old lady who is particular about how she speaks and does things is becoming more and more unsophisticated, which makes her a little confused.
Inside the hut, the light is dim.
Yu Feiwan shrugged his nose slightly, and his little face wrinkled together.
There is a faint smell of blood.
There is also a bitter and astringent taste.
Or is it too late?
Yu Feiwan moved his gaze to Lin Haihong's cheeks, in this not warm room, Lin Haihong's forehead was densely covered with beads of sweat, and his lower lip was also bitten with blood.
Such a scene made her a little confused.
"Grandma."
Lin Haihong licked his lower lip, took out the kettle from his schoolbag like a treasure, and trotted and handed it to the old lady with both hands.
"Grandma, take it back."
He picked it up.
He also wiped it clean.
The old lady took the small kettle, her fingers trembled, and it took out a boxy handkerchief for a long time, wanting to wipe the blood beads on Lin Haihong's lips, but she was afraid that it would hurt her.
The old wrinkled hand froze in mid-air.
Tonight, the soy sauce workshop finished late, and when she was finished at home, she hurried over.
Lin Haihong shrank his head slightly, for fear of rubbing blood on the handkerchief.
This handkerchief is also an old object around grandma.
Wang Qinxiu lifted the curtain and walked in, "Mother-in-law, why did you come here so late?" ”
"Aren't you worried about Aoyama's legs?"
"I'll just say that my mother-in-law is not such a ruthless person."
The old lady frowned, and did not give Wang Qinxiu a look, but still stared intently at Lin Haihong, who was standing awkwardly and stiffly.
Reaching out and touching Lin Haihong's back, Lin Haihong's subconscious soft cry made the old lady completely blacken.
The old lady sneered, hooked the corners of her mouth, and took Lin Haihong's hand.
The old lady vigorously pushed open Lin Qingshan's door, and carefully lifted Lin Haihong's clothes, but the blood on her back had not dried yet.
"Can't you see?"
"Can't hear you too?"
"This is your son, who doesn't care about being a father?"
Immediately, the old lady looked at Wang Qinxiu again, "Wang Qinxiu, old woman, I really underestimated you." ”
"Do you remember what my wife said in hygiene?"
"Divorce?"
"It's better to pay back the money with interest."
"Choose."
"Anyway, when you got together, you had a drink, and you didn't have a license, so you can disperse if you say it's scattered, it's easy to do."
Lin Qingshan looked left and right, and finally yelled at Wang Qinxiu, "Bring the medicine." ”
The medicinal powder on Lin Haihong's back was almost stained.
"I have."
Yu Feiwan pretended to dig in his pocket and took out two small glass bottles.
One is a medicine powder to stop bleeding, and the other is an anti-inflammatory medicine powder.
Immediately afterward, gauze and bandages were taken out of another pocket.
The wounds with blood are more moving and distressing than those scars.
What kind of life did her cousin, whom she had never met in her previous life, live?
Once again, I suspect that maybe when my mother's family was in a big disaster, Lin Haihong couldn't protect himself.
Perhaps, I can't live anymore.
Yu Feiwan pulled Lin Haihong to sit down on a stool in the corner, re-medicated, and bandaged.
The old lady glared at Lin Qingshan and his wife with a fierce anger.
"Choose!"
"Choose now!"
The old lady's crutches slammed into the ground.
Wang Qinxiu's heart jumped and jumped, and she looked at Lin Qingshan as if asking for help.
She didn't expect that the old lady who had to use crutches for her inconvenient legs and feet would come over when the lights were dark.
"Mother-in-law, it's not for me to fight."
"It's Haihong, review it yourself, and say that you are wrong."
Wang Qinxiu took the crumpled inspection out of her pocket.
"Haihong, talk quickly."
Lin Haihong still lowered his head and did not speak.
"Mother-in-law, isn't the divorce just going to force me to death?"
"I'm so old, where can I go if I get divorced."
"If I hadn't helped cover it up back then, Qingshan would have been arrested anyway."
Wang Qinxiu was unrelenting and noisy.
Lin Qingshan pulled Wang Qinxiu, and then said, "Mother, Qinxiu and I are both old husbands and wives, and most of our lives have passed." ”
"If you kick her out, you're going to force her to death."
"Who hasn't stumbled yet, if my mother educates her again, she will know that she is wrong."
The old lady opened the big close and sat on the chair next to her domineeringly, "Forcing her to death?" ”
"Didn't she force my good grandson to death first?"
"Not a divorce?"
"That's fine!"
"Pay back!"
"Even the principal with interest is returned!"
Wang Qinxiu and Lin Qingshan looked at each other, with a bitter face.
"Mother, don't you know how much money I have left in my family?"
The old lady hooked her lips "Clearly." ”
"I've warned you and your wife, but I don't want to do anything."
"This yard house was basically built at my expense."
"That is to say, it is my old lady who is reasonable, and I have the final say."
"From now on, I'll live here."
"Either get divorced, or pay back, otherwise, I'm not leaving."
"Let me see my hands and move my hands again, and then get out of here."
"I saved your face last time, and I don't want to be ashamed, so don't save face for you."
"Go, clean up a clean house for me, my wife wants a new bedding."