Chapter 50: Faking Illness
"No kidding, you know in your heart that I won't go anyway."
She stared at Wu Xiuzhi with a smile.
"Don't you dislike me? Eat together, don't hold back any more problems. ”
Song is on the line, she looks at Wu Xiuzhi, just like she sees Wang Cui'e, the two should be the same kind of people.
"Dead girl, how do you speak? A mouth stinks to death, you can't speak, you close your mouth, and no one treats you as dumb. ”
"Done scolding? After scolding, go back, don't be embarrassed here, after all, your son has a good reputation, and it's not good to rumor that his mother and wife ran to someone else's door to fight. ”
Others? Is she "someone else"? Lin Qianqian's eyes were dark and uncertain.
She grabbed her mother-in-law, who was about to enter a state of "madness", showed a row of small white teeth to Song Wenjun, and said, "Wenjun, no matter what, the door of the house is open to you, and you are your father's daughter after all." ”
"Okay, don't act in front of me anymore, it's not uncommon."
If her mother's family supports the original owner a little, she will not be angry with Lu Youshan's family.
Lin Qianqian is the heroine in the book, and she naturally hates the original owner, pretending to be a good person at this time, Song Wenjun only feels disgusted, and he doesn't even bother to show hypocrisy, and directly bombards people.
Lin Qianqian's face was gloomy and dripping.
After the two left, she went to check the duck house, and there were no more than thirty ducklings.
It was still early, and she ran along the path to the highest point of the island, and as far as her eyes could see, a red sun was rising, reflecting half of the sky.
It's high tide time, the waves crash against the shore, the fishing boats are ready to go, and the early villagers carry their farming tools through the fields......
What a vibrant picture of the island.
The fog on the sea gradually dissipated, and the nameless island revealed its true face, looking at it, Song Wenjun showed a thoughtful expression.
It was a place a lot like a secret base in real life.
She is now a village girl with nothing, and she is still struggling with food and clothing, and talking about scientific research is simply a fantasy.
But the results of years of research have been stranded like this, and she is still unwilling.
What can you do if you are unwilling? Let's solve the problem at hand.
Back at home, Lu Xiaomei had already started cooking on the fire, five-year-old Lu Xiaoman followed behind her, and when she saw Song Wenjun coming back, the child "swished" and hid behind Lu Xiaomei.
By the way, she had never heard Lu Xiaoman speak in the past two days.
"It can't be dumb, right?"
I heard that he didn't speak in the orphanage, and Song Wenjun held his forehead, isn't this? There is already a blind man in the family, and now there is a mute person, and she will really find something to do for herself.
"Wen Jun, Wen Jun? I took someone to the dock, didn't you say someone came to deliver something today? ”
While eating, Wen Chunsheng pulled his neck and shouted outside.
Lu Xiaomei put down the bowl and was about to go out.
"Why are you going?"
"Sister-in-law, I'll help you."
"No, you watch the chickens, ducks and pigs at home, don't ask someone to steal it."
She nodded vigorously, "Okay, I see." ”
Wen Chun gave birth to three sons, the third is working in other places, and the other two are on the island.
He called his two sons over and put them in the carriage.
Song Wenjun asked, "What about my second aunt?" ”
"I'm sick."
Wang Cui'e naturally pretended to be sick, the old man was not at home, and she had no backbone, so she couldn't tell how much water was in Song Wenjun's words.
If those chickens, ducks and pigs were really bought by the old man, when he came back, the two would divorce and let him roll the calves.
But what if someone from the dock really comes to deliver the goods today, and asks her to settle the bill?
Eat it in your mouth and let her spit it out? There are no doors, so they simply pretend to be sick, the door is locked, and no one can open it.