The first time she committed the murder, the person who was beaten turned out to be her elderly father, Lin Qianqian tossed and turned all night, and she had no intention of sleeping at all.

"I'm annoyed, where is she doing a demon?"

Recently, Wu Xiuzhi's sleep has been very bad, and it is cold, so she wakes up when there is a little movement.

Just squinted for a while, thinking that she had slept for a long time, and was woken up by the movement of her daughter-in-law's room, Wu Xiuzhi turned on the flashlight and shone the wall clock on the north wall, and found that it was only half past eleven, and she had only slept for more than three hours.

If you can't sleep next, you can only keep your eyes open until dawn, the more you think about it, the more annoying it becomes, Wu Xiuzhi couldn't help but open the crack in the door and yelled at Lin Qianqian's room, "Lin Qianqian, if you don't sleep at night, I have to sleep with your father!" ”

Lin Qianqian, who was barefoot and wanted to find a piece of cold medicine, was frightened and didn't dare to move, and finally could only tiptoe into the quilt and shed tears silently.

No, if it goes on like this, she must be crazy, she must let the writer go home and be by her side, otherwise something will happen, and there will be no one to discuss.

I finally stayed up until dawn, my head was dizzy, and the whole person was like being hammered with a stick, and there was no place on my body that didn't hurt.

The doors of the two rooms opened at the same time, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law both had super big panda eyes, you look at me, I look at you, and they dislike each other.

"Go cook, the chickens don't call you unbearable, do you think whose daughter-in-law is as lazy as you?"

Lin Qianqian's brain hurt, she didn't bother to talk back to her, braved the biting cold wind, went outside to bring a bundle of firewood, and finally lit the fire.

When she cooked, her close-fitting clothes were soaked.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going to the city to run errands today, and I won't come back to live at night, so I'll tell you."

"What? If you don't go home to live, where are you going? Wu Xiuzhi raised her voice and said dissatisfied.

"Isn't there a house in the city? I went to live there. ”

"Hehe, Lin Qianqian, you have a good abacus, just quit if you work hard, don't work at home, run to the city all day long, I think you are going to hide and be clean."

Wu Xiuzhi's eyes rolled, and the style of painting immediately changed, "No, are you carrying my son behind your back and messing around outside?" ”

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

The sky was spinning, only to feel that it was dark in front of her, Lin Qianqian hurriedly held on to the door frame, stabilizing her body and not falling.

Holding back the anger in her heart, Lin Qianqian said to the bitter old woman, "I am sitting up straight, not afraid of others chewing my tongue behind my back, Mom, if someone in the village talks about it, you scold me back, they look down on me, they look down on the writer, and they look down on you and my father." ”

Wu Xiuzhi, who was choked with a word, rolled her eyes.

The person who says she's outside, it's actually her, isn't that shooting herself in the foot?

The daughter-in-law was sharp and sharp, and she was a monkey, and the angry Wu Xiuzhi drank a bowl of porridge for breakfast.

After returning to her room and cleaning up briefly, Lin Qianqian decided to go to Chishuigou Village first.

She promised Dong Hongbing that she would get the design draft in Song Wenjun's hand within a week, and she was deflated by Lin Deshui last night, so she couldn't just forget it.

Riding a bicycle and leaving, Wu Xiuzhi got up with a bone, staring at her daughter-in-law with fierce eyes and disappearing from her sight.

"It's the other way around, it's going to rebel, I was really blind at the beginning, why did I fall in love with her and let her be my daughter-in-law?"

Old Song Tou snorted coldly, "If you don't say a word, even if you don't agree, can you still beat your son?" ”

Think about it, from childhood to adulthood, as long as Song Wenhao makes up his mind, ten cows can't be pulled back.

Unlike her daughter, no matter how she kneaded it, she didn't dare to say a word out loud.

Thinking of her daughter, who is now very rich, Wu Xiuzhi's heart is even more panicked.

"Dad, how much money do you say Wen Jun's girl has?"