Chapter 92: Looks like I recognized the wrong person

It is really extremely rare to get along so well with your ex-in-laws after a divorce, and Gong Linglong admires her mother-in-law's mind and ability to deal with people.

"Mom, in the future, Brother Jing and I will also honor Grandma, Brother Jing said that he would go home for the New Year, and we will visit Grandma together when the time comes."

"Okay, your grandparents and grandparents are looking forward to your return."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted and worked, and Bai Shuixian also opened her mouth to join the chat camp, and tied up two loads of firewood while talking.

Other family members and children could only chop some branches, and their family laborers worked neatly, helping each family to chop a load of hard firewood, and the Lu Jingchuan brothers also helped them pick them all back.

Jiang Yaping and the others all understand the world, Lu Jingchuan and they helped chop firewood very hard, and they soon sent back gifts one after another.

There were cabbage and radishes, peanuts and beans, and two sisters-in-law gave tofu and lotus root.

There are dishes sent by everyone, plus leftovers from yesterday, and a simple meal at noon.

After eating, Lu Jingchuan took the initiative to go to the city to play, and went to take a family photo together, everyone immediately changed their clothes and shoes, and took the afternoon commuter bus to the city.

Zhou Lanqin's mother and son don't often take pictures, and the mother and daughter of the white narcissus have never taken a group photo, everyone is in a good mood today, and when they arrived at the photo studio, they asked the master to take a group photo first, and then asked the master to take a camera to the scenic spots and park streets outside.

For Gong Linglong, who has the soul of later generations, he was very dissatisfied with the master's shooting skills, and after taking a few photos, he borrowed his camera and took pictures of his family by himself.

Seeing that she was very good at finding shooting angles and was very good at pointing out the shooting action, Lu Jingchuan smiled with a smile in his eyes: "Mom, do you have a ticket?" ”

"I don't, I'll find someone to redeem one when I go back."

The daughter-in-law likes to take pictures and is very good at taking pictures, and Zhou Lanqin has planned to buy her a camera in Kyoto and send it over.

The family cooperated with the shooting, and the photographer next to her also seized the opportunity to learn from Gong Linglong, the skills she taught were easy to learn, and the photos taken were indeed better-looking, and she was treated as a master now.

It's very expensive to take photos this year, they took 20 photos and then didn't take them, and after agreeing with the master to take the photos, they went shopping together.

As soon as he arrived at the largest state-run shopping mall in Seoul, Bai Shuixian reminded him of the matter: "Jingchuan, Linglong, you go buy a hoe and pick some vegetable seeds, and my mother and I will take a look here first." ”

"Okay."

The two mothers had a good temperament, and together they picked out some local cakes and dried fruits from Seoul, and also chose some small things that the family needed.

Lu Jingyang didn't accompany them to go shopping, and he didn't know where he picked up an old newspaper, so he took the newspaper and leaned against the wall outside to read it, waiting for them to buy good things before they walked around: "Mom, have you bought everything?" ”

"I have a lot of things at home, and I also have dishes, so I just bought some pastries at random."

Zhou Lanqin was holding something in her hand, turned around and asked her son and daughter-in-law: "Jingchuan, Linglong, do you want to buy anything else?" ”

"Mom, you don't have to buy it." Gong Linglong shook his head.

"If you don't need it, let's walk slowly and take the bus back." Zhou Lanqin arranged.

"Okay."

The group returned home by car, and the Lu Jingchuan brothers were arranged by their mother to dig the soil behind the house, and the three female comrades prepared dinner at home.

Zhou Lanping didn't let her mother cook, Bai Shuixian couldn't help but sit in front of the stove to help them add firewood to the fire, holding the old newspaper that Lu Jingyang had just brought back to read.

When he saw the photo published in a certain newspaper, Bai Shuixian's face changed suddenly, and the fingers holding the newspaper were overforced, and the newspaper was crushed.

She has always been gentle and indifferent, but her face is full of frost at the moment, and her eyes are rolling with waves of hatred.

It was the first time she had seen the man in twenty years, and the first time she had seen him in a photograph.

Twenty years have passed, and the other party has climbed to a position that is out of her reach.

Now he has infinite scenery, but the Gong family has been ruined, and even she doesn't dare to show her real name when she is alive now, and the hatred and grief suppressed in her heart gushed out, drowning her whole person in an instant.

Thinking of her dead relatives, she trembled all over, her emotions were a little uncontrollable, and she got up and went back to her room before she collapsed.

Gong Linglong just went to fetch water, but was not in the kitchen, and came back with water to see that she was not there, and asked: "Mom, where is my mother?" ”

Zhou Lanqin stood by the board peeling potatoes, she didn't pay attention just now, and looked out, "I was still here just now, I should be back in the house." ”

Gong Linglong happened to hear a little noise in the bedroom next door, so he didn't go over to look at it, and took the pot to help cook the rice.

The white narcissus in the room was in tears at this time, but he suppressed it and did not cry, threw the newspaper on the bed, and kept smashing his fist at the man in the photo.

After nearly half an hour, White Narcissus came out of the house, returning to his usual indifference, and even the reddish circles under his eyes were covered with light powder.

"Linglong, you stir-fry, I'll light the fire."

Her voice was still hoarse, Gong Linglong was very familiar with her, and turned around and asked, "Mom, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"No, I ate a lot of sunflower seeds in the car before, and my throat is a little dry and itchy, just drink some water." White Narcissus didn't make eye contact with her, pretending to have a dry throat and coughing lightly.

"I'll pour you a glass of water."

Gong Linglong got up and went outside to pour water for her.

Bai Shuixian sat down on the bench in front of the stove, added a firewood to the stove, turned out the newspaper in his pocket, pretended to have just seen the news article, and inquired without a trace: "Mother-in-law, I feel a little familiar with the leader published in this newspaper, as if I have seen it somewhere, do you know it?" ”

Zhou Lanqin was cutting vegetables, but now she put down the kitchen knife and came over to look at it, her eyes fell on the photo, and told her: "Xue Haihui, deputy director of the Revolutionary Federation, is also the head of the Broadcasting Bureau, he is not from Kyoto, and I don't know the specific place of origin." I met him twice when I went to the meeting, and I only said hello to him, and I didn't have much contact with him. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, as if remembering something, and said: "I seem to have heard someone say that his brother works in Seoul and should be a senior cadre in the city. ”

White Narcissus's eyes moved slightly, and his voice was very soft: "It seems that I recognized the wrong person." ”

Zhou Lanqin already knew that her mother-in-law was originally from Kyoto, and she did not take the initiative to inquire about her mother's family, which was also a kind of respect for her.

Looking at the person in the photo, she said again: "Xue Haihui has a good reputation in the circle, and his work ability is also strong, and outsiders' evaluation of him is down-to-earth and sincere." ”

"That's a good cadre."

When White Narcissus said this, his voice was a little erratic, and a strong sarcasm flashed in his reddened eyes.

"Mom, have a cup of tea."

Gong Linglong happened to come with tea, brought a cup to each of the two elders, didn't ask them what they had just talked about, and returned to the pot to continue to stir the dishes in the wok.