Chapter 7 Grandma, I Was Wrong

And Leng Qingzhu closed his eyes with relief.

Although Fu Yingshao is so cold and cold that he is almost unkind, but as soon as this person wants to do what he says, since he has agreed to something, there will definitely be no difference.

It's a pity, it's not the revenge that I avenged with my own hands, after all, there are still regrets, fortunately, there are still Cheng Qingshu, Jiao Meihua, these people are here, and when she kills these people with her own hands, it's the same.

It's a pity that Ye Wenchuan's scumbag was cheaper, so he died so easily.

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The sound of chopping wood and snow clearing came from the yard, and the pots and pans in the kitchen collided with each other, crackling with excitement.

Even though a layer of plastic sheeting was nailed to keep warm, the glass window still had a thick layer of window grilles, and only a small area in the middle was transparent, and you could see the scene outside the room, and the gap in the middle of the window was pasted with a long strip of cut paper.

The roof and walls were covered with newspapers, and everywhere my eyes landed, there were dense square words.

Two palm-length crucian carp are stewed in a large horse spoon on the stove, and the white soup exudes a rich aroma.

The cold old lady, who is nearly seventy years old, has gray hair, is born with a pair of small feet, flexible and quick, and she goes on the kang with a single step of her legs, and draws the curtains with a "bang".

Turning around and sitting next to her granddaughter, she touched her granddaughter's forehead and muttered: "This little doctor is getting more and more able to fool people, and I don't see a fever when I go down with a hanging bottle." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the two layers of quilts that covered his granddaughter's body.

At this time, Leng Qingzhu had already taken off his coat and had changed into a set of clean clothes and pants inside, but he still felt cold, as if he was still soaking in that ice cave.

Mrs. Leng said that it was frozen, and it was clear that the hot body could fry eggs.

Mrs. Leng picked up the enamel jar with "Serve the People" written on it, took a sip of wine in her mouth, lifted the thread coat, and sprayed a sip of wine on her granddaughter's lower abdomen.

The hot skin was cool, and Leng Qingzhu shivered instantly.

Mrs. Leng slapped her granddaughter's waist and crotch unceremoniously: "I know it's cold at this time, why didn't I feel cold when I went to the river to catch fish with others?" How do you not feel cold when you fall into the river? is so virtuous, and I am still thinking about letting the family save the Ye family's kid to come up, you are really affectionate and righteous. ”

Leng Qingzhu couldn't say it, why did she want Fu Yingshao to rescue Ye Wenchuan, she simply wanted him to go down and kill people.

didn't expect Fu Yingshao to be wrong, not only rescued Ye Wenchuan, but also drove the person to the hospital. It's dark and I haven't come back yet.

When did this person act so bravely, thinking of this, Leng Qingzhu was depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

Mrs. Leng couldn't believe the little doctor who hung the bottle, so she could only rely on the soil method to physically cool her granddaughter, and her thin but warm hands rubbed Leng Qingzhu's abdomen over and over again.

"This is also your luck, you happened to meet your father's old friend with his son to see your father, otherwise, you can still lie here, I'm afraid that the little girl has already become the daughter-in-law of the River Dragon King."

said it ruthlessly, but her granddaughter's pale face really distressed her.

After scolding enough, I couldn't help but bitterly speak: "You kid, you shouldn't be so dead-eyed, as the old saying goes, going to the pole is not a business, the lower the eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, the less valuable it is in the eyes of others, why do you say you!" ”

Speaking of the back, the nagging turned into a sigh.

Mrs. Leng's impression of Ye Wenchuan is actually not bad, she is a top talent who reads, polite, white and clean, even if it is the entire Qixia Town, she is also an outstanding character.

But the little granddaughter she loved so much suffered so much for that Ye Wenchuan, even if she was the crown prince of the Dragon King, she didn't think this person was very good.

Grandma's bitter heart evoked the most unbearable memories in Leng Qingzhu's heart, looking at the grandmother who hated iron and steel, Leng Qingzhu's tears flowed out instantly.

"I know it's wrong, grandma, I'll never be so dead again."