Leng Qingzhu's heart moved, this time it seemed easier, and before the cub rushed over, he went out of the space again.

Grandma had already flipped her over like a pancake, and with a "poof" sound, a mouthful of wine sprayed on her back and rubbed it vigorously.

Leng Qingzhu buried his face on the pillow, and his inner defense line was rapidly collapsing.

It's a little split, so, is the self who just entered the space a soul or a body?

said that it was a soul, but he didn't feel like he was floating, he said it was a body, and he was lying here, and he was clearly not going anywhere.

The safety clasp around his neck seems to be a little hotter than just now.

Leng Qingzhu's mind was a mess.

Until grandma was busy, she didn't come up with a ugly act.

When Mrs. Leng saw her granddaughter's misty eyes, she thought she was sleepy, and slapped her on the back: "Okay, cover the quilt well and sleep your sleep!" ”

The crisp sound brought Leng Qingzhu back to his senses, and suddenly something sounded: "Grandma, Cheng Mancang didn't come over again?" ”

"Come over and his grandmother has a claw, and he doesn't want to think about it, he has taken some valuable things from their family to pay off the gambling bills, except for the clothes he is wearing, how can there be any other clothes, wearing single clothes and single pants, and not freezing him into ice skates.

Leng Qingzhu remembered that Cheng Mancang's gambling addiction is indeed quite big, as long as he can play, anything can be pressed, and it is also common for clothes and pants to be used to pay off debts.

In the poorest years, even a strip of rag was a good thing.

That's exactly the case, if it weren't for that, I'm afraid I'd have already run here.

"The second sister-in-law ......"

Leng Qingzhu hugged her grandmother's waist and asked her to say something accurate, so that one day Tian Juying would come and shed two tears, and grandma would care about these things.

"Your second sister-in-law, your second sister-in-law didn't mean it, oops, okay, okay, really I'm old and confused, I don't know anything? Hurry up and get your sleep, don't worry about salty radishes. ”

The old lady had just tucked the quilt for her, and Chen Baishuang pushed the door in.

"All settled?" The old lady patted her little granddaughter like a child and asked.

"Well, it's settled, Hongyi followed the two of them to sleep in that room, there were too many people, it was too crowded, I'm afraid they wouldn't be used to sleeping, the third followed the boss to sleep in the second room, and our mothers slept in the boss's room."

"Why do you have to sleep in the boss's house, can't you sleep in this house?"

"It's something else, this kang is not spacious, your sleep is light, if you don't sleep well, you should have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning, and I can sleep with my two daughters-in-law."

This house is a half-cut kang, and it is rich and rich to sleep two people, and it is indeed a little squeezed to sleep three people.

She helped Mrs. Leng take out the quilt as she spoke, and then watched the fire in the stove almost go out before leaving.

Mrs. Leng heard the sound of the door closing, looked at Leng Qingzhu who was lying next to her, and saw that her little granddaughter was already asleep at this time, she chuckled and shook her head, turned off the light, and lay down for a long time, and suddenly sat up again.

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

Leng Qingzhu, who should have fallen asleep, asked out loud.

"It's okay, you sleep with yours, I'll go up to the house to see, the chimney lid is not blocked, otherwise it will be so cold for the past two days, the chimney cover will not be blocked, and the kang will have to be cold and cold in the second half of the night."

Leng Qingzhu pressed the old lady with little feet back: "You lie down, this black light is blinding, don't drop you." ”

As she spoke, she had already crawled out of the covers.

"What are you going to do, that house is full of men."

"What's the matter, he's not sleeping without clothes."

Leng Qingzhu had already put on his shoes and walked out as he spoke.

"This kid, what is this talking about, he is not wearing clothes, how can he say it? Alas, don't go in, just call your dad up at the door. Mrs. Leng whispered, "Be careful, don't wake up your Uncle Fu." ”

Leng Qingzhu came to the opposite room, yawned and looked at the three people lying side by side, and was about to wake up his father, when he heard a familiar voice whispering, "Leng Qingzhu?" What are you doing? ”