Dress up and fight!

Chapter 2673 Sister-in-law's Artistic Life (21)

Lao Zhang lowered his head subconsciously, but found that the machine fragments at his feet hadn't changed in any way.

The sound did not come from this column.

Lao Zhang raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

Just saw a scene that made his eyes tear up.

In the distance, another machine with the same appearance has been torn apart by Wei Lianhua.

And Wei Lianhua's body and hands are covered in black engine oil.

Following the old man's gaze, Wang Yilin said, "..." Can she pretend not to know her mother?

So, she really shouldn't take her mother out.

But if she didn't take her mother out, she might have been crushed just now
It's so tangled, what should she do with her mother?

Forget it, no matter how much it is, at worst, she and mother will pay it back together.

Thinking of this, Wang Yilin let out a long breath.

He walked up to Wei Lianhua and knelt down, ready to coax Wei Lianhua to play with himself.

The old Zhangtou quietly looked at the belt in his hand: he was wrong, he should not have committed suicide, he should have been strangled to death by that crazy woman.

When I decided to commit suicide before, the first reason is that I almost caused an accident because I didn’t check properly, and I should bear the main responsibility.

The second is pity for Wang Yilin, a sensible child, and he doesn't want him to be burdened with debts at a young age.

But now it is different, Wang Yilin's mother is actually destroying state assets.

He absolutely cannot tolerate such behavior.

Thinking of this, the old Zhangtou walked quickly to Wei Lianhua's side, and opened his mouth to scold.

Who would have thought that as soon as he stood still, Wei Lianhua got up quickly and knocked him down with a head hammer.

Old Zhang collapsed on the ground with his head limp, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Wang Yilin hurried over to check the situation, but Wei Lianhua said to her: "Don't worry, I don't use my strength, I can't die."

Wang Yilin: "." Is it a matter of death or not?
This is an adult's wrong question, okay?

Carefully helping the old Zhang's head to sit on the armchair, Wang Yilin returned to Wei Lianhua's side again, quietly watching her mother toss.

Although he knew that Wei Lianhua was a lunatic, but seeing Wei Lianhua's hands flying upside down, Wang Yilin's heart still had ripples in his heart.

For some reason, she just felt that her mother could fix the machine.

Wei Lianhua obviously had the same idea.

At this moment, she was staring at the parts on the ground with burning eyes.

Just when the parts were disassembled, she had memorized the linking methods of these parts.

But what was strange was that there was another way to assemble these parts in her mind.

And as long as she picks up one part, the next part she needs will shine in the pile of parts.

These things seemed to have a soul, actively appearing in her brain.

Wei Lianhua's hand was almost like an afterimage. She didn't use any tools, let alone a welding torch, and just put the machine together with her bare hands.

At the same time, a strange idea appeared in Wei Lianhua's mind: Is she really Wei Lianhua?

Why does she always feel that she should be better than Wei Lianhua!
A machine is disassembled quickly and assembled quickly.

In just four hours, a machine has been assembled.

Wei Lianhua didn't turn on this machine to try the effect, but turned to look at another broken machine.

This machine is somewhat damaged, it may take more time.

It was too late, Wang Yilin had already fallen asleep with his knees and head tilted.

Old Zhangtou woke up once, but was knocked down again by Wei Lianhua.

When it was five o'clock in the morning, Wei Lianhua finally assembled the last part and shook the sleepy-eyed Wang Yilin: "Son, it's time to go to school."

One day, I will know that I will be chasing after Lao Tzu to give lectures, so go back to school immediately!
Wang Yilin rubbed his eyes while looking at the scattered parts on the ground: "Mom, what are these things!"

Wei Lianhua took out a huge snakeskin bag from nowhere and put all the parts in it.

At the same time, he still did not forget to look up at Wang Yilin: "I saved the machine, these are the remaining parts."

Wang Yilin lost all sleepiness immediately, and looked at the parts on the ground with horror: why are there parts left.

Shouldn't it be just right!

What kind of machine did her mother make.

But Wei Lianhua didn't feel Wang Yilin's anxiety.

After a few tinkerings, the bag full of parts disappeared.

Wang Yilin: "." Actually, after seeing her a lot, I don't think her mother is weird anymore.

After sending Wang Yilin to school, Wei Lianhua strolled home.

There were no street snacks in this era, and all food seasonings and agricultural by-products were basically placed in Daji stores.

It's just that the smell inside is not good, and I feel choked when I go in.

Sniffing vigorously at the entrance of the big collective store, Wei Lianhua comforted herself contentedly: If the smell is like this, the food inside must be bad.

Just when she was about to continue walking home, she saw a little boy lying on the ground and rolling: "I want candy, I want candy."

Standing next to the little boy was a skinny old lady, who was looking helplessly at her bear child: "Grandma didn't bring any money, so I can buy it for you when I get home."

Obviously, the little boy was not unreasonable, and the old lady's persuasion only made him act harder.

This old lady is also obviously aggressive and unreasonable. People around wanted to help her pick up the children, but she scolded them away.

The two were tossing around in the store like this. When a clerk scolded them to leave, the old lady asked them for candies.

There is a posture of not giving things and not leaving.

Wei Lianhua tilted her head and looked sideways at the grandparent and grandson, and suddenly remembered the fruit-flavored candy that Wang Yilin stuffed into her mouth the day she just woke up.

Subconsciously licking her lips, Wei Lianhua held her breath and stepped into the smelly big collective store.

There is no price negotiation for things now, and everything is clearly marked.

He took out a dollar and took the fruit candy wrapped in kraft paper by the clerk.

Since few people are willing to buy so much sugar at once, the attitude of the clerk is also very good, and they have picked some of each color.

Wei Lianhua looked at the paper bag in her hand, there was no candy wrapper on the outside of these candies, and there were red, green and green in all colors.

All of them exude a strong flavor of essence, and they look a little nice when squeezed together.

Wei Lianhua walked beside the grandparents and stood still, looking sideways at the little boy on the ground, and slowly picked out a red candy from the candy wrapper.

The little boy got up from the ground, wiped the snot from his face with his sleeve, and looked at Wei Lianhua expectantly: "Thank you, auntie."

This method was taught by grandma, and he can eat sugar every day.

Wei Lianhua still tilted her head and looked sideways at the little boy, then threw the candy into her mouth and began to chew it, without explaining, "Hawthorn flavor."

The little boy was taken aback for a moment, then burst into louder cries.

The child's grandmother raised her eyelids, and was about to scold someone, but saw Wei Lianhua pick out two more candies, one yellow and one green.

The child sobbed and stopped crying, and looked at Wei Lianhua expectantly again.

Unexpectedly, Wei Lianhua threw the candy into her mouth again, and shook her head at the child: "You're welcome, I didn't intend to give it to you."

(End of this chapter)