Domestic koi little doctor's wife

Chapter 8 08 Okay, I Promise

Chapter 8 08 Okay, I Promise

"really."

"Well... I... promise you."

After finishing speaking, Wang Qingshan staggered out of the room.

Inside the house, Lin's face was already in tears, she called softly: "Brother Shan."

Wang Qingshan had a glimmer of hope in his heart, he stopped and looked back at her, but he heard her say: "Don't go to your mother to talk about reconciliation and separation, I have my own plan."

He smiled with red eyes: "So...you have plans."

Can he blame her?
No.

All these years, he was the one who was sorry for her.

Therefore, she proposed to make peace, and he had to agree.

Can he blame his mother?
also can not.

Mother is the one who gave birth to him and raised him.

Therefore, it is only natural for him to be filial to her.

Who can he blame?

I can only blame myself for being incompetent. Being a son, a husband, or a father, none of them are qualified.

……

The morning sun is slightly dewed, and the sky is red.

Everyone got up early in the morning to work, feeding the chickens and pigs, cooking and washing, and cleaning the yard. Only Sanfang Gong said that he caught a cold and fell ill at night and couldn't get out of bed.

Lin couldn't let her husband go, she cried all night, her eyes were red and swollen.

Seeing that she was so unlucky and crying, Mrs. Lu opened her mouth to scold. Thinking of talking about Wang Luoye today, she was afraid that she would offend this boring gourd, and then she would make a fuss again, so she could only hold back up.

I really can't swallow this breath in my heart, knowing that Mrs. Gong is pretending to be sick, so I want to scold Mrs. Gong, but then I think that Ms. Gong is still filial and sweet on weekdays. Girl film, if it weren't for her, the donkey would have more than enough money to study.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw his eldest grandson, Donkey, with swollen peach-like eyes, holding a worn-out book, walking into the yard, and greeted Lu respectfully, "Grandma!"

Usually the donkey has never gotten up so early, and Lu was surprised: "Donkey, why do you get up so early?"

The donkey sniffed his snot, then rubbed his sore nose, wiped the snot on the book, and said according to what his mother taught him: "The plan of a year lies in the spring, and the plan of a day lies in the morning. This is to get up and read, the room is too dark, mother is afraid that I will burn my eyes, so I call out to read."

Mrs. Lu patted the donkey's head, and said with satisfaction: "My eldest grandson is really promising, and he knows how to read."

The donkey wanted to conquer his grandma with tears, but he couldn't cry. Suddenly thinking of the pain in his thigh pinched by his mother just now, he couldn't help but squeezed out two tears, and looked up at Lu Shi eagerly: "Grandma, you really don't want to send me there!" Are you in school yet?"

Lu's heart softened completely: "Go, my eldest grandson is the Wenqu star in the sky, why don't you go, don't worry." Thinking that she will get two taels of silver soon, she patted her chest and said, "In two days, grandma Let your father send you to study in the town."

Coincidentally, Mrs. Sun heard this, and she felt angry, and was about to argue with Mr. Lu, when Wang Fuhao grabbed her sleeves. Wang Fuhao pointed to the eyes of the donkey and the book in his hand.

Leaning a little, Erfang Zhuzi also had his eyeballs swollen by his mother, and came out holding a torn book that didn't even have a cover, raised his little head to Lu Shi and cried: " Grandma, I also want to study hard, and I also want to go to school."

Ruth: "..."

At this moment, Wang Qingshan came out with a hoe on his shoulders, and Mrs. Lu just turned the matter around and asked, "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, why are you going to the fields, boss?"

Overnight, Wang Qingshan seemed to have been beaten by frost, and he was ten years old again. His beard was shaggy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were black and blue. He shrank his back and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm not hungry, wait Come back and eat."

Seeing that his face was not as haggard as before, Mrs. Lu muttered dissatisfiedly: "What a vicious woman, she knows how to lie on her man and suck blood all day long."

The voice was very low, Wang Qingshan couldn't hear clearly, and asked in a trance with lowered eyes: "Mother, what did you say?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I mean how did you lose your mind early in the morning?"

Without waiting for Wang Qingshan to answer, she waved her hand self-consciously, "Forget it, think about it with your ass, you know nothing, in order to protect your bastard wife, Sanlang has no work today, and wants to go to the fields with you, It's better to have breakfast, and the two of you brothers will go together."

Wang Qingshan looked up at Mrs. Lu, pursed his lips and wanted to ask about Wang Luoye, but he didn't ask after thinking about it, he just said: "No need, there's a lot of work in the field, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of the kitchen. Seeing Mrs. Lin limping out after holding two glutinous rice noodles, his heart was sore and painful.

Without waiting for Mrs. Lin to call him, he walked away as soon as he was cruel.

Lin hurriedly handed the bun to Wang Luohua, and Wang Luohua chased after him holding the bun. Seeing Wang Qingshan like this made her feel very uncomfortable, but she had no choice.

If father doesn't want to get rid of this blood-sucking family, then she, mother, and younger sister will be squeezed for the rest of their lives, and even the younger sister will lose her life.

"Father, sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood. No matter how much work there is in the field, you have to eat enough to have the strength to work."

Wang Luoye put down his broom and ran over, blinked his eyes and said, "Yes, Dad, my sister is right, you can't work on an empty stomach, it's hard to be hungry, Dad, you must eat enough."

Wang Qingshan looked at the pair of daughters who wanted to cry, but the tears could only be swallowed in his stomach. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Wang Luoye's soft hair, then raised his head and looked at Lin with a painful look, took the bun from Wang Luohua's hand, Hastily left.

(End of this chapter)

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