Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 135 Strange things in the strange village ([-])

Wang Jingqiu is the name of Lian's mother. She is beautiful, dignified, elegant and quiet, and she really lives up to her name.

Even my mother was very happy when she heard that I was going to stay here. She deliberately cleaned and dressed the guest room and put a beautiful new quilt for me to use.

I was packing my luggage in the room. Qiao was worried that I would be bored, so he teased me and laughed by himself. I was still sad about Uncle Zhou's death, so I didn't have the time to pay attention to him. .

After a while, Lian’s mother brought two bowls of pot paste, and Lian’s father followed her with a smile. She knew that Qiao Sheng and I loved to eat.

When I saw them coming in and sitting on the bed, I hurriedly stood up and smiled at them.

"Leilei, you can stay as long as you want. Tell your Aunt Jingqiu what you like to eat. Don't be polite!" Dad Lian said to me with a smile.

"Thank you, Mom and Dad!" After thanking me, I ate the paste on the side of the pot with great interest, without noticing Qiao Sheng's expression.

But the second elder seemed a little embarrassed when he looked at Qiao Sheng. He didn't dare to look into Qiao Sheng's eyes. Even his mother lowered her head and said, "Eat it while it's hot!"

"I won't eat what you cooked, take away my bowl." Qiao Sheng looked out the window and said with a serious face.

I pushed him secretly and whispered to him: "Are you sick? Why do you do this to your parents? Apologize quickly."

"No need to apologize, it's okay, Leilei, you can eat first! I will ask your uncle Lian to go out and buy a bowl of beef noodles for Qiao Sheng. He likes beef noodles." Lian's mother said with a smile.

I have heard since I was a child that Lian’s father married an eldest lady in the city, who was extremely beautiful. At that time, I deliberately ran to Qiao Sheng’s house just to take one more look at the beautiful Lian’s mother. Now the years have not faded on her face. No matter how many traces are left on it, the charm still remains.

Seeing Lian's mother talk to her son in such a low voice makes me feel sad as an outsider, not to mention Lian's father who loves her deeply. But I see Lian's father standing up even more than Lian's mother in front of Qiao Sheng, and as far as I know From Qiao Sheng's understanding, he is not a bad person with no moral integrity and no conscience. He usually has compassion for the old beggar on the street, not to mention the parents who gave birth to him and raised him.

This is so abnormal, I think there must be something hidden in it.

I couldn't stand Qiao Sheng torturing the two of them, so I said I wanted to buy one. I knew Qiao Sheng's family had bicycles.

Qiao Sheng didn't want me to run errands, but he couldn't hold me back, so he took a step back and ate the pot side paste to avoid the trouble.

I secretly made a "V" sign to my father and mother, and the two elders were very grateful to me.

Later, Lian's father secretly told me that if it hadn't been for me, it would have been impossible for Qiao Sheng to go home and live there, and eating the pot-side paste made by Lian's mother would have been unprecedented.

I really wanted to know what happened between them that caused the family relationship to be so rigid, but I was afraid that asking would be rude, as it would turn out to be a family matter.

After staying quietly at Lian's house for a night, the next morning, after breakfast, I invited Qiao Sheng to come with me to visit Grandma Lian.

Hearing that I wanted to see Grandma Lian, the soy milk that Qiao Sheng still had in his mouth spurted out gorgeously. Fortunately, I was able to escape quickly with my sharp eyes and hands.

He put down the soy milk, hesitating and hesitating, with a very strange expression on his face. "Leilei, there is something I want to tell you, but before I tell you, you must be mentally prepared to endure it. Do you have to be strong?"

"Why are you acting like a little girl today? What are you going to do if you don't say anything?" The ominous feeling came again.

It is like a poisonous snake, hissing and spitting out its tongue, staring at you covetously but not getting close, causing you to suffer mental torture.

(End of this chapter)