I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

Chapter 90

The old lady had been bitten by a snake once and had been afraid for ten years. She had lost her memory like a rope.

The situation is so different that maybe you can only think about yourself in a dream at night, otherwise this family will be destroyed by Wang Qinxiu sooner or later.

Wang Qinxiu lay on the ground and cried loudly, while Lin Qingshan sighed and scratched his ears and cheeks.

"Cry, cry, cry, if you don't have bad intentions and don't do anything, I won't have to be tied up by you and can't go home."

This time, I was very embarrassed.

After living for more than half of his life, he was still lame, so his mother kicked him out of the house.

"If you really feel that living with me is aggrieved, then divide the money and break up the gang. The ugly talk is ahead. Haihong is the son of our old Lin family. You can't take him away."

The hysterical crying made Lin Qingshan more and more irritable.

Even if he didn't have any thoughts in his mind about breaking up and going their separate ways, he still blurted out his words in anger.

"Lin Qingshan, you have no conscience!"

The old lady watched coldly for a moment, then went to Lin Haihong's house on crutches.

Her stupid eldest son is still lame in one leg and has difficulty getting off the kang, let alone domestic violence against his wife.

"Hai Hong, don't blame grandma."

The old lady touched Lin Haihong's hair and said softly.

"Grandma, I really thought mom had gotten better."

The tears that Lin Haihong was holding back burst out of his eyes like a river bursting at this moment.

I hurriedly wiped away my tears, but the more I wiped away, the more they came.

Her fair little face was covered with tears.

Yu Feiwan looked very sad from the sidelines.

The old lady took Lin Haihong back home, carrying large and small bags.

After such a long time of commotion, it was finally dawn, smoke was rising from the kitchens in the quiet little village, and the neighbors were cleaning up energetically.

The west room has not been occupied for a long time, it is empty, and when you open the door and walk in, you can only feel the smell.

Under the command of the old lady, the four children in the family performed their duties. Lin Haihong tied a long stick to the big broom and carefully swept the roof and walls.

Disgraced and sweating profusely.

The sadness in Lin Haihong's heart became much lighter.

Yu Feiwan and Yu Ping took rags and wiped the windowsill glass inside and out. Even Yu Peng, who looked like a little meatball, had a broom in his hand.

The old lady rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find bedding and sheets, and asked her neighbors to help move the old stove in.

One operation is as fierce as a tiger, and Westinghouse takes on a completely new look.

The windows were wide open, and the curtains with a strong sense of age printed with cranes, green bamboos, were blown by the wind, and fresh air slowly came in.

Not only the west room, the old lady thought that since she had cleaned it, she simply cleaned the rest of the room.

It just so happens that the 24th of the twelfth lunar month is the day to clean the house.

Yu Feiwan looked at Lin Haihong, whose face was covered with dust but his eyes were still bright, and he bent down and laughed.

"Little clay figurine."

The old lady also had soft eyebrows.

"There is a bathhouse in the village. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, why don't you all go take a bath."

"The older I get, the more people there are in the bathhouse."

"On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, we still have to wait in long queues."

The old lady took out a dollar from the small cloth bag and handed it to Yu Feiwan. She quickly found towels, soap, and clean clothes and divided them into two bags.

One was stuffed into Lin Haihong's arms, and the other was held by Yu Ping.

Yu Feiwan blinked her eyes, was she finally going to see the bathhouse of the 80s?
There is only one bathhouse in the village.

Due to the limited conditions, it is a public bathhouse, so it is divided into two large rooms.

As the old lady expected, on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, every household was still busy cleaning and preparing for the New Year. There were very few people in the bathhouse, which made Yu Feiwan feel a little more relaxed.

As soon as you enter the bathhouse, there are rows of shower heads on the left and right sides.

At a quick glance, there were probably ten.

The switch is an iron plate that you step on, and water comes out when you step on it.

The water is big and plentiful.

Just can't adjust the water temperature.

As soon as you step on the iron plate, the water vapor will evaporate, and your eyes will be filled with white mist.Hiss~
Hot!

Yu Feiwan felt like a monkey climbing trees and vines on Mount Emei, grinning and dancing.

"Does the bath water really have to be so hot?"

Yu Feiwan retracted his feet with lingering fear.

Yu Ping nodded matter-of-factly, "You can rub the mud only when the water is hot."

"Otherwise, the shower will be in vain?"

"The more you get wet, you'll get used to it in a while. When the mud starts to get wet, I'll rub your back."

Yu Ping shook the bath towel hanging on the iron stand, and stepped on the iron plate under Yu Feiwan's shower head as if to make trouble.

"what!"

Yu Feiwan wanted to cry but had no tears.

This feeling is so sour.

Gradually, Yu Feiwan got used to the temperature of the water and felt that his whole pores were opening.

Even rubbing my back hurts a little.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ping has a lot of energy in her small body.

In fact, she and her mother also took a bath in the bathhouse.

At that time, the family did not have the conditions to renovate the bathroom.

Every weekend, her mother would take her to the county bathhouse to take a bath.

The environment is much better than here. There are small rooms, the water temperature can be adjusted, and everyone has a small cabinet with a number on it.

"Pingping, do you think I look better?"

Yu Feiwan changed into clean clothes, wrapped her hair in a towel, and kept looking at it in front of the big mirror outside the bathroom.

The little face is pink and tender, and the eyes are watery.

It's not ordinary good-looking.

Yu Ping pursed her lips and smiled softly, "Is it possible that the bath water got into the head, so the whole person looks very fresh."

Yu Feiwan:...

While waiting for Lin Haihong and Yu Peng, Yu Feiwan was bickering with Yu Ping while secretly looking at the bathhouse proprietress sitting in front of the big mirror.

The proprietress who runs the bathhouse is a beautiful sister in her late thirties. Her hair is permed and curly, and she wears shiny leather shoes. She seems out of place in this village.

It is really beautiful!

But who will tell her why Lin Haihong and Yu Peng take so long to take a shower.

It's been so long!

The landlady knocked on the door twice to remind me.

Yu Ping leaned close to Yu Feiwan's ear and whispered, "It's not that I don't know. Pengpeng in the bath is harder to hold down than the pig to be killed during the Chinese New Year."

"Grandma gave my cousin a difficult task."

Yu Feiwan is hard to describe in one sentence, and this metaphor is very vivid.

After Yu Feiwan's repeated calls, a familiar figure finally walked out of the bathroom.

It could be seen that Lin Haihong was exhausted.

It's a bit like being out of breath after just killing a pig.

Yu Peng's eyes were filled with tears, and he obviously cried a lot.

Yu Ping stepped forward and put a hat on Yu Peng, wrapping Yu Peng's whole body tightly.

"It's hard for you." Yu Feiwan teased.

Lin Haihong sighed, "It's quite difficult."

He never knew that taking a child to bathe would give him a sense of panic.

"You should also wipe your hair again and let it dry before leaving."

"If you don't wait until you walk back, you'll catch a cold."

After all, she began to believe what Yu Ping said about her brain.

She noticed that after taking a bath, Lin Haihong's lips became redder and his teeth became whiter, and his eyes sparkled.

(End of this chapter)