I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

Chapter 97

Later, it was Yu Ping's turn to lead a miserable life.

The family is broken, the people are dead, and the people are miserable and lonely.

Tolstoy said: Happy families are all alike, and every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

However, in many cases, happiness can be different, and suffering can also be the same.

Judging from Lin Haihong's reaction, she could guess that the kitten's death was not simple.

It all left a shadow in Lin Haihong's heart.

Yu Feiwan held the little milk cat in her arms and stood in front of Lin Haihong, "Two years ago was two years ago, now is now."

"hug?"

Lin Haihong's eyes widened and he took half a step back, resistance written all over his body.

Yu Feiwan: Are you serious about taking half a step back?

"This kitten will definitely be raised by us."

"What are you afraid of?"

Lin Haihong pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes struggled a little.

Yu Feiwan snickered, struggling means wavering, and wavering represents the first step to success.

Under Yu Feiwan's sharp tongue, the little cat was already sleeping in Lin Haihong's arms and snoring.

Lin Haihong, a young boy, had suffered so much and looked cold and unkind, but he was actually very soft-hearted.

Not everyone who has been caught in the rain thinks of tearing off someone else's umbrella.

Because I have experienced it, I am compassionate and kind.

"Go wash your hands quickly, pluck the cat hair off your body, and get ready to eat."

After Yu Shuishan came back from outside carrying two buckets of water, Li Lan urged.

Carrying water and chopping firewood every day is a big project.

Lin Haihong tiptoed and put the little kitten back into the cardboard box.

Suddenly far away from the heat source, the little cat was still a little dissatisfied, humming and curling up into a ball.

"When you change, everyone's situation will change."

"Cousin, what is past is past."

Yu Feiwan washed his hands and said softly.

Lin Haihong has indeed stood up on his own, but the hardships of the past have become knots in his heart.

If these knots cannot be untied, they will rot and cause sores.

Not every time she can happen to meet and be the one to untie the knot.

It is said that to untie the bell, one must tie it.

However, for Lin Haihong, Wang Qinxiu could not untie those knots.

Lin Haihong nodded slightly, "I understand, cousin."

Yu Feiwan curled his lips and smiled, and patted Lin Haihong on the shoulder angrily, "Once a word is spoken, it will be hard to follow."

Lin Haihong is not only the princess in fairy tales who spits out gold, but is also expected to become her only connection in the genius circle.

If she doesn't protect her, who will?

"Can eight horses chase me?"

Yu Peng tilted his little head and asked seriously.

Lin Haihong arched his eyebrows and said, "No."

Yu Peng scratched his head and said, "Then I won't pursue you."

At the dinner table, Yu Feiwan was nibbling a steaming steamed bun and asked belatedly, "Does Grandma Fu agree?"

The old lady shook her head, "I tried hard to convince her to accept the New Year's goods."

"As for coming to our house for dinner on New Year's Eve, she doesn't agree to anything."

"Be firm, don't even think about it."

"She also means well, so let's not force her."

"After making the dumplings, I'll send you a bowl."

"However, you don't have to worry too much about Mrs. Fu. I think she is much more energetic than before."

"Not only did he raise a kitten, but he also raised a pot of flowers in the house."

"Finally not so lifeless."

"My heart is in my stomach."

Yu Feiwan frowned, the suffering would eventually pass.

"Why are you taking the initiative to care about Mrs. Fu?" Li Lan looked at Yu Feiwan suspiciously.

Yu Feiwan:...

Yu Ping:......

Yu Ping thought to herself, my life is at an end.Yu Ping and Yu Feiwan lowered their heads fiercely, gnawing on the buns without saying a word.

Li Lan didn't ask further questions, just frowned.

……

Time passed day by day, and the old lady went to find the brigade to come forward. Even if Lin Qingshan and Wang Qinxiu were 1 reluctant, they could only carry large and small bags and move to the kiln building.

The few rooms that no one lives in are in disgraceful condition.

What you can see are either piles of spider webs or dust and dirt all over the ground.

At a glance, there was not even a place to stand.

Wang Qinxiu was about to cry but felt sad when she looked at Lin Qingshan whose legs were not healed yet.

What is the difference between this and land reclamation?
In particular, Lin Qingshan, who was still lame, couldn't help.

It's New Year's Eve, and other families have already prepared enough New Year's goods and are waiting for a lively New Year celebration.

She and Lin Qingshan were like lost dogs.

"Would you like to stop begging the old lady?"

Wang Qinxiu poked Lin Qingshan with his finger.

Lin Qingshan said angrily, "If you don't want to go, you can go."

"If you hadn't been so obsessed with doing things that were harmful to others and not beneficial to yourself, we would be comfortably posting couplets at home and preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner."

"Clean up quickly."

"Shame."

Wang Qinxiu was so angry that she vomited in her heart.

Why is her life so miserable in this life?

Raising a son who is a scoundrel who eats everything in and out, and marrying a good-for-nothing husband who doesn't care about others.

Wang Qinxiu took a deep breath, rolled up her sleeves, and started to clear up space.

Is this how people live?

I hope the old lady can get over her anger and let her go back with Qingshan.

At this time, Yu Feiwan and Lin Haihong were standing not far from the kiln building, holding newly purchased red paper and ink in their hands.

"Want to go in and see?"

Yu Feiwan turned his head and asked softly.

Lin Haihong was silent for a moment and shook his head, "I know grandma's intention. Grandma is trying to save this family."

"Besides, I can think of what my parents are going to say first."

She just scolded him for being heartless and asked him to beg his grandma.

"Let's go."

After the words fell, Lin Haihong left first.

Yu Feiwan followed closely behind and glanced at the kiln building for the last time.

To be honest, the kiln building is abandoned and abandoned, but it is really not a dangerous building.

They are all old houses from the past, and the materials used are solid.

When I got home, I busily cut the red paper into couplet size.

Yu Shuishan spread the red paper on the table and soaked the brush with ink.

Yu Feiwan thought of the essential homework she had to do every winter vacation when she was in elementary school.

Transcribe and organize the couplets.

At that time, the Internet was not yet developed, so she and her friends copied every house.

"Though you cultivate diligently, you will have a good harvest, and you will be diligent and thrifty for many years."

"Spring returns to the earth, and thousands of mountains are beautiful, and the sunshine shines on thousands of trees in China."

Yu Shuishan's handwriting is not majestic and imposing, but his handwriting is thin, strong and agile, just like the wind whistling in his ears.

While waiting for the couplets to dry, Li Lan also cooked the paste and just waited for a while to paint the couplets on the wall.

"Feiwan, Pingping, you two will send a couplet to Mrs. Fu later."

Yu Ping: "Mom, I really haven't been there secretly."

Li Lan smiled and said nothing, "You can go today."

"Remember to help Mrs. Fu post the couplets before coming back."

"She can't stick to her alone."

Yu Ping smiled and nodded in agreement.

The ink on the couplets dried up, and Li Lan held the cooked paste in one hand and the couplets in the other.

Yu Feiwan blinked, and Li Lan's eyes were shining when he looked at the couplet.

(End of this chapter)