The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 198 He Ling's Mind

The news of Tang Xin's return soon spread to Zhang's sister-in-law. After packing up, Zhang's sister-in-law went to Tang Xin's house.

Knocking on the door of Tang Xin's house, I found that several people were eating. There was a young girl sitting on the dining table. The girl was not very old, with baby fat on her face, she was still childish, but she could already see that she would be a beauty when she grew up. Embryo.

She was wearing an ordinary school uniform. Mrs. Zhang blinked and looked at Tang Xin: "Are you guys just eating?"

"Have you eaten, sister-in-law? Sit down and eat some more?"

Tang Xin was about to pull the stool next to her, but she was stopped by Mrs. Zhang: "I've already eaten. Didn't I hear that you're back from the people downstairs, so I'll come over and have a look."

While speaking, her eyes fell on He Ling's body. This little girl looks clean, which is quite rare.

"This is the younger sister of my second uncle's family, He Ling. I plan to take her to the shop tomorrow. Xiao Ling, my sister-in-law."

Tang Xin introduced.

He Ling smiled politely at Mrs. Zhang: "Sister-in-law."

"Go and eat quickly."

Sister-in-law Zhang pushed Tang Xin, signaling her to go over for dinner.

Because of the presence of Mrs. Zhang, several people ate faster than usual.

After eating, He Ling obediently cleaned up the dishes and even volunteered to help with the dishes.

Tang Xin at the side looked at He Ling's profile, with complicated expressions in her eyes.It is said that children from poor families are in charge early, and children from rich families know how to help clean the dishes and clean the table after eating at other people's houses?
"Sister-in-law, come and sit on the sofa."

Tang Xin spoke to He Ling, took the bowl in her hand, and pushed her out of the kitchen.

He Ling didn't stay idle even after leaving the kitchen. Originally, she wanted to sweep the floor with a broom, but thinking that Mrs. Zhang was still here, she gave up the idea of ​​sweeping the floor.

In case Zhang's sister-in-law is overwhelmed and thinks she is driving people away.

He Ling picked up a rag and wiped the table, then asked Tang Xin where the hot water was, and poured a cup of hot water for Mrs. Zhang.

Sister Zhang couldn't help but take another look at He Ling because of her sharpness and sharp eyesight.

Not to mention anything else, the eldest of her brother's family is eighteen this year, and she has never seen her pour herself a glass of water many times she went to her brother's house.

"He Ling, how old are you?"

It looks like it's fourteen or five years old.

The movements of He Ling's hands paused, and she said in a low voice, "Sixteen."

"Why? No more reading?"

In the urban people's mind, children should still be in school.

When mentioning reading, He Ling's eyelashes trembled, she pursed her lips and shook her head: "I haven't read it yet."

She likes to read, but compared with her parents, her heart still favors her parents more.She didn't want her father to recuperate badly and his legs to suffer because of her studies.

Seeing He Ling like this, Zhang's sister-in-law realized that she had mentioned the child's sad things belatedly.

He also guessed that it might be that He Ling's family favored sons over daughters, and felt that their daughter was a loser, so they asked her to come out to work early so that she could find a husband's family.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhang looked at He Ling with more pity.

After Tang Xin washed the dishes, she said to Sister-in-Law Zhang, "My second uncle broke his leg some time ago, and you know that he was injured for a hundred days. The pressure was much greater, and she felt sorry for her family, so she stopped reading."

Although it's a pity not to study, you can also see He Ling's temperament.

After listening to Tang Xin's explanation, Mrs. Zhang realized that she had made a mistake.

　[Ask for a ticket~] At the beginning, the author wanted to arrange to give Mrs. Zhang a [-]% share, but I was afraid that you would say that Tang Xin was too picky, so I wrote [-]%.Today I found that someone complained that she gave too much, emmmm... However, I would like to thank the readers who have been reading this book, because some people like it, so I can persist, more heart-to-heart~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)