Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1418

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Zhuo's breathing was a little rough.

"I like you too." After speaking, Ning Yue pushed Meng Zhuo lightly, and ran into the house.

Meng Zhuo's intuitive brain went blank, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed in.

Soon.

There was the sound of creaking and shaking of the bed in the room...

"This bed screams all the time."

"After a while, when the work in the field is over, I will go to the mountain to chop wood and make a new one. Make it stronger and it won't break no matter how shaken it is."

"it is good……"

……

blue home.

The people inside had already heard the news.

Lan Qinyu's father, Lan Zichang, was still sick in bed, and standing at the door were Lan Qinyu's mother, Zhao Shi, and her older brother, Lan Xiucheng.

Linghu Lan's face was covered with a veil, making it impossible to recognize her face. She got out of the sedan chair gracefully, and stood gracefully in front of everyone.

Looking at the lines of Linghu Lan's figure, Mrs. Zhao vaguely looked like her own daughter, but that overall demeanor was definitely not her own daughter.

She felt sore.

Everyone said that her daughter died, but she didn't see it with her own eyes, but everyone knew about the grand ceremony held by the palace for her daughter's funeral.

She wiped tears behind her back, even though her daughter was unfilial, she would feel distressed if it was the flesh that fell from her body.

If her father hadn't been injured so badly from hunting, she wouldn't have thought of selling her daughter for money.

The money for selling the daughter was obtained, but the in-laws had to regret the marriage again.

The backbone of the family is broken, the daughter's reputation is bad, and the son regrets the marriage again. It will be extremely difficult to get married again. She wanted to use the money to treat the husband's illness first, but who knew that the husband insisted on stabilizing the marriage Besides.

In desperation, he had no choice but to subsidize the money from selling his daughter to his in-laws, set a date for the wedding, wait for the marriage to be married early, celebrate the joy, and then raise money for medical treatment.

However, most of the people in the village have no money, and the one who has some spare money is probably Ning Yue, a young lady from the Meng family.

But her daughter was always against Ning Yue before, and she didn't know if Ning Yue would borrow money.

Now, some aunt from the palace came to the door again, and they didn't know what to do. The daughter died, and they came to the door before they came to the door.

This visit is definitely not to seek out relatives, is it because you want her to refund the money?
Thinking of this, I panicked a little more, I felt pity and hatred for my daughter in my heart, I hated her for not enjoying herself in the palace, but she had to seek death and life to hurt her parents, pity that she was dead, no one wanted to beat or scold her, there was another burst sad.

Although Mrs. Zhao is a country woman, she can read a few characters and know some etiquette, so she bowed to Linghu Lan and said hurriedly, "I don't know what's going on with grandma at home?"

Linghu Lan looked her up and down.

Mrs. Zhao is only in her 30s, and she has a charming personality. She also dresses up on weekdays, so she doesn't look old.

Some time ago, Lanzi often had troubles, and besides such a trouble at home, she was exhausted physically and mentally, which made her look a little old. Even so, she looked much younger than ordinary village women.

Her life didn't have much tribulation before this. The only tribulation was that her real daughter was actually dead, and it was the real Ning Yue who came back to life. However, she didn't know about this tribulation at first, but later, she showed it little by little. sequelae.

A pair of hands messed up the chess pieces, and it was originally a forfeit.

Unexpectedly, the unwilling chess piece finished a game of chess by himself, and the winner was decided.

Linghu Lan put away her wild thoughts, and said with a smile: "I wonder if Master Lan is better?"

(End of this chapter)