The Goddess's Super Son-in-Law

This is a very old building complex, and there is an unfinished building next to it.

This area is close to the suburb of Yanjing. It belongs to the planned area. These buildings will be demolished in a few years.

Most of the people who live here come to work or make a living in Yanjing, because it is not expensive to rent a house here. Compared with other places in Yanjing, the price here is very close to the people.

However, the price close to the people has brought about a bad environment.

There is no green, the ground is full of garbage, mottled walls, there are everywhere can be seen in the stalls, next to the stinky ditch wafted a musty stench.

It's not surprising.

There is such a place in every famous big city, and Yanjing is no exception.

But... How could Liang Qiuyan live in such a place?

She is a member of the Liang family in Yanjing!

The people who came out of the Liang family would not be able to live in such a place any longer, would they?

Lin Yang's face became heavy, and Su Yan walked into the corridor.

But after several rounds on the first floor, she did not find Liang Qiuyan's house.

"Lin Yang, what number does your godmother live in?" Su Yan couldn't help asking.

"102!" Lin Yang sinks.

"But... It's all in the twenties... Is 102 below?" Su Yan said inexplicably.

"Below?"

Lin Yang was stunned, as if thinking of something, ran to the stairway, only to find that there was a relatively narrow staircase in the corner of the first floor stairway. He quickly drilled in.

Su Yan also can't help but a Leng, looked at the stairs, where even the lights are not, a pitch black, can only rely on the light of the mobile phone forced downstairs.

After going downstairs, they found that 102 was indeed on this floor.

But... This is the basement.

In addition, there is a lot of smoke inside. Many people smoke at the entrance of the corridor. After all, there are no windows in the room.

Seeing Lin Yang and Su Yan coming, these people looked at him one after another. Of course, all the people's eyes were locked on Su Yan. Even though the corridor was extremely dark, Su Yan's beautiful and suffocating face was still able to capture the souls of countless people.

Su Yan some not quite adapt to these people's eyes, subconsciously close to Lin Yang.

"Here it is."

Lin Yang stopped, looked at the number in front of him and knocked on the door.

"Who are you?" an old voice sounded in the room, and a burst of coughing could be heard faintly.

"It's me, Lin Yang!"

Lin Yang called out.

"Lin Yang?"

The man in the room murmured and opened the door.

It was an old woman with white hair and grey hair, about 60 years old.

She looked at Lin Yang curiously, puzzled: "young man, who are you looking for?"

"Is Liang Qiuyan here?" Lin Yang asked.

"Yes, who are you?" Asked the old woman.

"I'm her dry son. I heard that she was seriously ill, so I came to see her specially." Lin Yang road.

"Well, you've come just in time. I'm afraid she won't be able to make it through tonight. Go in and have a look." The old woman pulled the door open.

As soon as the door opened, there was a strong musty smell.

Su Yan couldn't help holding her nose.

Lin Yang frowned and went in.

This is a small room with only 30 odd flat floors. The kitchen ranges of the toilet are all stacked together, so it can only fit a bed. At the moment, there is a woman who is nearly 50 years old on the bed. She has white temples, a face full of frost, tubes on her arms, and an oxygen inhaler. She is unconscious and coughs from time to time. It seems that she can't hold on for long.

Seeing Liang Qiuyan like this, Lin Yang's nose is sour and his fists are pinched.

Liang Qiuyan grew up watching him grow up and loved him very much.

He still remembered that when he was an hour later, he envied the other children of the Lin family for having Super Large Transformers toys. Liang Qiuyan took him to the street without saying a word.

Every time her mother suffered injustice in the Lin family and cried alone, it was Liang Qiuyan who came to comfort her mother and gave them warmth.

However, I never thought that Liang Qiuyan had already become this way when I saw her again...

he walked slowly past, sat by the bed, took Liang Qiuyan's hand and called for her.

"Who... Who..." Liang Qiuyan seems to have noticed something, people try to open their eyes, weak call.

"Mom, it's me, Xiaoyang..." Lin Yang cried out in a trembling voice.

"Xiaoyang? Lin... Lin Yang? My child? " Liang Qiuyan seems to be aware of something, that hand suddenly grasped Lin Yang's finger, and refused to release it for a moment.

In her mind, Lin Yang has always been her child and her family.Even though they are not related by blood, this love is more than blood relationship...

Lin Yang took a deep breath, patted the back of her hand, and said in a low voice: "Mom, don't worry, I will cure you, I will make you better."

"Xiaoyang... Don't bother, mom. Mom knows what's going on in her mind. She's already very happy that you can come. She just feels sorry for you all the time. She's heard about you all the time... All these years, you've wronged you. You must have had a hard time in Jiangcheng..." Liang Qiuyan said hoarsely, with tears spilling from the corner of his eyes, blaming himself: "I'm sorry for your mother...

" Mom Don't say that. I had a good time in Jiangcheng. You see, my wife is here too Lin Yang said with a smile.

"Your wife?" Liang Qiuyan seems to recover some, people want to get up.

But Su Yan, who was over there, took Liang Qiuyan's hand and said astringently, "Mom, my name is Su Yan, and I'm Lin Yang's wife..."

Liang Qiuyan looked at Su Yan with half an open eye. After half a ring, a smile of relief appeared on her face, and nodded repeatedly: "good, good, beautiful... Xiaoyang, you are lucky to have such a beautiful wife... OK ... good... "

" Mom, you have a good rest. You must take good care of yourself. " Su Yan squeezed out a smile.

"I'm not in the way. It's you. You must be more tolerant. Xiaoyang has been suffering a lot since he was born. You... You must be more tolerant. You have to be more tolerant... Cough, cough..." Liang Qiuyan coughed violently before saying a few words.

"Good, good, mother, I know, you lie down and have a rest Su Yan said quickly.

Lin Yang unties the needle bag from his waist, pinches out a silver needle, and stabs Liang Qiuyan's arm.

Su Yan wanted to stop Lin Yang, but when she saw a few stitches, Liang Qiuyan's cough stopped immediately. The flush on her face also disappeared a lot, so she swallowed the words in her throat.

"Xiaoyan, you go to do it right away and transfer mom to the hospital. The environment here is too bad. She needs a comfortable environment for recuperation, and also needs reasonable drug treatment." Lin Yang said in a deep voice.

Su Yan nodded, immediately took out the phone, dial 120.

But then there was a noisy footstep in the corridor, followed by an impatient cry:

"Mom, I've come to see you!"

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