Chapter 98 Sewing Machine

Chen Caiqi covered her head, turned back in embarrassment, and looked at her son and daughter-in-law.

At this time, if there were three pits on the ground, they could each crawl into one.

After a while, Wei Dong coughed uncontrollably, "Mom, are you okay?"

"Mom is fine, the door is fine too." After saying that, she ran away.

The rough fingertips were still stroking the delicate back of the neck. The man lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Go on."

Her lips were numb and burning, they must have been swollen. Lian Yuqing wanted to cry but had no tears. She pressed her palm against the man's chest and said, "Please be a human being."

"I don't have time to feed mosquitoes with you." Lian Yuqing pushed him away and hurried into the house.

Chen Caiqi listened for a while and made sure there was no movement outside before opening the door and coming out. She rubbed her forehead. She was already very old and everyone in the village had grandchildren. Not only was she mentally tortured, but she was also physically exhausted.

What a sin!

The door of the master bedroom opened, Wei Dong came out, found a bottle of medicine and handed it to Chen Caiqi, "Apply some medicine."

Chen Caiqi took the medicine, pulled her son to a corner, and whispered, "Dongzi, be careful of your influence. You two can do whatever you want behind closed doors, but if you do it outside... it's too bad for the neighbors to see you."

"Um."

After returning to the room, Wei Dong took the initiative to apologize and said that he would not do anything messy outside in the future.

Lian Yuqing couldn't help but laugh, "It's like having an affair, what are you afraid of?"

His eyes were deep, "It won't affect you."

In the morning, Lian Yuqing and Chen Caiqi met each other. She had a big bump on her forehead, and they looked at each other in surprise.

Lian Yuqing felt a little guilty. Wei Miaomiao was the only one who didn't know the truth. "Sister-in-law, I don't know where Mom's bag got bumped into. I'll pick her up next time."

Lian Yuqing: If you are not at home to guard the place, your brother will become even more rampant.

"Yeah."

Wei Dong found a comrade-in-arms named Gu Zi. This guy already had a partner and was about to get married, but his partner disliked his absence from home, so the marriage was called off.

The sewing plane tickets and bicycle tickets have been prepared long ago.

Wei Dong was not hypocritical and directly expressed his desire to buy the sewing ticket in his hand.

"What do I think it's a big deal? It would be a big deal if I just gave it to you directly. I can't smoke it anyway." Gu Zi took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Wei Dong.

The two men puffed out cigarettes, "If you hadn't given me all your vacation days these years, I would have broken up with you long ago."

He pointed with his index finger, shaking off some dust. The thick fog covered half of Wei Dong's face. "Don't you want to find another one?"

"I do, but no one is willing to marry me given my conditions. I told my parents to wait a little longer until I have the conditions to join the army, so as not to delay the girl."

Brothers don't say polite words. Wei Dong gave Gu Zi the money according to the market price. Gu Zi's face turned black and he stuffed it back, "Why do you have to do this with our relationship?"

Wei Dong just said: "I will return it to you when you get married."

"Come on, come on, come on. If you can just live a happy life with your sister-in-law and give birth to a big fat boy soon, my vote will be worth it."

With the ticket, the sewing machine was bought quickly.

In just a few months, Wei Dong bought a sofa, a bicycle, and a sewing machine, and ate a lot of meat and fish every day, which made people jealous. Some people said privately: Wei Dong married a spendthrift woman who only knew how to spend money. In less than a year or two, all the money he had saved before would be spent.

When Lian Yuqing got home, the sewing machine had already been moved into the room.

It was a Butterfly brand, and she couldn’t wait to sit down and try it.

When Wei Dong moved it home, Chen Caiqi looked at it again and again, feeling both sorry for the money and envious. She had been married to Wei Ximin for decades, but he had never bought her a sewing machine, not even a radio.