Chapter 136: Lin Daiyu who uprooted the weeping willow



Mo Jinsong's smile froze for a moment, and he said, "As long as Shi Jinghong is killed, Aunt Yuan will be fine."

Yuan Huilan might not be able to endure working on the farm for two years.

He couldn't bear it either, after all, Yuan Huilan was really good to him and his brother.

"Why should she be sent to a farm for labor reform when she is fine?"

Lu Ye's face was full of sarcasm, and he couldn't wait to see Yuan Huilan go to work on the farm.

Yuan Huilan lived a life of luxury since she was a child. Even when she participated in the revolution, she did not suffer much. As soon as the Battle of Tanzhou broke out, she escaped from her marriage and went to Yanzhou. She has been in charge of propaganda work and has never been to the front line.

After staying in Yanzhou for a few years, Yuan Huilan met Lu Desheng through an introduction. After marriage, under Lu Desheng's protection, Yuan Huilan never suffered any hardship. The most painful experience in her life was probably the journey she went to find Lu Desheng alone after giving birth to him.

Lu Ye often thought that perhaps it was this difficult experience that made Yuan Huilan dislike him so much.

Because if she hadn't been pregnant with him, Yuan Huilan would not have been left behind during the emergency evacuation, and she wouldn't have to hide in her fellow villagers' homes in fear. She wouldn't have to go on the road alone to reunite with Lu Desheng after giving birth to him, even without taking a rest.

All the sufferings are related to him, that's why Yuan Huilan hates him so much, right?

Lu Ye used to blame himself, thinking it was his fault that Yuan Huilan suffered so much. Now he has figured it out and realized that he is the biggest victim. There is nothing to blame himself for. He should hate Lu Desheng and Yuan Huilan equally!

Mo Jinsong said in embarrassment: "Xiao Ye, Aunt Yuan is not young anymore. She will be exhausted if she works on the farm for two years. How about one year?"

"Just two years. If you can't do it, get out!"

Lu Ye refused to give in.

Although Yuan Huilan is fifty years old, she has maintained a good body. What can she not endure? Besides, no matter how hard life on the farm is, can it be as hard as him having to make a living alone at the age of three?

At the age of three, he was able to survive in the mountains alone. Fifty-year-old Yuan Huilan has only worked on the farm for two years. She is definitely not exhausted to death!

Mo Jinsong stopped trying to persuade him. He knew Lu Ye very well and knew that it would be useless to persuade him.

So, he decided to try a different approach.

"Xiao Ye, I really can't bear to let Aunt Yuan work on the farm for two years, and I can't explain it to Aunt Yuan. How about this, let your cousin compete with my cousin. If your cousin wins, Aunt Yuan will stay for two years, and if my cousin wins, it will only be one year. How do you think?"

Mo Jinsong proposed a neutralizing method. He knew Lu Ye too well. Lu Ye had been competitive since he was young, and he would definitely take the bait as soon as he was told about a competition.

"Compared to what?"

Lu Ye really looks like a black carp, and I caught it right away.

Mo Jinsong smiled and said, "Let's compare dances..."

Before he could finish, Lu Ye came over and cursed: "Get lost, you are a dancer, don't play tricks in front of me, I won't compete!"

Xiong Jiaojiao is a professional dancer, and asking her son Qiqi to compete in dancing clearly shows that she has no good intentions.

He won't be fooled!

"So what do you want to compare?"

Mo Jinsong is easy to talk to.

Lu Ye glanced at the slender Xiong Jiaojiao and came up with an idea, "How about an arm wrestling match to decide the winner in one round?"

Mo Jinsong frowned and said in embarrassment: "Xiao Ye, you are obviously bullying me. Jiaojiao is so thin and has no strength."

"My Qiqi is also thin and has little strength, so this is only fair."

Lu Ye was very proud, he thought Qiqi would definitely win this game.

Xiong Jiaojiao raised her head, glanced at Mo Jinsong, then lowered her head and played with her fingers.

Ruan Qiqi felt something was not right, so she pulled Lu Ye aside to talk in private.

"Is Xiong Jiaojiao very strong?"

"Not even big enough to open a can."

"Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent sure. I saw it with my own eyes."

Lu Ye's tone was very confident. He had indeed seen it with his own eyes. Once when they were having dinner at the Mo family, Xiong Jiaojiao wanted to eat a can of oranges, but couldn't open it. It was Mo Jinsong who opened it for her.

If he can’t even open the lid of a can, he definitely can’t beat his Qiqi.

Ruan Qiqi felt relieved immediately. Although she was not a strong woman, she could easily unscrew the can lid and it was more than enough to deal with Xiong Jiaojiao!

"Compare!"

Ruan Qiqi agreed loudly.

Lu Ye put away the things on the table. Xiong Jiaojiao and Ruan Qiqi sat face to face, holding hands.

"One, two, three, go!"

As soon as Lu Ye finished speaking, Ruan Qiqi exerted her strength, intending to decide the outcome within three seconds.

However, thirty seconds passed and Xiong Jiaojiao's hand was still firmly on the table, not moving at all.

Ruan Qiqi increased her strength and her face turned redder.

Xiong Jiaojiao remained as calm as a mountain, even calmer than Mo Jinsong.

Ruan Qiqi finally reacted. Damn it, she had been fooled by Mo Jinsong. Xiong Jiaojiao was a Lin Daiyu who could uproot a weeping willow tree!

Depend on!

The insidious, despicable and cunning Mo Jinsong, the crazy woman who has dominated the mental hospital for ten years, was actually fooled!

So embarrassing!

Ruan Qiqi gritted her teeth, raised her buttocks, and used all her strength. She absolutely did not want to lose!

"puff"

The fart was so loud that everyone could hear it.

Ruan Qiqi was so angry that she was embarrassed. Damn it, she even farted, but she still didn’t win!

"I did it!"

Lu Ye admitted that he was the one who farted because he was afraid that Qi Qi would be embarrassed.

Mo Jinsong curled the corner of his mouth and didn't expose him.

The fart was so loud that even if he was blind, he could tell who it was.

Ruan Qiqi didn't appreciate it at all and even glared at someone. If this guy hadn't given her wrong information, would she have lost face like this?

Lu Ye touched his nose guiltily. He didn't expect that Xiong Jiaojiao, who looked stupid, could actually act. She was obviously a strong man, but she pretended to be unable to even open a can.

As expected, birds of a feather flock together. Following Mo Jinsong, I have learned to be hypocritical!

"Qiqi, I'm sorry!"

Xiong Jiaojiao smiled apologetically, and with a little force, Ruan Qiqi's hand was pressed on the table.

She lost!

"Thank you, thank you. Let's do as we agreed and let Aunt Yuan go to the farm for a year for rehabilitation."

Mo Jinsong said immediately.

Ruan Qiqi sat there expressionless, not saying a word, which was a bit creepy to look at.

"Qiqi, one year is enough for my mother to bear."

Lu Ye comforted in a low voice.

Ruan Qiqi slapped the man away, looked at Mo Jinsong, then looked at Xiong Jiaojiao, her eyes calm but with a hint of madness, which made Mo Jinsong feel uneasy.

Is he wrong?

"Just one year. Send Yuan Huilan to the farm as soon as possible!"

Ruan Qiqi's tone was also very calm, but there was no expression on her face, which made people feel creepy.

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible!"

Mo Jinsong agreed, and after getting the account book, he left with Xiong Jiaojiao.

That night, Ruan Qiqi was quieter than ever and went to bed early. Lu Ye originally wanted to comfort her, but he could only wait until tomorrow morning.

It was late at night, everyone in the family building was asleep, and the corridor was empty with only the dim street lights on.

A woman with disheveled hair and wearing pajamas suddenly appeared in the corridor on the third floor. It was Ruan Qiqi. She walked out of the room in slippers like a wandering soul.

Lu Ye followed behind her quietly, not daring to make a sound for fear of startling her.


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