Chapter 5 The Hardworking Old Ox
Although it was the first time she met Lin Xinhuan, Wu Xiuli was sure that she was her favorite.
As soon as I saw her, I felt a sense of closeness, as if I had met her more than 20 years ago.
The Wu Xiuli at this moment overlaps with the Wu Xiuli who came to take her body home in the first life.
Lin Xinhuan moved her lips: "Mom."
He walked forward and hugged Wu Xiuli, burying his little face in her arms.
The whole person was surrounded by the fresh smell of soap. He took a deep breath, and the uneasiness of traveling back in time disappeared completely.
"Hey!" Wu Xiuli's voice broke with excitement when her daughter recognized her.
She put her arm around her daughter and patted her back gently to comfort her.
Even with Chen Moli, she had never been so intimate as to hug her.
Chen Moli was proud of her status as a noble lady, and was always too strict and not close enough to her children.
Lin Chongyu spends even less time with his family, perhaps seeing them less than ten times a year.
She only now realized that she could get so much energy from a simple hug.
Lin Zhuangcheng stood there stupidly. The tough man in the past couldn't help but wipe his tears with the back of his hand.
She came out of Wu Xiuli's arms and looked at her father who looked like a wooden stake: "Dad."
Lin Zhuangcheng, who was not good at expressing his love, tried to comfort his daughter by imitating his wife's movements: "Ah!"
Pushing Lin Shengsheng out of her arms, Lin Xinhuan looked at the bewildered Lin Shengsheng, with a cunning look in her eyes.
A family should be together.
Slowly walked forward and gently embraced Lin Shengsheng: "Brother."
Lin Shengsheng originally wanted to dodge, but when he saw his father and mother both got a hug, he felt a little expectant and stopped moving.
He lowered his head, his whole body stiff.
Then I felt the fragrance of flowers and a warm embrace.
Lin Xinhuan felt the body in her arms soften, and she smiled, rubbing Lin Shengsheng's prickly head.
"Sister, don't forget me, brother also wants a hug~"
Seeing that everyone in the family had one, Lin Zhuangzhuang had already opened his arms and waited for a long time.
Seeing that no one noticed, she pouted and begged for attention in a depressed manner.
Wu Xiuli smiled and patted his arm lightly: "You are so smart. You are so old, but you are not ashamed."
"Aunt, you are older than me and have everything, why can't I have a hug~"
This made Wu Xiuli and Lin Zhuangcheng feel embarrassed. They were so old, but still so corny.
Lin Xinhuan was amused by his resentful expression, threw herself into his arms, and then left.
"elder brother."
"Hey! Brother will cut some watermelon for you!"
When his sister called him brother, he was so happy that he lost his mind.
Finally, he picked up the big watermelon that he had forgotten on the table and went to the kitchen to cut it himself.
After the excitement, the four of them looked at each other in silence in the front hall.
For a moment, I didn't know what to say.
After all, not long ago, they were just strangers.
By the time Lin Zhuangzhuang came back after cutting the watermelon, the party was lively again.
Lin Zhuangcheng looked at his chatterbox nephew and for the first time felt that he was not that annoying.
"Oh, my dad asked me to go out and buy seeds, but I forgot."
Lin Zhuangzhuang looked at the time, slapped his forehead, and looked anxious.
"Uncle, aunt, I have to go do something first. Bring Huanhuan with you when the time comes, and we'll have a good reunion."
After saying that, he rushed outside. It seemed that he was very afraid of his father's rebuke.
Wu Xiuli glanced at Lin Xinhuan cautiously.
Use a toothpick to pick up the watermelon cut into triangles, rub it and chew it happily like a little squirrel.
It doesn't feel like eating watermelon, but more like eating royal food.
Could it be that Huanhuan is not living well in the Lin family?
Not even a watermelon to eat?
She asked distressedly, "Huanhuan, how are you doing in your adoptive father's home?"
Lin Xinhuan looked at the watermelon juice on her hands and finally understood why Wu Xiuli asked.
After wiping his hands with a tissue, he pouted and looked at Wu Xiuli with wet eyes: "Mom, I can only eat grass at my foster father's house. I have to complete tasks like an old cow every day~"
She ate grass because Chen Moli asked her to learn dance. In order to maintain her figure, she was not allowed to touch sweets, snacks or meat products.
I cannot eat anything high in oil or salt. I only eat the nutritional meals prepared by a nutritionist every day, but they are bland and tasteless.
As for the tasks, every day from getting up in the morning to going to bed at night, the teaching tasks are fully arranged.
Dancing, musical instruments, painting, horse riding...trying to train her into a lady who is easy to marry.
When you travel to ancient times, there is war everywhere and you can't even get enough food, let alone delicious food.
So when Lin Xinhuan suddenly tasted the sweet watermelon, her appetite was whetted and she couldn’t help but eat a little more.
She rubbed her bulging belly and realized that she could still eat another plate of food.
"Damn it." Wu Xiuli gritted her teeth, wishing she could bite off a piece of flesh from her daughter's adoptive father's family.
Thinking that their family is rich, Huanhuan lives a good life in their home.
So when they said they didn't want to return it to their daughter, I agreed with great reluctance.
Unexpectedly, even though they couldn’t get enough to eat, the pigs in their village ate better than Huanhuan.
He also said that he would take good care of Huanhuan. Does the so-called care mean raising a person into a skeleton?
In Wu Xiuli's eyes, a good life is one in which one has enough food and fish.
She doesn't care what brand, luxury goods, house or car it is.
If you can’t even eat to your liking, what hope is there in life?
They raised Lin Lulu to be plump, but they actually abused their own Huanhuan.
If I had known this earlier, I would have never agreed to let Lin Chongyu keep the child.
Looking at Wu Xiuli's angry look, Lin Xinhuan felt a little guilty, and her long eyelashes fluttered up and down.
Actually, what she said was true. She had never treated me unfairly materially, and everything else was just as she said.
"Huanhuan, eat well while you're at home. Mom will make whatever you want to eat."
Lin Xinhuan immediately thought of the fragrant braised pork ribs, beef brisket with potatoes, pickled fish, and mapo tofu...
My mouth is watering: "Slurp~ Mom, I want to eat big bones, two, big ones."
Wu Xiuli looked at the little steamed bun with amusement: "Okay~ Mom will make you a big pot."
My heart softened.
"Dad, I'll buy it for you!" Lin Zhuangcheng jumped out immediately to show his loyalty.
Lin Shengsheng puffed out his chest and wanted to say something, but found that he could not cook and had no money.
He moved his mouth and lowered his head in frustration.
"Thank you, Mom, thank you, Dad...thank you, Shengsheng."
Lin Yiqing took a deliberate glance and saw Lin Shengsheng's bright eyes.
Seeing that his daughter still wanted to eat watermelon, Lin Zhuangcheng went to the kitchen to cut a plate of it.
Just watching my daughter eat quietly is also a kind of happiness.
Suddenly, Wu Xiuli found something wrong. Lin Xinhuan's face was too pale and her lips were bloodless.
It's like having a serious illness.
Did I get abused in the Lin family?
Thinking of this possibility, my heart ached, and I asked anxiously: "Huanhuan, did they beat you?"
Lin Xinhuan saw that her mother had discovered it and did not hide it.
She told them everything that happened after Lin Lulu returned to the Lin family, including the bone marrow donation.
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