Chapter 440 Cracks in the Wall
Qu Caifeng was not at Cheng's house, so Lin Xiaomin instinctively looked next door when she went upstairs.
She didn't care before, but now, for some reason, she especially didn't want to see her. When she saw the door of her house, her heart skipped a beat.
Fortunately, there was no movement next door and no one was at home. While feeling relieved, Lin Xiaomin also scolded herself for being a coward and having no future.
Looking at Cheng's mother busy in the kitchen, Lin Xiaomin put down the things in her hands and went to her and Cheng Wen's room first.
With an uneasy heart, I walked towards the bed step by step.
Even though she knew in her heart that Qu Caifeng was trying to annoy her, she still felt as if a knife was stabbing her heart with every step she took.
And there was also an indescribable fear that made her want to turn around and run away.
But she still walked to the window. Her bed sheet was blue and white checked.
Thinking of Lu Qiaoge's words, Lin Xiaomin inexplicably plucked up the courage, lowered her head and looked at the bed sheet, and sure enough, she saw more than ten hairs on the sheet.
This hair is neither hers nor Cheng Wen's.
It doesn't belong to the mother-in-law at all.
It actually belongs to Qu Caifeng?
Qu Caifeng actually entered her room?
Maybe it wasn't the first time she entered her room.
After all, they both have to go to work and sometimes they don’t come back at noon.
Over the past three years, Qu Caifeng has become closer and closer to her mother-in-law.
If Lin Xiaomin had not heard what Lu Qiage said, she would have been heartbroken at this moment, but she remembered what Lu Qiage had just said, and suppressed her nausea as she picked up all the hairs one by one, then took them to the kitchen, opened the stove, and threw them directly in.
Then she returned to the room, but this time she didn't look at the bed. Instead, she looked at the wall separating her from Qu Caifeng's house, which was also the wall next to the bed.
Because I had wallpaper all the time, I didn't realize there was a crack behind it.
When she thought of this, she felt a layer of cold sweat on her back.
It's really horrible, scary and disgusting.
But where is this rift?
Lin Xiaomin touched the wall little by little with her hand, and she really touched it near the corner. So she tore off a piece of the paper. There were three layers in total, and she easily tore it off little by little, and sure enough, she saw a crack.
The crack was not big. She put her ear to the crack and seemed to hear a sound, but it was not clear. After all, Cheng's mother was cooking in the kitchen and the noise was quite loud. However, she could still vaguely hear the sound of the shovel hitting the iron pot.
She and her husband did it in the dead of night... So, is it possible that the scratches she told me about were heard here?
Lin Xiaomin didn’t know what to do for the time being, but she had to let her husband know about this crack.
Block it, block it tightly.
It's really shameless to a certain extent.
Lin Xiaomin couldn't act the same as before, but she didn't look gloomy like Cheng's mother.
He just walked into the kitchen silently and started helping her light the fire.
Mother Cheng didn't take it seriously. She just glanced at her and sighed inwardly, but still asked, "How's the painting at the street office?"
While filling the space with wood, Lin Xiaomin replied to Cheng's mother: "Director Hu said that everything will be arranged by me. I will go to paint in the afternoon."
"How many days will it take?"
"About three days."
"Oh..." Cheng's mother responded absentmindedly.
The two had a good relationship before, but after that incident, a gap appeared between them.
We don't chat and talk like we used to.
Lin Xiaomin couldn't act as if nothing had happened, but she couldn't do it.
But Cheng's mother didn't want to explain to Lin Xiaomin.
She was just conveying Qu Caifeng's thoughts. If they agreed, they could agree; if they disagreed, then forget it.
Could this daughter-in-law go to the factory and complain about her? Besides, no matter how she explained this, she was in the wrong. She could only pretend to be confused.
Recalling something, Lin Xiaomin tried to push away her chaotic emotions. She pretended the incident hadn't happened, and spoke to Cheng's mother as usual, "Just now, I saw Lu Qiaoge at the subdistrict office. She had just returned from a visit to the countryside with Deputy Director Huang and his team. You know, this little feature is amazing and bold. It's such a bold idea."
Having said that, she stopped talking.
Sure enough, Cheng's mother was intrigued. She covered the pot and asked curiously, "How dare she be so bold? What dares to think of it?"
Lu Qiaoge lives in the military factory’s staff quarters. Some people may not know her, but most people know her.
It's amazing that he has a bright future at such a young age.
Anyway, whenever she is mentioned, the words used are mostly praises.
After meeting her that day, I realized that this little girl was indeed different from other girls of her age.
Especially the aura of that station, which immediately distinguishes it from others.
Lin Xiaomin smiled slightly and said gently, "Yes, she's very brave. Didn't I give her a comic book I drew myself? Who knew she would insist on mailing it to Beidu Publishing House for me, saying that she would publish it and get royalties. If it sells well, I can also share the profits. Don't you think this girl is whimsical? She is really too bold. I told her not to mail it, but she refused. This is the first time I have seen a girl like this. I think it must be related to her having seen the world."
Upon hearing this, Mother Cheng was stunned. She ignored the rest of the words and focused on the key point: "What? Lu Qiaoge said that the comic strip you drew can be published?"
"Yeah, that's what she said. I told her it wouldn't work, but she insisted on mailing it over and trying."
Mother Cheng remembered that there was also a book in her bedroom that her daughter-in-law had drawn for her, so she hurried into the room and took it out: "Is this the one you are talking about?" This was the story of Meng Mu's Three Moves drawn for her at her mother's request to please her, but it was also for her to read at home.
Lin Xiaomin had a complicated expression, but she quickly composed herself, nodded, and said, "Yes, that's right."
"She said if it's published, she'll keep giving you a share of the profits?"
"I'm not entirely sure. It seems to be something like that, but I don't think it's possible to publish. I'm not a painter, and even some people who specialize in this might not be able to do it, so how could I possibly do it?"
After all, Cheng's mother is old, and she thinks a lot about the long term.
The first person she thought of was Lu Qiaoge.
As far as she knew, Lu Qiaoge was not the irresponsible type who would talk nonsense and then forget about it.
This girl always keeps her word.
The people she wanted to help never started well and then failed, and the same was true for the work she did and how others evaluated her.
Not to mention that Qin Hengzhi is from Beidu, and not just an ordinary Beidu person.
Lu Qiaoge said that this can be published, so there is an 80 to 90 percent chance of it happening.
Making money is a must. Although living conditions are good, who would complain about having too much money?
What's important is reputation.
Cheng's mother asked tentatively, "Then...if it is really published, will you become a great painter?"
(End of this chapter)
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