Lin Lan tried to run, but was stopped by Han's wife, "Mom is calling you, hurry up."

Lin Lan played dumb, "Call me?"

"You're from the third family, aren't you?" As he said that, he took Lin Lan's bowl back and asked Lin Lan to go in quickly.

Lin Lan entered the house reluctantly.

Old Mrs. Han was lying on the kang, leaning against the quilt. There were round plasters the size of fingernails on her temples. Lin Lan couldn't tell what they were.

But the old lady looked like she had aged a few years. Her eyes were sunken and she probably hadn't slept well.

"Mr. Third, I know you have complaints." Old Mrs. Han set the tone first.

Lin Lan didn't want to be labeled by her, "Old lady, I never make trouble without reason."

It's all your fault!

If you hadn't been biased from the beginning and always treated the original owner as an outsider, it wouldn't have been like this. If the old lady had been willing to give a few pieces of Han Qingsong's allowance to the original owner, it would probably have been better.

After all, this is what the original owner should have taken.

"Don't say useless things. Was it you who caused the third son to retire? Did you force him or complain to his leader?" The old lady thought about it all night and felt that it was not the army that forced her son back, nor was it that her son came back on his own.

In her opinion, although the third boy was a little silly since childhood, he was very filial and would never cut off the source of cash without consulting her.

Then we can only say that it was the third family's fault.

Lin Lan shook her head. "It's not me. I'm old enough to change my career."

But her heart still skipped a beat and she remembered something.

If the old lady hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have remembered it.

The old lady looked at her appearance, but really couldn't make out anything, and found her even more boring.

Even this shrew can fool people.

In the past, this woman could only rant and tell lies, but she couldn't hide anything either.

Seeing that the old lady had nothing to say, Lin Lan hurried out. It seemed that the old lady was very concerned about Han Qingsong's career change, after all, it cut off her source of income.

She didn't have to go to work in the afternoon, so she went back to the house to clean up and move over when everything was ready.

There wasn't much stuff anyway, so a small wooden box to put the family's rags in, and a basket to put odds and ends in, and that was basically it.

But I still have to cook and store food in the future, so I still have to prepare some.

Otherwise, many families don't like to divide the family property. After the division, all household items must be in duplicate, and at this time, iron pots, noodle jars, and grain jars are big expenses.

Some families have been unable to divide their family property for years, which is really frustrating.

This also shows that Han Qingsong's allowance and salary are really a huge sum of money.

Lin Lan went to the brigade headquarters to take a look and found that the kangs had been made. It was hot now and they could just let them air out for two days and then burn some firewood before sleeping.

"Mom, do you like it?" Xiaowang trotted over with one hand holding his glasses and a willow branch on his arm.

Lin Lan nodded, "I like it. There is no place like home, no place like home."

After marriage, the family should be divided. There should be only one mistress in a home. If there are two mistresses, trouble will arise.

She saw Da Wang over there and wanted to say a few words to him, but Da Wang left immediately when he saw her.

Sanwang said awkwardly: "Mom, my eldest brother has something to do."

Xiao Wang: "Is it because my elder brother was angry and didn't give him candy?"

Sanwang: "Ha, you guys eat candy!"

Erwang slapped him, "What's the matter? You just want to please grandma."

Lin Lan stopped Erwang from talking any further, "Don't talk nonsense, your elder brother is not that kind of person, he just doesn't like to talk."

She took out two pieces of candy from her pocket and gave them to Sanwang, and took out another piece for Erwang and Xiaowang to share.

At this time, Han Qingsong came over from behind, so she let the children play while she went to fetch water and asked him to wash his hands.

Han Qingsong simply took off his muddy vest, revealing his muscular upper body.

Lin Lan felt a little overwhelmed by seeing him taking off his clothes without saying anything.

Her first reaction was to look away, but she also saw that he had several scars on his body, including knife wounds and gunshot wounds. It looked scary. There was a dent on his back that looked like a gunshot wound, and it was fatal. He was lucky to be alive.

She scooped up a ladle of water and helped Han Qingsong wash his muddy hands first.

After washing his hands clean, Lin Lan poured water into the clay basin and let him wash them thoroughly.

Han Qingsong bent down and motioned for her to help pour water on his back and wash it.

Lin Lan: "This is well water, very cool."

"It's OK."

Lin Lan: "Why don't we ask Da Wang and the others to carry some water from the river?"

The river water is warm.

"It's okay, pour it!"

His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying an irresistible pressure. As if possessed by some magic, Lin Lan poured a bucket of water down, and only after she finished did she realize something was wrong. How could she be so obedient as if she was controlled just now?

The cool well water poured over my body, giving me goosebumps, but it was an indescribable feeling of comfort.

After rinsing, Han Qingsong washed his vest and hung it on a small tree to dry, shirtless.

When Lin Lan was talking to him, her eyes were wandering a little. She didn't expect that he was so white.

Although her face and limbs were tanned to a wheat color, the area where she was wearing a vest was so white, it was really... funny.

She raised the corners of her lips unconsciously.

Han Qingsong happened to look over and saw her with her eyelashes drooping, as if she was laughing at something, and he was immediately puzzled.

I don’t know if there’s something wrong with his memory or if there’s something wrong somewhere else, but this isn’t what everyone calls a “raging woman”.

Could it be that she learned her lesson this time and suddenly changed her ways?

During dinner time, Old Lady Han came down from the ground. Her eyes were a little creepy, especially when she looked at Han Qingsong and Lin Lan.

There was still plaster on her temples, and she was humming, "At that time, I said that the third brother's daughter would come in with a big profit, but she didn't listen and stepped on the dragon head to come in. Now, she stepped on my head. My head hurts all day long, it's like being scratched by a horse's hoof!"

This has been said for many years.

Whenever she gets angry or has a headache, she will bring it up. No matter if she has a headache, a footache, or even can't poop, she can always blame it on the fact that the third son's wife didn't get married in an auspicious month.

Everyone has turned a deaf ear to it.

But since she didn't pick up her chopsticks, others didn't dare to eat first.

Old Han was hungry, "Let's eat."

The old lady then took a long breath, "Old Third——"

Han Qingsong responded, "Mom, what's the matter?"

"You really want to change your career."

"About the same. It depends on the troops' arrangements."

"Third brother, do you have any resentment towards mother..."

"Hurry up and eat." The old Korean thought it was embarrassing for the old woman to nag in front of the whole family, so he interrupted her.

Mrs. Han suddenly exploded. "What's the matter? Why don't you let me speak? It's been like this for many years. When I served the old lady and the old man, I was always careful and attentive. When I got married, my family was so poor that we couldn't afford food or warm clothes. The old lady threw me a ragged shirt and asked me to sew it. The ragged shirt was so tattered that the outside was rotten inside, and the cotton was all rolled up. Can I sew it? Can I sew it?"

"You, what are you doing making a fuss about stale grains and sesame seeds?" The old Korean was also embarrassed.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is a mess. No one should make fun of each other.

"Why did I have to be careful and serve my wife when I was a daughter-in-law? Now that I have finally become a mother-in-law, my daughter-in-law is riding on my head and shitting? Am I wrong? Now that I am a mother-in-law, I can't relax and have to keep my tail between my legs?"

Everyone knew that the old lady was just taking advantage of the situation to vent her anger. They had heard these words many times when they were young, and their ears were already numb from hearing them.

"Mom, let's eat first, and then we can have a meeting, okay?" Brother Han was responsible for smoothing things over.

The old lady began to wipe away her tears, "Why do you not care when you make a fuss? You are not afraid of the children laughing at you, but when it's my turn, I am so scared?"

Han Qingsong said, "Mom, I didn't change my job on purpose. It was arranged by the army. You know, we are a peasant family with no connections. At my age, I have already received several years of extra salary."

What he said was quite true. There were tens of thousands of people who served in the army with him, and most of them recovered. At least among the farm boys in this county, he was the most successful one.

But it doesn't stop there. This is reality and we have to acknowledge it.

The eldest and second brothers of Han had inquired about these things and felt that the third brother was not lying.

Of course, Han Qingsong did not tell the whole story.

Old Mrs. Han stared at him, "It was the army that arranged for you to be transferred to civilian work, wasn't it your will?"

Aren’t you being controlled or bewitched by your wife?

Han Qingsong said calmly: "Mom, what are you thinking about?"

Old Mrs. Han muttered, picked up her chopsticks and tapped the table, then picked up the bowl of porridge and said, "Eat."

As she spoke, she began to eat with a slurp, and it seemed as if the one who was making the noise before was not her.

Lin Lan thought that this family was probably quite noisy in the commune and must have provided a lot of jokes to other members' families.

After dinner, Mrs. Han, as if nothing had happened, went to ask Han Qingsong again, "I think there should be a job arrangement for the demobilization, and will there be a demobilization allowance?"

Those who were demobilized had some money, although it wasn't much, but my son was a company commander, so he should have more, probably a few hundred yuan.

If there is a job that pays, you have to agree that you will keep the salary yourself in the future.

Han Qingsong only had one thing to say, which was to follow the organization's arrangements. After all, he couldn't decide everything himself, and he didn't know how to arrange it.

Mrs. Han suddenly realized that the silly boy had changed! When he was a child, he was not liked by her, he didn't talk much, he only knew how to work, and he did whatever his mother said, so she let him join the army at such a young age to replace his brothers.

She felt helpless facing such a son.

She didn't know why, her son seemed a little different. In the past, whatever she said was what mattered.

But this time, she felt like he was avoiding her questions and refused to speak out. Even the way he looked at her was like a sharp knife, as if he could see into her heart, which made her very uncomfortable.

If it was intentional, she was confident that her third son didn't have such intention. But if it wasn't intentional, why did she feel like she couldn't control herself?

This feels terrible!

It was just like the first time she realized that she couldn't control the old man after marriage!

If the old woman hadn't died, she would still be suffering from the anger.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She threw her chopsticks down again, shocking everyone and asking what happened.

She said angrily, "Oh, I feel uncomfortable, my chest feels stuffy, and I can't breathe."

If it had been delayed, the third child would have immediately said, "Mom, I'll go get you a doctor," "Mom, do you want to eat canned food? I'll buy it for you," "Mom..."

Now Han Qingsong remained indifferent, as if he had neither heard nor seen anything.

The old lady waited for Han Qingsong to get up and help her into the house, waiting for him to say, "Mom, whatever you say is what it is."

She glared at Han Qingsong fiercely, but Han Qingsong continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

Old Mrs. Han is so angry.

Han Qingsong put down his chopsticks and spoke to Lin Lan, "After dinner, go over there and clean up. The walls and fences still need to be tidied up."

Lin Lan nodded and told the children to eat quickly. "Erwang, follow your big brother to cut some vines tomorrow and we'll set up a tent."

The vaulted roof, the dust collector, the ceiling, it's just that thing. Without it, it will easily get dusty and be blinding.

Erwang agreed readily, Mai Sui said he wanted to go too, and several children from the first and second wives also said they wanted to go.

After eating Sandada’s candy, I will naturally help.

Da Wang acted as if he didn't hear anything and just ate his meal.

Han Qingsong: "Dawang?"

Da Wang was indifferent, "What's the matter?"

Old Lady Han knew that her son was blaming Da Wang for not immediately agreeing to Lin Lan's words and was trying to teach him a lesson. She immediately said in a confused tone, "What are you doing? What are you doing? We don't beat children when we eat. Da Wang has his own things to do. Why do we need him to cut the vines?"

Da Wang dropped his chopsticks and left, looking impatient.

Han Qingsong frowned and was about to have a fit.

Lin Lan quickly pulled him aside and told him not to be angry. He should find opportunities to teach his children slowly. After all, the child was so old, and it would be useless to beat or scold him in front of the whole family.

As soon as Old Han put down his chopsticks, she immediately put them down as well, stood up, went back to the house to tidy up, let Mai Sui put her brother to sleep, and she followed Han Qingsong to take a look at the new home.

As soon as they left, Mrs. Han got angry and pointed with her chopsticks, "Look at this, look at this, it's really outrageous. Why are old men and old women so close to each other? Isn't this just a source of gossip?"

It is rare to see men and women in the village go out together. Men hang out with other men, and women chat with other women. Not to mention a man and his wife going out alone late at night.

Not doing your duty!

Not serious!

Old Mrs. Han's vagina started throbbing again, and it felt like it was about to burst.