Lin Mu chuckled, "I won't tell you."
After saying that, he ran away without waiting for Lin Jingshu to react. He also had a secret.
Lin Jingshu, who didn't get to eat the melon, bit the dried sweet potato angrily.
Ding Xiangzhi picked two fish and gave them to Aunt Wu and Wang Cuihua next door respectively, and did not forget to show off that his eldest son had a girlfriend.
If Lin Shan knew that his mother was so quick to speak, he would never tell her.
I made pickled fish and crucian carp tofu soup in the evening, served with white rice.
"Eat more."
Ding Xiangzhi pressed down her daughter's bowl, fearing that she would not be full.
Last year, our family’s harvest was 30% more than before, so we had plenty of rice.
The family tacitly agreed not to mention Lin Qiaoqiao and the others. The meal was so delicious that they felt nauseous and couldn't eat just by hearing their names.
Given the protective nature of her family, Lin Jingshu knew without much thought that they were not having a good time.
This is indeed the case.
After Ding Xiangzhi and his family vented their anger, Lin Qiaoqiao's cheeks swelled up and burned with pain.
Tears stung her cheeks, and she was so angry and annoyed that she didn't even dare to cry.
The yard was in a mess, and everything that could be broken was broken.
Lin Yongkang even said that he would rather quit his position as team leader as long as he could vent his daughter's anger.
He has been the team leader for so many years and has always cared about his fellow villagers.
If he really quits, it will take a while to find a suitable replacement. Besides, if a black-hearted team leader comes, what will the villagers do?
Lin Qiaoqiao was originally wrong in this matter, but the villagers thought he was right.
If their daughters were bullied while pregnant, they would find someone to fight them.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
