She is obviously his mother, so why can she smile at everyone but be so cold and indifferent to her own son?
Especially grandma also chimed in: "You guys can come whenever you want. Your fourth aunt is bored alone, and coming here can help her relieve her boredom."
Song Nan shrugged his neck: "I want to come over and watch TV, is that okay?"
There is no TV at his house yet.
No wonder he envied Lin Jingbei, his fourth uncle's family was really too enviable.
There is a TV, a water dispenser, an air conditioner, and a two-story villa to live in.
I really don't know what he is unhappy about.
Song Lao San: "I think you are just itching to get your ass kicked. Jingbei will go and help when you have time. Your fourth uncle gave you money but you don't want to move, right?"
Money is nice, but…TV is great too.
He hasn't read Journey to the West yet, but he's itching to read it every day after hearing his classmates talk about it.
"Then can I sleep here with Jingbei tonight?" He looked at Lin Lu and felt that Fourth Aunt was the most influential person in the family.
Lin Lu did not intervene in the arrangements, but said: "Ask him for his opinion yourself."
Lin Jingbei: "I'm not used to sleeping in the same bed with others."
Song Nan was angry: "You forgot who helped you fight when you were a kid, right?"
Lin Jingbei didn't respond while eating.
Song Nan took a step back: "I'll just sleep on the floor."
Lin Jingbei nodded: "Okay."
"Yeah, good brothers forever. Mom and Dad, you guys go back by yourselves tonight. Jingbei and I will go there tomorrow."
Song Laosan was very upset.
Third sister-in-law: "If you dare to disturb your fourth uncle and aunt's rest, don't blame me for beating them."
Song Nan begged for mercy repeatedly, assuring that he only had ulterior motives for the TV.
Lin Lu can only eat light meals now, and Li Xianglian prepares every meal for her individually.
Today, Song Chen bought a pigeon, and Li Xianglian stewed it first, and made a bowl of millet porridge. At noon, she stewed Hericium erinaceus, Dendrobium and old hen, which could be heated up and eaten as a meal.
Lin Lu's appetite is not very good, especially now that she can only eat light food. She only eats a few bites each time and then doesn't want to eat anymore.
It was the same tonight, but there were too many people and she was embarrassed to put down her chopsticks, so she just drank her soup and listened to everyone talking.
Although Song Chen was talking to Song Song, his peripheral vision did not miss her every move and he was able to pay attention to Lin Lu's condition at all times.
"Eat a few more pieces of meat." He turned and whispered to Lin Lu.
The voice was magnetic and low, like a gentle coaxing.
Lin Lu shook his head and whispered to him: "I can't eat anymore."
I feel sick if I eat any more.
Everyone's eyes fell on the two of them. The adults exchanged glances while pretending not to see anything, while the children looked at the meat in Lin Lu's bowl with envy.
The Xixi sisters are now in high school and have a vague understanding of some things.
Men like Fourth Uncle seem to be the kind of good men that the girls in their class talk about.
Covering her mouth, she whispered to her mother, "Uncle Si is so good to Aunt Si."
Chen Meihua glanced at them and said, "Eat."
The other three members of the Lin family seemed to have become accustomed to it and were immune to it, eating their meals leisurely.
*
After chatting and laughing, everyone helped to finish the post-dinner work and gathered in the living room to talk.
Li Xianglian brought out melon seeds and watermelon to treat everyone.
She and Lin Lu bought the watermelon on the street at noon. They picked a big and round one and chilled it in the well house. It was very cool.
The melon seeds are not the original melon seeds grown at home, but fried salted sunflower seeds, which are loved by both adults and children.
Song Nan sighed again: "Grandma Li, I'm so happy in your home."
Li Xianglian said jokingly: "Then you will live in my house from now on and be your fourth uncle's son."
Song Nan knew his own limitations: "I'm not worthy of being my fourth uncle and aunt's son." These were his father's exact words.
"You kid, you're always joking." Li Xianglian laughed so hard that wrinkles appeared on her face.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, and as the hour and minute hands pointed to half past eight, it was time for everyone to go back.
It wasn’t that far to go back. Before going out, each family brought two flashlights and chatted for a while, and we arrived there in no time.
Song Nan was lucky enough to stay.
Song Chen glanced at the two children who were staring at the TV with great interest and told Lin Jingbei, "Don't watch it too late. Go to bed when it's almost time."
"Good night, Uncle and Auntie. Don't worry, we won't watch it too late." Song Nan's eyes were still on the TV, and he agreed with his mouth.
Song Chen originally planned to carry Lin Lu upstairs like he did last night.
But she has been a stubborn person since she was young, and she always said that she would work hard on herself.
So he stood on the stairs a few steps behind her with his hands folded and watched.
The consequence of Lin Lu's death was that he gave up. He could not bear it after climbing only one step. "Help me, I can't hold on any longer."
Song Chen picked her up from behind, leaving his other hand free to hold the crutch.
"If you don't listen to what I say, you're like a donkey."
Lin Lu slapped him, and the slap landed on his neck with a crisp sound.
"You are the donkey."
Song Chen: "Lu, lv, a deer is two points less than a donkey."
Lin Lu: "You are really smart."
Song Chen put her on the bed and repeated the same process as yesterday.
Brush her teeth - get water for her to wash her face - wipe her body - pour water - wash her feet - massage - change her clothes.
Lin Lu searched through the vocabulary library to find a word of thanks, and finally came up with this: "When you are old, I will also massage you."
This statement is somewhat ambiguous regarding their current true relationship.
Song Chen: "You are a princess, how dare I ask you to serve me? My only destiny in this life is to serve you."
Lin Lu was so excited that she blurted out all sorts of ideas: "When I get better, we can get divorced. By then, with your looks and abilities, it won't be a problem for you to find someone who likes you and is willing to serve you."
Tick-tock.
The air froze instantly.
Song Chen's hand that was massaging her suddenly stopped.
She raised her head in disbelief, her lips moved several times, her throat smoking, before she uttered a few words, "You still want to divorce me?"
Lin Lu didn't dare to meet his gaze, so she turned her head away and tried to make a joke.
"Haha, I've been a burden to you for so many years, but I can't cling to you forever."
That would be repaying kindness with enmity.
Song Chen's eyes became colder and colder, and her voice gradually became smaller, finally stuck in her throat.
After staring at her for a while, Song Chen continued to massage her. Lin Lu looked at him secretly, only to see that his expression was as black as solidified ink and harder than an inkstone.
To be honest, he wasn't so scary when he was young, and Lin Lu dared to challenge him. But now she shrank her neck like a quail and dared not make a sound.
The stiff atmosphere almost drowned Song Chen. When she was about to sink to the bottom of the sea, Song Chen finally spoke.
However, Lin Lu seemed to hear the sound of his back teeth breaking.
"I've worked like a slave to take care of you for all these years, and now you wake up and divorce me. Aren't you too heartless?"
No conscience, and yet you say you have no conscience.
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