At six o'clock in the evening, the people in the orchard began to get off work.
Lin Jingbei did not go to his two uncles' homes for dinner, and he was even more stubborn and did not go back to town with his father to eat.
There was some rice and noodles here, so he cooked a bowl of noodles.
Lin Changchun couldn't understand his actions. "What's wrong with you, kid? What's wrong with your mouth?"
Lin Jingbei: "I fell down. I asked the teacher for leave. I don't have to go to school tomorrow. I will stay in the orchard with you tonight."
Lin Changchun raised one side of his lip and looked at him, "Do you still remember what your father said?"
If he doesn't recognize Lin Lu, tell him to get out.
Lin Jingbei tilted his head to the side and ate the noodles in big mouthfuls: "No."
Lin Changchun: "No, why don't you go back to eat?"
Lin Jingbei didn't eat much at noon. He finished a bowl of noodles in a few big mouthfuls and burped at the same time.
"My legs hurt, and I don't want to walk back and forth."
Lin Changchun picked up his coat and said, "It's up to you. If your father asks, I'll tell him the truth. If he hits you, it's none of my business."
"Why did he hit me?" Lin Jingbei muttered.
"I'm leaving." Lin Changchun got on his bicycle and stopped trying to persuade him.
The kid became rebellious after he entered fifth or sixth grade. Outsiders couldn't see it, but he saw it clearly.
Anyway, he and his wife now adhere to one principle - do their own thing and let them solve the problems of their family of three themselves.
As soon as he got home, Li Xianglian brought out the prepared meal.
"Dad, you're back." Lin Lu sat in a wheelchair and greeted him with a smile.
Lin Changchun had never seen this thing before. He touched it twice and asked, "What is this?"
Lin Lu: "A wheelchair makes it very convenient to go out."
As she spoke, she demonstrated it twice to Lin Changchun.
"Okay, okay. How come people nowadays are so amazing that they can make anything?" Lin Changchun sighed.
Lin Lu: That’s because you haven’t seen anything truly powerful yet.
Kyoto is where the wealth and splendor really dazzles the eyes.
Li Xianglian took out the bowl and chopsticks and glared at Lin's father. "Hurry up and take a shower. It's time to eat. Don't you know you stink?"
Lin Changchun's mouth twitched: "You've only had a few years of good life, and you're already saying this."
In the past, when I didn’t wash my hair for ten days or half a month, I wasn’t disliked like this.
Li Xianglian sniffed. "We didn't have these conditions before. Have you ever heard of keeping up with the times?"
Lin Lu watched them quarreling with amusement, then wheeled his wheelchair to the dining table and served everyone food.
Li Xianglian looked outside from time to time, "Why hasn't Xiaobei come back today? Could he have been kept here by the teacher?"
Father Lin turned back halfway through the journey, having almost forgotten about it. "He's in the orchard. He made himself a bowl of noodles and said he'd stay with me tonight."
Li Xianglian was furious and yelled at Lin's father: "You are such a fool! He's just a kid, why are you asking him to look after him? He doesn't have school tomorrow, and he doesn't even come home for dinner."
Song Chen took a cold shower to wash off the sweat, and went downstairs while wiping his wet hair.
After hearing what his mother-in-law said, his expression was still indifferent. "If he doesn't want to eat, just ignore him. He won't starve to death."
Li Xianglian: "What you said..." How could she not know the cause and effect?
He glanced at his daughter who was serving rice and his son-in-law in front of him, and could only sigh.
Lin Lu didn't comment on this matter. After serving the meal, he sat down quietly and waited for people to come to the table.
I caught a glimpse of Song Chen who was brushing his hair and found that he still had a great figure after retiring from the army.
He wore a black vest on his upper body, and the muscles on his arms were flexed. As he wiped his head, his arms were raised, and his eight tight abdominal muscles could be seen inside. His lower body was a pair of faded jeans, which wrapped around his long and powerful legs.
Broad shoulders and narrow waist, with a slim and strong waist.
Lin Lu's eyes were involuntarily attracted to his fingers.
Song Chen's hands are very beautiful, with broad palms, slender fingers, and obvious blue veins on the back of his hands.
The man put down the towel and walked up to her, "What are you looking at?"
Lin Lu blurted out: "Your hands are quite beautiful."
Song Chen paused as he was pulling the stool. He hadn't expected her to be so straightforward. After a long pause, he said, "My other parts are prettier."
Lin Lu: “…”
Li Xianglian: “…”
What did I hear? Do you want to remind me that it's best not to do anything until the fawn recovers?
"Not necessarily." Having nothing else to say, Lin Lu could only add this.
To celebrate Lin Lu's waking up, Li Xianglian prepared several delicious dishes today.
Her eldest grandson felt sorry for having to stay in that shabby warehouse and eat noodles.
And her daughter can only eat light food.
As she thought about it, she rolled her eyes at Father Lin a few more times.
Lin Changchun had just picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks when she glared at him. He took a few mouthfuls of rice and said, "There's something wrong with your eyes."
Li Xianglian, "Go back to the orchard and tell Xiaobei to come back quickly. He has classes tomorrow."
Lin Changchun: "He said there will be no class tomorrow."
Li Xianglian, "What day don't we have classes tomorrow?"
"He said he fell and asked the teacher for leave."
Li Xianglian was anxious. "Is it serious? Why did you go there after falling? Shouldn't you stay home?"
I even took a day off, who knows how serious it might be.
Song Chen didn't even raise his eyelids, and he almost understood the twists and turns.
He said, “Don’t worry about this for now.”
Lin Lu felt that this person seemed a little cold towards Lin Jingbei. Wasn't he his dear eldest son?
Why are you still ignoring it?
For a moment, my thoughts flew to outer space.
"Little deer! Girl!"
"ah!"
"What are you thinking? I've called you several times but you didn't respond."
Lin Lu babbled, "Thinking about what to eat when I get better."
"Well, when you get better, I'll cook you whatever you want to eat," said Li Xianglian.
"Mom, why don't you put the TV in the living room?" Lin Lu asked curiously.
The living room was empty, instead, a TV was installed in her room where she was in a vegetative state.
Li Xianglian: "We don't have the time to watch TV. The doctor said that even though you're unconscious, you can still hear the outside world. He told us to talk to you more, saying it would be good for your condition.
Besides, when you were little, you were afraid of being alone at home, so when we went out, we would turn on the TV and let the people inside talk to you."
As she spoke, she actually asked Lin Lu, "Well, was what the doctor said right? Can you hear it?"
Lin Lu shook her head. In just seven short years, it felt like she had slept for a lifetime.
Li Xianglian was disappointed. "How could Doctor Zhao say such nonsense? Are you afraid?"
Lin Lu had a smile on his face, his eyes slightly moist, "I can't feel anything if I close my eyes."
At this moment, she admitted her selfishness.
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