"Old Four." Aunt Lin suddenly called Song Chen.
"What's wrong?" After Song Chen and the other man handed over the money, they got on the motorcycle.
Aunt Lin waved: "Come here, I want to talk to you."
Song Chen was puzzled. Was he planning to go back on his word?
He called Song Chen to his kitchen, and they talked about something. When he came back, Song Chen looked a little strange.
Indescribably weird.
After leaving the village, Lin Lu asked him, "What did Aunt Lin say to you?"
Song Chen didn't want to hide anything from her except some dirty things.
"Wife, if, if your third brother were still alive, would you still want me?"
Lin Lu couldn't understand this person's train of thought. Does her brother's presence have anything to do with whether she wants him or not?
However……
"Is this what Auntie Lin told you? Tell me quickly, don't miss a single word." Lin Lu was scratching his liver, very curious.
Because, as far as she knew, this Aunt Lin seemed to be a fortune teller in the past.
Actually, it’s not really accurate to call it fortune-telling. It feels a bit like the profession of a medicine woman.
I heard that she was very good in the past. Anyone who had any illness, big or small, would ask her to get medicine or "treat the doctor". The key is that her diagnosis was always quite accurate.
After the crackdown on those who engaged in feudal superstitions, she gradually stopped and moved to private activities, but those who were supposed to come looking for her would still come quietly.
Lin Lu really wanted to know what basis such a magical person had for her words.
Song Chen: "She said she dreamed that your brother was not dead, but was locked in a small house."
After all, when he was washed away by the water, no one found him alive or dead.
Lin Lu: "My brother is not dead? He is locked in a small house? Why would she have such a dream?"
Song Chen: "Don't they say people like them are psychic? I believe half of it."
After serving in the army for several years, he used to be a scientist and didn't believe in the existence of ghosts and gods in the world. Later, he had to believe in them, and unexpectedly, the gods actually fulfilled his wish.
He voluntarily turned against the gods.
"How weird." Lin Lu continued, "Did she tell you where my brother was imprisoned? Could it be that he was working down there?"
"No, what you said is possible. We can burn more paper money for him." Song said.
Lin Lu: "Don't tell my parents about this. Wait until the matter is thoroughly investigated."
In fact, it is simply a fantasy to find out the truth. I don’t even know where to start.
"I know, I'm not stupid. Wife, please answer me quickly. If your brother really comes back, will you still want me?" Song Chen urged.
"It doesn't matter who you want. Who will earn money for me to buy a big house?" Lin Lu said what he wanted to hear.
Song Chen was indeed very pleased to hear this.
"I'm very happy that you have such awareness."
As long as she likes big houses, he will work hard to make money and buy her more big houses in the future.
I’m afraid of the kind who doesn’t like anything and doesn’t even know how to please others.
The night wind was a little chilly. Even though Lin Lu's family put on coats, they still felt cold and hugged Song Chen's waist tightly.
Hugging him made him feel good.
"Wife, please stop moving."
I haven't bought the soundproofing panels for my house yet.
"I see. I'm a little cold. I can hold you for a while, okay?"
"Of course, you can also kiss me twice."
"roll."
Song Chen's laughter sounded very crisp at this moment.
There was a hazy moonlight above his head. Song Chen turned on the headlights of his motorcycle and wore a flashlight on his head.
The rice in the fields has been harvested, and at a glance, there is a vast wilderness.
But there was a faint scent of straw in the air.
When they got home, Li Xianglian and Lin Jingbei were still sitting in the living room waiting, one watching a melodramatic TV series, the other engrossed in a martial arts novel.
Li Xianglian even cried because she felt empathy for the show.
She was afraid of being laughed at by her eldest grandson, so she quickly wiped away her tears.
Lin Jingbei stayed up late these past two nights and his eyes were a little red.
So, when the young couple stepped into the living room, they were very surprised to see the grandparents and grandchildren with red eyes.
Are they complaining to each other?
"Why don't you go to bed? It's so late." Lin Lu said.
Lin Jingbei stood up, yawned, and turned off the computer. "I'm going to sleep."
Li Xianglian: "Isn't that old woman giving you any trouble?"
Lin Lu: "No, he's quite easy to talk to."
Song Chen also said: "You still don't want the money we pay you."
"Hey, this is outrageous. I heard that if anyone ran into her house in the past, she would tear your skin off and eat it."
Li Xianglian had a quarrel with Aunt Lin a few years ago, and she was far inferior to the other one in fighting ability.
She didn't remember what the quarrel was about.
After all, they are just trivial matters.
Lin Lu: "Okay, it's getting late, Mom, you should go to bed too."
Song Chen was yawning. He had already taken a shower before going out, and now he didn't want to move after just washing his feet.
However, Lin Lu’s back injury cannot be forgotten.
When she came back from the bathroom, Song Chen asked, "Have you seen any strange people at home these days?"
This is interesting.
Lin Lu frowned: "Have they found their hometown?"
Song Chen: "No, I just asked."
Lin Lu: "Don't worry, this is our territory. She won't dare come here no matter how powerful she is."
"Let me check your waist to see if it still hurts."
Lin Lu: "Didn't you see it this afternoon? It doesn't hurt anymore. It just looks scary."
Her skin is white and bruises appear with the slightest touch.
"I'll put some medicine on you, and then we can go to bed."
Lin Lu took the small bottle of medicine and glanced at him: "Why are you so concerned about my waist?"
Have bad intentions.
Song Chen: "Don't wrongly accuse a good person."
Damn, it was more than ten years after I ate meat for the first time, and more than a week after I ate it for the second time.
His life is really hard.
"Count it yourself, how many times you still owe me."
Lin Lu: "I don't know. Didn't you write it down yourself? Where is your notebook?"
Song Chen: "I've got it in mind. You still owe me ten."
"You farted, when did it happen to be ten times?"
Song Chen: "You don't remember, right? I remember just how many times I said it."
"Get lost, you haven't cheated once."
Song Chen: "Then it's as many times as you say."
Lin Lu: “That’s three times.”
I owed it once last week and twice this week.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Song Chen was very easy to talk to.
Why do I feel like you have some conspiracy?"
"Awesome, can't you think better of me? When have I ever cheated you?" The poor old ox was misunderstood by her and had to apply medicine and massage her.
"Hmph, sleep."
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