"Why don't you change your clothes quickly? You've caught a cold and you want to be lazy and not get out of bed?" Old man Qin had a stern face. He really couldn't like this son.
Naturally, he didn't look happy when he spoke.
Qin Jianjun nodded and went into the room, ready to find a set of clean clothes to change into.
Qin Han, who was practicing in the Qiankun Realm, suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.
Immediately, his consciousness returned to his body from the space, and he opened his eyes.
Then he saw his cheap father rummaging through the closet looking for clothes.
The smell of blood was coming from him, but there were no scars on his body, so it was certainly not his blood.
If it's not his, then it's someone else's blood.
Just as Qin Han frowned, wondering where the smell of blood came from.
Suddenly there was a loud bang, and the lightning outside seemed to split the sky, and thunder rolled in.
It was as if God was roaring, and people who heard it were terrified.
Qin Jianjun, who was originally looking for clothes, suddenly felt his hands tremble.
A piece of clothing inside slipped to the ground.
"I asked you to change clothes, not to mess up my clothes. These are all neatly folded clothes, and you messed them up. Get out of here!" Xie Yuwei was frightened by the thunder. Thinking that Han'er was still in the room, she was afraid that the thunder would disturb him, so she put down the work in her hands and walked in.
As a result, she saw Qin Jianjun rummaging through boxes and cupboards looking for clothes, and even dropped clothes on the ground. She was so angry that she walked over and pushed him away.
After saying that, she snatched the clothes Qin Jianjun had picked up and patted the dust off them.
Seeing that it was not dirty, I wanted to fold it and put it in.
But thinking about it, this was Han'er's underwear, and he was so young and fragile that he could easily get sick from bacteria, so I decided not to put it in again after I had tried it again.
Qin Jianjun was indeed frightened by the thunder just now. The earth-shaking sound was as if God was knocking on him.
After all, God is watching what you do!
Fortunately, God cannot speak, and no one saw what he did.
Thinking of this, I was no longer afraid. Even if God saw it, so what? Could he kill me with a bolt of lightning?
He was not afraid of going to hell after his death. As long as he could enjoy himself while alive, it was enough. Who would care about what happened after his death?
"Where did you put my clothes? Why can't I find them?" Qin Jianjun asked, collecting his thoughts.
Xie Yuwei closed the closet and said unhappily, "I've thrown all your clothes into the woodshed. Don't come into this room again."
When Qin Jianjun heard this, he clenched his fists in anger and suppressed his anger: "Why did you throw my clothes in the woodshed?"
"Isn't it okay that I just don't want to see your things in the room?" Xie Yuwei looked at Qin Jianjun sarcastically. Without love in her heart, there were no shackles.
No matter what Qin Jianjun did, she would not feel the slightest bit of heartache.
Looking at the woman who deserved a beating, Qin Jianjun really wanted to slap her.
But he had just dealt with the eldest brother, and he didn't want to be the subject of controversy at home at this time.
He ignored Xie Yuwei, turned around and left the room to go to his own sleeping place.
Sure enough, his clothes were thrown in a mess on the dirty bedding.
It was raining heavily outside again. The rain soaked the grass on the roof and was dripping onto my clothes drop by drop.
The stacked firewood was well protected, with a layer of rainproof cloth for drying grain on top, which formed a sharp contrast with his quilt and clothes.
He knew that Xie Yuwei dared to treat him like this because the old lady tacitly approved.
This family really doesn't care about their own life or death!
Looking at the wet clothes, the little bit of guilt he felt towards the boss disappeared completely.
I even felt that I had not missed anything. He was obviously a member of the family. Why did he treat me like this? It was unfair.
Finally he moved his clothes and bedding to a corner where it was still dry and no raindrops fell on it.
Then he found a set of half-dry, half-wet clothes to change into. There was no other way, he was really too cold, it was better to change than not!
However, he didn't know that Qin Han was watching his every move.
In the hall, Old Lady Qin cut a lot of sweet potato vines.
A pair of rough old hands, with black dirt between the nails, but he works very skillfully.
She raised her head from working and looked at the lightning in the sky outside. It flashed across the sky from time to time and sometimes even struck the yard. Somehow she felt a vague sense of uneasiness in her heart.
“What a horrible weather! Why is it suddenly raining so hard? There are lightning and thunder. If I had known it would rain so hard, I shouldn’t have let Jiandang go to the town.
I'm afraid he's still walking on the mountain right now, please don't let anything happen to him!"
She muttered worriedly.
Old man Qin is packing the sweet potato vines and will carry them up to the ground on a shoulder pole when the time comes.
The rain has stopped and we can plant sweet potatoes in the afternoon.
However, after listening to the old woman's words, he suddenly lost interest in working.
But he also didn’t want to think the worst: “Don’t talk nonsense, what can the founding of the party do? Just spit it out!”
Rural people still believe in superstitions. They think that if they say "smah" three times after saying something wrong, nothing will happen again.
Old Lady Qin also realized it later and quickly spat three times, then put her hands together and said, "God bless my son to come back safely!"
Qin Jianjun, who had just changed his clothes, walked into the hall and sneered in his heart after hearing what the old lady said.
"Don't even think about it. Your eldest son won't come back. This is what happens when you bully me!"
But on the surface he looked very submissive: "Mom, is there any work you want me to do?"
Being interrupted, Old Lady Qin looked at him unhappily and said, "If you really have nothing to do, go and peel the melon shells. You can plant peanuts in half a month."
Seeing that he was asked to work and looked like he didn't like him, Qin Jianjun thought viciously: "You damn old lady, I'll make sure you won't even be able to cry later!"
He didn't think that Qin Jiandang could survive after being so seriously injured and experiencing such weather conditions.
He was waiting for the moment when Qin Jiandang died and was carried back. When that happened, his whole family would cry to death, and then he would find an excuse to go out and gamble and eat meat!
Of course, all this was just his inner thoughts, and nothing was revealed on the surface.
He took a sieve, put a lot of peanuts on it, sat in the hall, and began to shell the peanuts carefully.
Seeing that the third son was working, Old Lady Qin didn't say anything else.
I just couldn't help but sigh: "It's been a long time since we've seen such a thunderstorm. I hope it doesn't rain tomorrow, otherwise it will be too inconvenient to go to the grave to pay respects."
Xie Yuwei looked at Han'er who was sleeping with his eyes closed. Even such a loud thunder did not wake him up. She couldn't help but show a loving look at him. This child can really sleep.
He slept all night last night. I woke up in the morning to feed him, but fell asleep again after a while and hasn't woken up yet.
Seeing that he would not wake up, she left the room with peace of mind.
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