Chapter 162 Tragedy on the Bed
Mrs. Wang immediately tried to make amends: "Look at what you're saying. Who's being immoral? That's not what we meant. We came all this way here, and after such a short while, if your son-in-law doesn't buy something for us, it would be incredibly unfilial."
Old Lady Liu sneered: "Oh, your daughter and son are so filial. How many sets of clothes do they make for you every year? What rare snacks do they buy you on a regular basis? You have taken care of so many children for your son. Has he ever thanked you?"
I know she has a sharp tongue.
No one got entangled.
Mrs. Wang got away with it by laughing it off.
She just wanted to instigate something and let Old Mrs. Song know what benefits her in-laws had gained.
If you can't instigate someone, then forget it.
Without that malicious voice, Old Lady Liu stopped arguing. She had more to say: "Speaking of which, my daughter knows exactly what I like, and she took several photos of me. Oh, by the way, my eldest grandson is so handsome, with a chubby little face and fine hair. There's a photo of me holding him. I'll show it to you when you come to visit me someday. I took several photos of him, so he looks so good. He's a rare treasure, and I'll let you take a look at him too."
Zhang Daqin stood aside without saying anything, but after hearing this, she couldn't stand her shamelessness.
She snorted, "Pah!" She didn't even want to look at a picture of a dead old woman. With that old face of hers, how could she feel proud of herself by looking at it? Ha tui!
He opened his mouth and said with a sneer: "He's not your grandson, he's the grandson of the old Song family, what are you proud of?"
Old Lady Liu didn't care about her attitude and approached her affectionately: "Zhang Dazui, you must have been exhausted these past few months. I see you've got all these wrinkles. Oh, I'm so upset for you. I rushed here mainly because I was thinking about you. I was afraid I'd be too late to see you."
Zhang Daqin rolled her eyes. She was just joining in the fun unnecessarily: "Bah, if we have to leave, you should go first. Without you, I can't do anything."
"There's no need to argue. I eat well and sleep well, and I don't have a master to serve me, so I don't lose my energy. Look at what you created, it's almost inhuman. I told you a long time ago that sometimes the man's stuff is worse than nothing. Do you believe it now?" Old Lady Liu didn't want to fight any longer. After she finished her muttering, she walked away with her hands behind her back.
Zhang Daqin gnashed her teeth and said, "You are a nobody. Li Guiyin, you lack great virtue."
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Since his wife became pregnant, Song Jinglin has not been intimate with her for more than a year.
As soon as his mother-in-law left, he was full of thoughts and went to the bathhouse to scrub himself thoroughly in the evening.
With a head full of dirty laundry, he hurriedly coaxed his son and took his wife to bed after dinner.
Song Xiangyang probably noticed that his grandmother, who often appeared in front of him, had not shown up today.
His big black eyes looked around everywhere and he kept making "ah ah" sounds in his mouth, refusing to sleep.
It was not until the lights were turned off in the room and the couple pretended to sleep for a while that Song Xiangyang gradually fell asleep. Waiting for the sound of his even breathing to come.
Song Jinglin, who had been patient for a long time, finally moved his son to the side quietly.
His blood was boiling all night, and the little brother was already full of energy.
Taking advantage of the moonlight coming in from the window, he groped his way to his wife and found that the wife who had just said she was pretending to be asleep was really asleep.
…
He was a married man and was almost suffocated to death. Where could he seek justice?
After thinking for a while, he moved closer. The closer he got, the more he could smell the fragrance of his wife.
He lowered his head and kissed Liu Qingqing's two pink lips.
One hand was reaching under her pajamas dishonestly.
Liu Qingqing felt drowsy and short of breath. Suddenly, someone grabbed her and she woke up with a fright.
When he opened his eyes, he reflexively twisted his wrist.
There was only a "click" sound.
Then came Song Jinglin's "Ah!"
Then there was the sound of a child crying...
She woke up and flipped on the light switch next to her.
Song Jinglin held his neck with his hands, looking aggrieved.
"Wife, my wrist is dislocated..."
Liu Qingqing: ...
What should she do? She has never learned bone setting.
"Get up and go to the hospital!"
Song Jinglin pinched his wrist and broke it open with a little force.
He knew that his wife was strong, but he didn't know she was this strong.
He came to Liu Qingqing with a wronged look on his face and said, "Wife, you are too cruel."
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