The Best Mother-in-law Who Wears Books at 80 Has Space

[Congratulations to the host, the task is completed, may I ask if you want to start the next task. 】

Yu Qing nodded without hesitation: "Start the next mission."

[The host is asked to choose the level of the task, the primary level will get 30 points, the intermediate level will get 60 points, and the advanced level will get [-] points. 】

"Intermediate level." Yu Qing thought for a while and said, the elementary level is too simple, and there are few points.

Is it still an intermediate level, [-] points for one time.

【The host please get ready for the new mission. 】As soon as the words fell, a wave of memories came into Yu Qing's mind, and at the same time, the rest of her memories all disappeared.

Yu Qing lay on the bed and was pierced by the sun's dazzling light and opened her eyes. The pain in her head made her groan.

The slight movement in the room caught the attention of the little girl outside the door. When she heard the sound, she hurriedly opened the door, and saw the person on the bed staring at her with eyes open.

The little girl yelled to the outside with horror: "Mom, sister-in-law woke up."

The eldest daughter-in-law Yu was startled when she heard her daughter's voice, and hurried to the kitchen, carrying a bowl of egg custard into the room, and looked at the girl on the bed.

The woman was also terrified: "Qingbao, you're awake, is your head still hurting?

Are you hungry, sister-in-law cooked egg custard for you. "

Yu Qingbao looked at the person in front of her with red eyes, and she clearly remembered that she was not killed by those scumbags while lying on the operating bed.

Now this is her hometown, no, why is sister-in-law so young, and why is Xiaoye so old.

Yu Qingbao touched her forehead, and a terrible thought flooded into her heart.

It wasn't that she fell on the stone pier beside the bridge ten years ago to save Zhang Xinnan.

Then he smashed his head and bled a lot.

Later, because of Zhang Xinnan's younger sister, Zhang Ziyan was jealous of her good skin, so she asked him to bring her soup with added ingredients, which left a scar on her forehead that never healed.

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Xinnan's vomiting voice came in.

"Qingbao, are you at home? I've made pheasant soup for you. Open the door." Zhang Xinnan looked worried outside.

Sister-in-law Yu felt a headache when she heard this voice, and her mother-in-law told her sister-in-law not to see Zhang Xinnan.

But my sister-in-law likes Chengdu for this kid, why might she disappear.

Sure enough, Yu Qingbao sat up from the bed. She was good-looking, with delicate features, and her small cherry mouth was slightly opened: "Let him in."

"Qingbao, Mom said it." Mrs. Yu looked puzzled.

Yu Qingbao continued: "Let him in first."

Don't give away chicken for free.

This chicken is not good for people with wounds, but it is fine for people without wounds.

Sister-in-law Yu didn't dare not listen to her sister-in-law, so she sighed helplessly and opened the door.

Zhang Xinnan ran in holding the chicken soup.

Looking at Yu Qingbao on the bed, a trace of disgust quickly flashed in his eyes.

A woman with big breasts and no brains.

"Qingbao, I'm sorry, it's all because of me that you were injured. This is the pheasant that I went to the mountain to hunt for you early in the morning. Zi Yan stewed chicken soup for you. You should drink it while it's hot." A small bowl of chicken soup was put on the table.

Then bring it to Qingbao, ready to feed her.

With the experience of her previous life, when Yu Qingbao saw the hypocritical man in front of her, she wished she could kill him.

She suppressed her anger and said lightly: "Let's put it down first, I'll be drinking while I'm sleeping, you go back first."

Zhang Xinnan thought she was still angry, and apologized dotingly: "Okay, it's all my fault, I didn't protect you well, and let you get thrown to save me."

As he spoke, he wanted to reach out and touch Yu Qingbao's little hand.

Yu Qingbao dodged Zhang Xinnan's hand instinctively like a conditioned reflex, and said with fear and anger: "I want to sleep, you go out first."

Zhang Xinnan was a little annoyed at his attitude towards him, and left depressedly.

After the person left, Yu Qingbao regained vigor and vitality in an instant, and she didn't look uncomfortable.

Sister-in-law Yu looked at it in a daze, and couldn't understand what sister-in-law was thinking.

"Sister-in-law, I don't have the appetite to drink these, you and Xiaoye can get some to drink, and give the rest to parents, second brother, second sister-in-law, and third sister-in-law." Yu Qingbao said.

Yu Xiaoye looked surprised, her small eyes looked at Yu Qingbao from time to time, and from time to time at her mother: "Mom, sister-in-law let me drink too."

Sister-in-law Yu felt uneasy and felt that sister-in-law must be trying to test them on purpose.

She refused with a face: "Sister-in-law, you are in good health, you can just drink these.

If we feel uncomfortable, we don't need to drink. "

Yu Qingbao looked at her sister-in-law's serious face, she was obviously very greedy, and she was about to die of laughter even if she pretended not to be greedy.

She waved her hand and said, "I don't want to drink it, you can drink it, I'm tired of drinking it."

As soon as these words came out, Sister-in-law Yu felt a little bit pissed, and she couldn't argue for a moment.

My sister-in-law has never eaten anything good, and this pheasant soup is really not a good thing in her eyes.

Yu Qingbao was favored at home, she was an old daughter of the Yu family, the first woman after the Yu family had no daughters for three generations.

That's unbelievable.

Not only Yu's father and mother doted on her, but even old man Yu and Mrs. Yu also doted on her.

Grandpa Yu also spoiled her when Grandma Yu was alive.

Even now, the third grandpa's family dotes on this girl.

Not to mention delicacies from mountains and seas, but the meat is basically constant.

At home, my sister-in-law eats fat and fat, and she doesn't look like a countryman at all.

Sister-in-law Yu took the pheasant soup and shared it with her daughter.

Yu Qingbao lay on the bed, thinking about her memory.

The tragedy in her previous life started from now. She drank the chicken soup made by Zhang Ziyan with added ingredients, and a large scar appeared on her forehead.

Originally, she looked like a flower in a nearby village ten miles away. After she got a scar, she was ridiculed for being ugly.

For this reason, she is getting more and more inferior, and Zhang Xinnan is very good in her opinion, and being with him makes her feel even more inferior.

Therefore, she basically agreed to the things Zhang Xinnan proposed.

The third grandfather who found her to be the party secretary asked Zhang Xinnan to return to the city, and let Zhang Ziyan go with him by the way.

The two educated youths who were the most stupid to work in the village returned to the village first, causing many educated youths to hold grudges.

Later, after all the educated youths returned, people who hated their family began to trip them up.

Among them, Zhang Xinnan is the most vicious. In order to destroy his relationship with himself here and prevent her from disturbing him, he directly asked someone to destroy her body.

Then he invited her to the city as if he had helped him, and then imprisoned her.

During this period, the family members were retaliated against, some died and others were injured.

Thinking of this, her eyes lit up, and her whole body was filled with hatred.

"Qingbao, damn it, Qingbao!"

When Yu Qingbao heard the familiar voice, her thoughts instantly returned to normal. Her eye sockets were flushed, and the eyeballs were spinning around them.

"Mom." She called coquettishly, and flung herself into Sun Dacao's arms.

Sun Dacao was taken aback, and immediately wanted to push her daughter away: "Mom's body is dirty, you should let go first, and then wash and hug Mom."

"No, mom is not dirty, I like whatever mom looks like." Yu Qingbao's voice was soft and waxy, which made people like it.