Be a good mother-in-law

Chapter 277 The Daughter-in-Law Is Reborn 6
"Yes, it's a pity that he was only 30 years old, and he just disappeared."

"It's really unfortunate," Ling Ling sighed, "but things have already happened. Auntie, no matter how sad you are, you have to deal with the funeral properly. It's not easy for you as a woman. Why don't you accept everyone's help? I think the neighbors are still Very kind."

"I'm not alone. I have a young son," Shi Suan looked up at her. "He's as old as you, and he's studying outside. I've asked someone to deliver a letter to him. He'll be back in two days."

After getting two stitches, I stopped, "Don't think that the people here are nice, they are okay with people from the same village, but you are not from the same village.

Cai Zhiyi has been away from home for several months, and she knows of his existence, and she doesn't know if she traveled early, or if she has Zhou Yan's memory...

Because of Lycoris' performance, Ling Ling denied from the very beginning that she was Zhou Yan's rebirth.

It's a bit depressing to say that, when she was reborn in Caijia Village, Ling Ling had already figured out how to get revenge on Zhou Yan, a bad woman.

First of all, of course, give him a hard beating, and return the beating he received in his previous life.

After getting out of the sea of ​​suffering in her previous life, she went to learn fighting, and it was easy to overwhelm three middle-aged men at the same time.

But soon she discovered that this bad woman had completely changed herself. Facing the death of her eldest son calmly, she still had time to care for her, deliver food and water, and even let her go out to use the bathroom...

This is at least a hundred times worse than the Zhou Yan in her memory, Cai Zhiyi.

It can't be a big change in temperament, it can only be a change of core.

Thoughts were spinning in her mind, Ling Ling followed her words and said, "Auntie, you said your youngest son is as old as me and still studying. In fact, I am still a student. Outside, a boy my age Girls, they are still studying, and no one gets married so early."

Shi Suan showed a trace of impatience on his face.

Seeing her like this, Ling Ling's voice softened, showing sadness, "Auntie, you love your child, and my parents, they also love me. I suddenly disappeared, and they don't know how anxious they are..."

After speaking, her eyes were red and covered with tears.

After she disappeared in the previous life, her parents went through all kinds of hardships to find her, and they stayed to see each other again. They were more than ten years old.

Shi Suan sighed, and lowered his head, "I'm sorry, I hurt you, probably because of retribution, that's why my eldest son..."

"Auntie, don't say that." Cai Zhili is a good person, and he can only blame the unfair fate.

Shi Suan shook his head, "Speaking of which, there's no need to keep you, so how about it, let my youngest son take you out when he comes back."

"Really?" Ling Ling's face showed gratitude, "Auntie, don't worry, when I go back to see my parents, I will definitely return your [-] yuan to you."

"How do you know it's [-] yuan?" Lycoris suddenly asked.

Ling Ling froze for a moment, "I, I heard what those people said on the way here."

Shi Suan didn't expose her, and added, "Actually, you can leave now, but you don't know the way, so you have to wait a few more days."

Ling Ling realized, yes, she knows the way, she can go now!

However, if she just left like this, wouldn't she miss Cai Zhiyi?
There was a trace of curiosity in Shi Suan's eyes, wanting to know her choice.

In the previous life, she and Cai Zhiyi shared joys and sorrows, and gradually fell in love with each other, but until they parted, the two of them did not communicate with each other.

This became the biggest regret in Ling Ling's life.

　I always forget about the heroine’s cultivation, so I won’t write about cultivation from this story, I’ll go back and change the setting after a while, go through the previous text, try to unify the style, and try to match the short stories of the parents

　　
　
(End of this chapter)