She remarried after her elder sister-in-law passed away early

Hearing her son's rebuttal, Lin Yuzhen frowned, and her voice became a little harsher, "Huai Mo, don't you listen to your mother?"

The little guy paused his hands, drooping the corners of his eyes, and his whole body fell down. He reluctantly handed the book to Bai Jinan, "Here, here you are."

Lin Yuzhen seemed to be satisfied with this, and praised, "This is my good son. There is no need to argue with these people. It is just a book. You can choose other books. Mom will buy them for you today."

As she spoke, she glanced at An An almost contemptuously.

Even though An An was wearing the latest clothes, he was dressed up specially, but his tanned skin still revealed that he was a child born and raised in the countryside.

The child named Huai Mo was not happy at what his mother said, but just pouted a little stubbornly, and stood there stiffly.

Lin Yuzhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and she was so eager to hit the child, "Are you disobedient? You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? Sure enough, you're a bitch like your father!"

The whole person was faintly insane, as if she had suddenly turned from an elegant and fair young lady into a lunatic.

Yun Qinghuan was stunned by this series of events, even An An was shocked, holding the unopened comic book in her hand, she was at a loss for a while.

Yun Qinghuan was still sharp-eyed, seeing the boy named Huai Mo suddenly close his eyes when the woman rushed over to hit him, his whole body trembled, obviously frightened.

How could Yun Qinghuan watch others beat children in front of her?
Moreover, there is nothing wrong with the two children in this matter. The public says that the public is right and the woman says that the woman is reasonable, so it is not necessary to beat the children when they come up.

Besides, hasn't this kid already listened to his mother and gave up the comics to An An?

He hurriedly stepped forward to stop the person, "Comrade, don't hit the child."

Lin Yuzhen saw that her raised arm was stopped, she paused, and looked at her impatiently, "I beat my own child, why are you stopping me?"

Yun Qinghuan was not angry because of her attitude, but smiled gently, "Comrade, we haven't heard the two children say why they are arguing. Besides, this child is very good, there is no need to beat him."

Lin Yuzhen was not very happy. She was used to the people around her obeying her advice. This woman from the countryside actually tried to prevent her from beating her child over and over again?

His brows were furrowed, and he looked at Yun Qinghuan impatiently.

Yun Qinghuan's attitude was gentle, without any impatience, instead, he lowered his head to look at the little boy named Huai Mo, "Little friend, can you tell your mother what's going on?"

The boy looked up at his mother, then pursed his lips and lowered his head, tightly shut his mouth, refusing to say another word.

Helpless, Yun Qinghuan could only walk in front of her son, stroked the child's soft hair, "An'an, tell me again."

Her tone was soft, her voice unhurried.

An An looked at the boy with drooping brows and silent eyes, tightened his hands holding the comic book, and looked at him sympathetically. If he had known his mother was so fierce, he would have given the comic book to the boy. He wanted to read it himself. It's like nothing.

An An opened his mouth and explained that the matter was actually very simple. He was going to buy the comic book and had already got it first, but the boy named Huai Mo paid the money first and then came to get it, and the two argued because of this.

Hearing An'an tell what happened impartially, the boy named Huai Mo looked up at him with a surprised expression.

Yun Qinghuan went to ask Huai Mo again, "Little friend, is the matter as my son said?"

The boy nodded hesitantly.

Yun Qinghuan went to see her son with a warm smile, "An An, then who do you think this comic book should be?"

An An bowed her head and thought for a while, then suddenly walked towards Huai Mo, and seriously handed the comic book in her hand to Huai Mo, "This should be yours, because you paid first, I'm sorry, I shouldn't argue with you. "

At this time, the owner of the bookstore also came over. He naturally heard this series of things, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said a little guilty, "Sorry, I only remember this comic book, this little comrade I paid and said I would buy it, but I didn’t think much about it, I didn’t know you would buy it too.”

Yun Qinghuan shook her head and said with a smile, "It's okay."

She stood quietly by the side, watching the two children getting along, not intending to get involved in this matter.

He just looked curiously at the mother named Huai Mozi.

This woman is a bit strange, and her temperament is also very contradictory.

Now the woman softened again, ran to the child, and said to An An, "It's okay, just take this comic book."

Then the woman went to hold her son's hand, Huai Mo looked up at his own mother, seemed a little numb to her changes, but still stared at the comic book in An An's hand, obviously unwilling to leave.

An An also insisted on giving him the book, "Take it, this comic book should be yours, you paid for it."

The little boy named Huai Mo finally took the comic book and thanked An An in a low voice.

An An pursed her lips and smiled, waved her hand and said it was okay.

And Yun Qinghuan was sensitive to the fact that this woman's expression had started to turn ferocious again, and she covered her head with her hands, as if she was in pain.

Yun Qinghuan's expression is even more strange now, why does she feel that this woman is sick?
Just wondering, Bai Naihan, who noticed the movement here, came over and asked her what was going on in a low voice.

Yun Qinghuan explained, after all, it wasn't a big deal, the man nodded and didn't care.

She lowered her head to touch An An who was running over, and said softly, "Go and pick the one you like."

"Okay." An An replied in a milky voice, and happily ran over to find the comics again.

Yun Qinghuan looked at his cheerful back, pursed her lips and smiled fondly.

Huai Mo stood beside him, staring at An An almost enviously, but Yun Qinghuan noticed him and quickly looked away.

When An An picked out a good book, Yun Qinghuan planned to leave, but after walking a few steps, she suddenly found a book about female educated youths who went to the countryside. The protagonist's name was Lin Zhixia, and her heart skipped a beat.

She took a copy to read, and found that it was indeed a book written by herself. It was not too thick, but it was printed beautifully. The corners of her lips curled into a smile. She had heard from the editor that the manuscript was about to be published, but she never thought it would be so fast.

She was going to buy a book at the checkout. The bookstore owner narrowed his eyes with a smile when he saw her buying this book, "Comrade, you have good eyesight. This book just came out recently. It's very popular. I don't have much in stock for sale." Now, I’m going to buy some more and sell them.”

The owner of the bookstore didn't know that the author of this book was Yun Qinghuan in front of him, so he praised the book so much that there was nothing in the world.

Before he walked out of the bookstore, he bumped into Ji Gong who was eating with director Che at the state-run restaurant just now.