farm concubine

Chapter 1 Separation 1
'Wow, wow. ' Li Wanqing, who was washing the pot, was frightened by the sound of two dishes being broken, and looked up at the place where the sound came from.

When she saw her mother Lin Shuirou leaning her forehead against the mud wall with a pale face, Li Wanqing was so frightened that she threw away the dishwashing brush in her hand, and immediately ran over to support Lin Shuirou: "Mother—"

Lin Shuirou was waiting for the dizziness to pass, and had no time to take care of Li Wanqing. Seeing her mother like this, Li Wanqing became even more anxious, and shouted at the door in a panic: "Father——Come on, mother is coming soon!" fainted--"

As soon as Li Wanqing finished shouting, she heard several footsteps from far and near outside the door, and her father Li Rulin rushed in first.

Seeing his wife leaning against the wall with a pale face, her face and eyes were full of anxiety: "Shui Rou, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, the child's father, don't listen to the nonsense, I'm just a little dizzy, just take a rest." Feeling less dizzy, Lin Shuirou comforted her husband, and gently pulled away her daughter's hand that was supporting her.

As soon as Lin Shuirou's words fell, she heard a dry howl at the door: "What kind of evil is this? The only few bowls left were smashed by you, a bitch. Have a grudge against my Li family, and come to collect debts in this life?"

The family of three didn't even need to look to know that it was Li Rulin's mother-in-law Deng Shi who was howling.

"Mother, just buy the bowl after it's broken." Hearing his mother's dry howling, Li Rulin had nothing but helplessness.

His wife is obviously kind and gentle, she is filial to her mother-in-law, neutralizes her sister-in-law, and kisses the younger generation, but his mother just doesn't like his wife. No matter how good his wife is, she can find faults. nitpick.

"Buy? Don't want money? Do you think the money fell from the sky? You spoiled me because of this bitch, you ungrateful white-eyed wolf, married a wife and forgot Mother." Hearing that Li Rulin was helping Lin Shuirou to speak, Deng was even more annoyed, and the words he said were even worse.

Deng's words pierced Li Rulin's heart fiercely like a sharp knife. Li Rulin's face was ugly, and he ignored Deng's unreasonableness and knelt down to pick up the debris on the floor. Li Wanqing followed his father and squatted down to pick up the floor carefully. fragments on.

"Mother, it's all my fault, stop scolding the child's father." Lin Shui softly pleaded for her husband.

It's okay if Lin Shuirou didn't say anything, but when she talked about Deng's words, she scolded her even more vigorously: "It's because you are not good. After being married for more than ten years, it is useless to this family at all? You are so hypocritical that you still provoke our mother and child's feelings. Hu Meizi."

As the name suggests, Lin Shuirou looks weak and pitiful, with a standard oval face. Although she is already a mother of two children, her figure is still slender, which makes me feel pity.

Lin Shuirou was so shaken by Deng's vicious words that she was about to faint, but fortunately she was supported by Li Rulin, who was quick-sighted and quick-handed.

"Mother, how can you say that about Shuirou?" Li Rulin supported his wife, dissatisfied with Deng.He is filial, but he also knows very clearly that the person who will accompany him to the old age in this life is his wife Lin Shuirou. As long as Deng is not too much, he will turn a blind eye.

"Did I say something wrong? If she wasn't for Hu Meizi, how could she have fascinated you so much that she was always against my own mother?" Mrs. Deng stared at Li Rulin fiercely, and moved her hands as she spoke, ruthlessly He pinched Lin Shuirou's arm.

"Mother, are you crazy?" Li Rulin was shocked when she saw that Deng Shi actually pinched Lin Shuirou, but he didn't forget to hug Lin Shurou to avoid Deng Shi's attack.

Seeing her mother being beaten by her grandma, Li Wanqing threw away the fragments in her hands, ran over and stopped Lin Shurou with her hands open, "Don't beat my mother." Her small face was full of stubbornness, although Li Wanqing usually didn't say much, but As long as someone dares to bully her parents and her younger brother, she will stand up.

"You little bastard, if you dare to stop me, I'll fight you too." Seeing Li Wanqing's facial features that were eight percent similar to Lin Shuirou's, Deng was even more annoyed, and pinched Li Wanqing fiercely, and then forcefully Pushing it away, he wanted to step forward and continue beating Lin Shuirou.

"Ah—" The kitchen was already cramped, and Deng's push directly pushed Li Wanqing to the wall.

"Qing'er—" Hearing Li Wanqing's screams, Lin Shuirou and Li Rulin looked over, and saw Li Wanqing slowly fall along the wall with her eyes closed, leaving a bright red bloodstain on the mud wall , screaming at the same time.

"Sister——" Li Muchen, who had short calves, just ran to the kitchen when he saw his sister falling slowly along the wall, and ran over shouting.

Li Rulin and his wife couldn't care less and ran over in a hurry. Lin Shuirou arrived at Li Wanqing's side first, held Li Wanqing's head in her arms, and saw that her daughter's forehead was bleeding continuously, and she lost her size: "Qing'er, what's wrong with you?" Qing'er, wake up, Qing'er, don't scare your mother, Qing'er—" Following her distressed calls, Lin Shuirou burst into tears.

After all, Li Rulin is the head of the family, so he is calmer than Lin Shuirou. When he found that Li Wanqing was still breathing weakly, he quickly took Li Wanqing from Lin Shuirou's hands and carried him to the kitchen door. He did not forget to tell Lin Shuirou to find a doctor. .

Lin Shuirou just woke up like a dream, and wiped away her tears: "Okay, Mu Chen, you and your father go to see your sister, and your mother goes to the doctor."

"Okay." Li Muchen replied, without even looking at Mrs. Deng, he chased after his father and walked to the house where their family of three lived.

"Didn't you just hit your head, and you won't die, so you need to call for a doctor?" Deng didn't think so, pouted and walked out of the kitchen door. She saw her second daughter-in-law, Gu, standing in the small yard: "Go in and treat the doctor." The pieces were picked up."

"Mother, sister-in-law broke that bowl, and it's not me. It's sister-in-law who needs to clean it up." Gu's white and tender face is full of dissatisfaction. She has been married to the Li family for ten years. She never went into the kitchen again, and Lin Shuirou did all the housework by herself, and she was only responsible for taking care of her husband and son.

"Okay, one or two don't take me seriously, everyone thinks I'm old, right? In this case, I might as well die, old man, open your eyes and see, your unfilial son You have married such a cruel woman." Deng closed her eyes, patted her thighs with both hands and howled dryly.

Seeing Deng's howling, Gu's eyes jumped, and she hurriedly said, "Mother, don't cry, I'll just clean it up." Although she was able to live like a young mistress in the Li family, it was all because of Lin Shuirou, a soft persimmon, can hold everything on her body, so she can live so comfortably. If it weren't for Lin Shuirou, her hands would have been rough, because her family is a well-known dutiful son in the village , naturally reluctant to let Deng work.

Seeing Mrs. Gu enter the kitchen, Mrs. Deng stopped howling, and hummed softly: "Hmph, fight with me. With you, it's still very early." After speaking, he turned around and went back to the room with his waist twisted.

There was a doctor in the village, and soon Lin Shuirou brought the doctor. He was a little old man in his 50s.

Seeing the doctor, Li Rulin quickly stepped aside.

Li Muchen cleverly moved a stool and placed it in front of the kang, so that the doctor can conveniently see Li Wanqing.

It's just that the doctor's hand that took the pulse touched Li Wanqing's wrist and immediately retracted, as if he was touching a piece of hot potato.

Seeing the doctor's reaction, Li Rulin and Lin Shuirou's hearts arose. Lin Shuirou bit her lips tightly, afraid of hearing something she didn't want to hear.

"Doctor Li, what's wrong with my daughter?" No matter what the outcome is, as the pillar of the family, Li Rulin has to face it all the time.

"Ru Lin, prepare for Qing girl's funeral, alas—" He was still a step too late, Qing girl had no pulse.

"Qing'er—" Lin Shuirou collapsed, lying on the edge of the kang and crying bitterly.

Li Rulin took two steps back, unable to believe that his daughter who was sweetly calling him daddy at lunch just left.

"Sister—get up, get up and play with Chen'er, sister—" Li Muchen couldn't accept that the sister who kept smiling at him, touching her head and praising him would never wake up again, pushing Li Wanqing's body, crying.

Li Rulin, who was standing still, also shed precious male tears. In the small mud room, the sadness of Li Rulin's family of three was filled.

Dr. Li also felt sorry for the early death of Li Wanqing's young life.

After crying for a long time, Li Rulin remembered that his daughter was killed by his own mother. One was the mother who gave birth to him and raised him, and the other was the daughter who was born by his wife's hard work. The palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh. It was difficult for him to choose.

(End of this chapter)