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Chapter 77 Don't mention that dead girl to me

Author: Xixingxing

Ling's mother turned her head and looked at her, her eyes full of joy, and then looked out: "Why didn't Zhaoyang come back?"

Ling Yue walked into the room, put the things on the table, and said, "It's on the warehouse."

Ling's mother seemed very alert and asked her: "Xiaoyue, what are you doing when you come back at this time? Isn't Zhaoyang busy with work?"

"Isn't this your birthday soon? We'll come back to celebrate your birthday."

Ling's mother's face changed and she angrily shouted: "Nonnao, I celebrate my birthday every year. What birthday do you want you to celebrate? You should go back to work and go to school. Don't make me feel unhappy."

"Mom, why are you just having trouble with me?" Ling Yue held her hand, she looked around, but didn't see Ling Xiaohua, and asked, "Xiaohua, why didn't you see her?"

Ling's mother couldn't bear to let go of Tongtong and kept holding it in her hand.

She snorted heavily: "Don't mention that dead girl to me. Now I don't do anything, I'll mess around with a gangster all day long!"

Ling Yue frowned: "Mom, no matter how lazy Xiaohua is, you can't ruin her reputation!"

What girls like most is reputation. If reputation is bad, how can she get married?

"You don't know." Ling Yue looked at her helplessly, "Tell me the truth, don't say that you can't find anyone, I haven't seen this dead girl in three days."

Ling Yue's heart skipped: "Mom, what's going on? Tell me about it?"

Ling's mother sighed: "When talking about this, you have to blame your father for letting her go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy seeds."

Ling's mother said concisely: "It's also a big blame for our family's poorness. That dead girl took a fancy to someone else's motorcycle and followed him all day long. Tell me, if it's really a good child, we won't say it.

What, but who is that? There is a blind mother at home, and my father is a drunkard. When I get drunk, I will vent my breath on his blind mother. Do you think she will marry me, can I rest assured?"

Ling Yue's face turned cold: "Then she hasn't come back for three days, have you never been to look for her?"

"Why didn't there? But our legs can't catch the two wheeled motorcycles! As soon as they recharged the accelerator, I couldn't even see the butt of the car."

Ling's mother was filled with sadness when she mentioned this.

"Everyone says that a girl is not a big shot. I think she will be ruined by this gangster for the rest of her life!"

"Mom, didn't you go to the other party's house to look for it?"

"I looked for it. When I saw us over, the man ran away with your sister. How could we catch up with you!"

Ling Yue frowned: "Mom, where is that man's home? I'll meet him!"

"Okay, you just came back and haven't eaten yet, so don't worry about her. I'll cook for you."

Ling's mother put Tongtong on the ground and started cooking rice.

As soon as the rice sat on the coal stove, Ling's father came back with a load of green-skinned oranges.

Seeing so many oranges, Ling’s mother was full of displeasure: “Xiaoyue, you can’t spend so much money even if you have money. Why do you buy so many oranges for?”

"Mom, this is not much. I'm thinking about passing the table, otherwise I'll buy it and do something."

Ling Yue successfully lit Ling Yue again: "Tell me, how much is Zhaoyang’s monthly salary, why don’t you know how to save some money? What to do if you buy these useless things!"

"I will buy it if I don't buy it. Can you return it?"

Ling Yue rolled up her sleeves to help wash vegetables, and asked three more questions: "By the way, mom, how many tables do you plan to hold on this birthday?"

"Cook, please?"

"Have you all informed?"

Ling's mother looked down on her face: "This is the case in our family, so I will not burden you anymore."

"I bought all the bulk goods I passed on. If you say you don't do it, don't do it?"

"As long as you live well, you will be able to do it. We all step into the coffin with one foot, so we won't be able to do this."

"That won't work. I'll go to discuss it with my uncle in the afternoon."

"If you dare to go, my legs will be discounted!"

Ling's mother glared at her eyes and saw Wang Zhaoyang coming over with a bag of melon seeds.

She hurriedly met her, took the things and put them on the ground.

"Zhaoyang, what did you buy again?"

"Melon seeds."

Ling's mother's face was a long time: "I don't plan to do it, and you didn't discuss it with me. Why are you just running back rashly?"

"Mom, look at what you said, how many people can have sixty? If you don't have sixty, you still want to wait until seventy?"

"Sister, where to put the eggs?"

While talking, Ji Zhongqiu walked in with an egg in his arms.

Ling's mother was slightly stunned and suddenly became furious: "Are you emptying the grocery store? It's eggs and melon seeds!"

Ling Yue didn't expect Ling's mother to suddenly get angry. She ignored her and called Wang Zhaoyang: "Zhaoyang, please help me put it down."

Seeing that the person carrying the egg was a stranger, Ling's mother looked at Ji Zhongqiu in surprise and asked Ling Yue: "Ling Yue, whose child is this?"

"Oh, this is our friends in Qingpu City. I heard that you have a birthday, so I have to come with us to see you."

Ji Zhongqiu quickly shouted: "Hello Auntie, I'm Ji Zhongqiu."

Ling's mother responded and poured him a glass of water: "Come on, you're so thirsty, drink a glass of water."

After giving the water to Ji Zhongqiu, Ling's mother scolded Ling Yue again: "Tell me about you, and you don't even say anything, I thought it was Qingfeng!"

"Mom, what's wrong with me?"

Ling Yuefeng carried a load of green-skinned oranges in the house and complained to her: "Mom, my sister is so good at tidying. I think this orange is probably two or three hundred kilograms!"

In front of outsiders, Ling's mother was not angry, so she just glared at Ling Yue: "Okay, my children are grown up, you can do whatever you like!"

Seeing her relieved, Ling Yue was not vague: "Qingfeng, come with me to my uncle's house in the afternoon."

Ling's mother was so anxious that she twisted her waist.

Ji Zhongqiu grew up so old that he had never been to the countryside outside Qingpu City. He put down his eggs and walked around in front and behind the Ling family house.

The Ling family's acres of brick house is located next to the bamboo forest. There is a large area of ​​farmland in front of the house. The rice in the farmland is green and yellow. When the breeze blows, the rice waves are surging in the fields.

The rice fields used to be a green mountain, and at the foot of the mountain were homes with a brick and green tiled houses like the Ling family.

There is a fish pond on the left, and there are a few willow trees planted beside the pond, and a large bamboo forest on the right.

Behind the house is the cultivated vegetable field, and the vegetable field is still on the mountain.

I didn't see the river Tongtong mentioned on the train.

After turning, he sat on the lounge chair under the Ling family grape trellis, picked a bunch of crystal clear grapes and started eating.

"Uncle Ji, I want to eat too."

When Tongtong saw it, she ran over from the house with her calf and begged him to pick a bunch of it for herself.

Ji Zhongqiu handed her what was in her hand: "It's so sour, can you eat it?"

Tongtong hesitated for a moment, pinched one and put it in her mouth. She swallowed it without even vomiting her skin: "You are lying!"

Just as two people, one big and one small, were fighting under the grape trellis, Ling's mother prepared the meal and brought it to the table.
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