In the room, several old ladies were talking in a flurry of words, giving examples of which girl had been raped, how to be a new person, etc.
Yang Lina felt sleepy after listening to it, supporting her chin with one hand, as if she was not the injured person, but the one listening to the story.
The kang was heated by Li Jingming, and when he was about to fall asleep, several old ladies saw that the sky was getting dark, and then they got up and left.
Yang Lina stretched and looked at Li Jingming dissatisfied. Li Jingming was also very upset. It was difficult to explain this kind of thing.
After finally sending the person away, Li Jingming was afraid that someone would come to inquire about the information again, so he locked the door early, poured black-bone chicken soup from the pot, and brought it directly to the bed from the table.
There is a large plate of dry-pot shrimps on the table, as well as a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a pot of black-bone chicken soup, and two bowls of rice.
Yang Lina's eyes widened. This meal was so sumptuous.
It seems that apart from going out to a restaurant that day, my family has never had such a rich meal.
This prodigal man has killed three or four chickens in the past two months. I don’t know if the chickens are waiting to be eaten tomorrow. At least there is plenty of meat.
Yang Lina was heartbroken, holding her chopsticks in her mouth, not knowing which one to eat first.
The little daughter-in-law stared at the food stupidly, her expression in Li Jingming's eyes was very cute. Before she could use her chopsticks, she filled a large bowl of black-bone chicken soup and placed it in front of Yang Lina. She picked up the dry-pot shrimps and started peeling them.
Peel them all and place them neatly on the plate in front of Yang Lina.
"Eat quickly, didn't you yell for it? It's all yours."
Li Jingming smiled and stuffed the peeled shrimp into Yang Lina's mouth.
Yang Lina couldn't hide her emotion, smiled slightly, picked up a shrimp and brought it to Li Jingming's mouth.
"This is delicious. Try it. I can't finish it by myself. There's also black-bone chicken soup."
The silly smile made Li Jingming feel a little dazed and his Adam's apple surged.
It's not that he doesn't like to eat it, but since the stuff is getting expensive, he still keeps it for his little wife to eat.
Yang Lina held up the shrimp stubbornly with a determined look on her face, but was not ready to put down her arms. Li Jingming couldn't resist and opened his mouth to eat the shrimp.
The scene of the two sitting on the bed eating was very harmonious, and from time to time there was the sound of Yang Lina laughing.
After finishing the meal, Yang Lina was in a panic, thinking that the meat she had lost recently would probably come back.
However, I have to say that Li Jingming's soup-making skills are very good, and in this era, men who are willing to cook for women are really responsible.
Yang Lina is very satisfied with this kind of life.
Li Jingming took the initiative to wash the dishes. As night fell and he had just climbed into bed after washing, his mother-in-law Wang Ying's shouts came from outside the door.
Thinking of what happened last time, Yang Lina secretly had a headache, worried that the person who came was not good.
As a result, when Wang Ying came in, she was holding a ceramic jar in her hand.
She glanced at the people sitting in the corner and placed the ceramic jar on the table.
Yang Lina called out "Mom" in a small voice.
"You have been wronged in the past two days. I gave you a black-bone chicken soup. It is still hot now. You can drink some while it is hot."
Black chicken soup?
Li Jingming also looked shocked.
When they separated, they didn't leave a single chicken behind.
Where does this black chicken soup come from?
Moreover, the last time she hit someone, Li Jingming was sure that his mother had a problem with Yang Lina. Why was the matter so big this time and he could still send black chicken soup?
It's simply surprising.
Yang Lina was surprised. Wang Ying's attitude suddenly changed, and she couldn't believe it.
Last time, after just listening to a few words from Old Man Wang, he came over to act and even hit someone.
This time, there was a lot of scandal surrounding her, but she didn't get angry, and even served her black chicken soup.
Could it be that black-bone chicken soup is poisonous?
Yang Lina's face changed slightly and she wanted to refuse.
However, if you refuse, I'm afraid the relationship between the two will be in dire straits again.
"Um...Mom, I'm quite full from dinner, but I really can't drink anymore. How about I drink it tomorrow morning?"
Yang Lina asked tentatively. She was really holding on. She was probably drinking, and even Li Jingming would vomit it out.
"Don't worry, it's not poisonous."
Wang Ying finished speaking coldly, opened the lid, picked up the ceramic jar, poured half a bowl of soup into the lid, and drank it.
"Mom, where did you get this black-bone chicken? Aren't all our chickens here?"
Li Jingming asked mindlessly. He watched his mother's face turn from red to green.
"We don't have it at home, so I won't buy it elsewhere. After you drink it tomorrow morning, remember to bring the jar back to me. I'll go back first."
Wang Ying treated Li Jingming coldly and fiercely, and then said to Yang Lina: "You have a good rest these two days. When Jingming goes to the mine in a few days, you can live in my yard. If you don't want to,
I'll ask Jingcheng to take some time to come over tomorrow and tidy up your other room, so that Jingcheng and his wife can live there and keep you company in the evening."
After Wang Ying finished speaking, he turned and left before the two of them could speak.
Yang Lina found it incredible that Wang Ying had really changed her gender.
She is usually the kind of person who is reluctant to spend a penny randomly, but today she actually spent money and bought a black-bone chicken for Yang Lina.
Li Jingming sent his mother to the door. He wanted to say something, but he hesitated.
"Jingming, live a good life! Mom is gone."
Wang Ying knew that her son had doubts in his heart, but she didn't give Li Jingming a chance to speak. After speaking, she turned around and left.
Li Jingming closed the door, feeling depressed in his heart. He looked up at the dotted sky above his head, exhaled, and then entered the house.
"Do you still want to drink?"
Li Jingming stood by the bed, unable to calm down for a moment. He also wondered, what was wrong with his mother?
"I really can't drink anymore. My stomach is almost bursting. If I drink it now, I won't be able to sleep tonight."
Regardless of Wang Ying's plans, Yang Lina is still very happy.
At least, the relationship between the two has taken a small step closer.
"Then let me rub it for you later."
Soon, Li Jingming took Yang Lina into his arms and rubbed her stomach with his rough hands. However, Yang Lina felt very awkward and leaned against him with her back, nervous and motionless.
Li Jingming snickered to himself, but he didn't do anything too much. He rubbed Yang Lina until she fell asleep, helped her tuck the quilt in, and then he planned to fall asleep.
At this moment, Yang Lina was lying next to him, but he felt that it was extremely unreal. He reached out and pinched his thigh.
The pain seems to be real.
As soon as I closed my eyes, the scene of Yang Lina being tied up came to my mind.
This picture almost became a nightmare in his life.
Hold Yang Lina's hand tightly, place it where your heart is beating, and feel the real warmth of her palm.
He knows in his heart that this is love.
People are around you, but you are afraid that they will disappear in the blink of an eye.
A long time passed before I closed my eyes.
Wang Ying was actually a little sad. He originally planned to watch Yang Lina finish drinking the black-bone chicken soup and say a few more words, but when he saw her red and swollen cheeks, he didn't know what to say.
That face was much prettier than Jingxuan's. She was reluctant to touch Jingxuan, but he hit her.