Chapter 3 Stealing Roasted Sweet Potatoes
Although the expected slap did not fall, Zhao Tianlei did not dare to open his tightly closed eyes. Lin Liangchen smiled in his heart and patted his son's little face.
At this time, Lin Liangchen discovered his son's little face. Because of improper care in winter, there were already red cracks and red scabs on his little face. For a moment, Lin Liangchen's heart seemed to be gouged out by a knife. , with bursts of pain, stretched out his swollen hand to touch his son's little face.
"Xiao Lei, does it hurt?"
Zhao Tianlei pinched his fingers, looked at Lin Liangchen's sincere eyes, nodded slowly, and cried out aggrieved: "Mother, I hurt..."
When Lin Liangchen was called by Zhao Tianlei, the distressed tears almost flowed down. He sniffed and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. When my mother is free, I can find something to wipe for you, and then it will be fine."
"it is good..."
Lin Liangchen patted his son on the shoulder and asked him to sit on the stool first, and then he rummaged through the box again, but Lin Liangchen rummaged through all the clothes and couldn't find a padded jacket his son was wearing.
Some were just clothes that could not be worn for a long time. They were either tattered or tattered, or they could no longer be worn when they were too small. Lin Liangchen felt decadent for a while. She remembered that the deity seemed to have made a new padded jacket for Zhao Tianlei and put it in the box. went?
Lin Liangchen couldn't ask his son directly, he honestly put the turned out clothes into the box again, sat on the bedside and sighed, the life of this deity was too bad, not to mention the house was broken, and the clothes could not be found. A few pieces of good, although the quilt was washed clean, but also tattered.
What day is this? Although her past life was not very good, at least she didn't say anything about food, clothing, housing and transportation. She also has fixed expenses every month, from constantly eating and drinking. ..
Before Lin Liangchen could finish his sigh, Mrs. Yu's scolding came over from the East Room, "Ms. Lin, you lazy woman, don't come out to cook for me, and don't look where the sun rises. Now, you are still dawdling to change your clothes, are you looking for a smoke..."
The last word, ah, before Mrs. Yu finished speaking, the sound of slamming the door came out again, Mrs. Yu's voice stopped abruptly, Lin Liangchen knew that it was the voice of his uncle Zhao Jiafu slamming the door, and couldn't help but chuckle. For a second, he secretly scolded Mr. Yu who deserved it.
When Lin Liangchen came out with her son in his arms, Mrs. Yu was not at home as Lin Liangchen thought. When she got to the kitchen, Lin Liangchen wanted to scoop up brown rice to cook, only to find that Mrs. Yu was not there. Where did she go to find something to cook?
Looking in the direction of the East House, it seems that the deity's father-in-law, Zhao Qingsong, hasn't gotten up yet. This Zhao Qingsong is still lying on the bed. In Lin Liangchen's memory, since the winter, the deity has been prepared every time. For the meal, the Yu family called someone, and Zhao Qingsong came out of the house to eat.
No wonder there were rumors in the village that in his early years, Zhao Qingsong relied on his appearance to get the wealthy aunt Liang Shi to marry him. Who would have thought that when Liang Shi was dying, he could see Zhao Qingsong's originality clearly. the face of...
Lin Liangchen touched his shriveled belly, whispered a few words to his son in his arms, and began to rummage in the kitchen. It's pureed sweet potatoes...
Sweet potatoes are not big, but fortunately they are not inedible. Lin Liangchen pondered for a while, then raised the two in his hands to show off to his son, "Xiao Lei, we have something to eat."
When it came to food, Zhao Tianlei's stomach grunted a few times, and the little guy looked at Lin Liangchen with embarrassment on his face.
Lin Liangchen smiled at his son, "Son, it's not shameful to starve, don't be embarrassed..."
Zhao Tianlei was relieved, his black eyes twinkled, and he stared at the sweet potato in Lin Liangchen's hand very greedily, wishing he could immediately swallow it into his belly, Lin Liangchen could feed his son raw.
After a quick shower, the fire was lit, and sweet potatoes were roasted in the kitchen. Mrs. Yu and Zhao Jiafu were not there, and Zhao Qingsong didn't get up again, so Lin Liangchen had to invite his uncle Zhao Jiafu in Mrs. Yu. before coming back.
The sweet potatoes have to be roasted, destroyed, and the corpse destroyed, so that the Yu family can't find any handle. Lin Liangchen would definitely not dare to do this in the past. If his son Zhao Tianlei wanted to eat it, he would only greet him with two slaps. past.
But now that she has changed, Lin Liangchen will not be as useless as the deity. She dares not disobey her mother-in-law, but she takes anger at her son. She has been a human being for two lifetimes. What she wants most is to have a son, but she was not given this chance in her last life. This life is different, although it is the son of the deity, now the Lord has become her, and the son has naturally become her...
Lin Liangchen was very conscious of the fact that Zhao Tianlei was his son. Worried that the time would be too late, Lin Liangchen was eager to achieve success and set the fire vigorously and violently, and soon the two little sweet potatoes suffered.
toasted...
Lin Liangchen and his son Zhao Tianlei squatted in front of the stove. You look at me and I look at you. In the end, Lin Liangchen gritted his teeth and simply continued to bake on a small fire.
Although very few sweet potatoes were eaten in the end, the mother and son were very happy. That kind of happiness was something Lin Liangchen couldn't ask for in his previous life. It was a smile from the bottom of his heart...
After destroying the sweet potatoes, Lin Liangchen opened the kitchen window to disperse the smell of the sweet potatoes, and washed his son's face and hands with water. the closer.
Lin Liangchen froze in his heart, and he suffered, Yu's persuaded Zhao Jiafu to come back...
It used to take half an hour each time, but I didn't expect it to be so fast today.
Zhao Tianlei looked anxiously on his face, looked at Lin Liangchen with a crying face, and said in a low voice, "Mother, what should I do, if grandma knew about it, she would definitely hit you."
"The soldiers will block the water and cover the soil. What are you afraid of?" Lin Liangchen said calmly, but he was still a little flustered. This kind of panic was not hers, but emanated from the deity's body.
as innate...
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