As if he was worried that he would be left in the countryside by Ling Jiang, Ling Jiale kept following Ling Jiang around.
When Ling Jiang was lighting a fire in the kitchen, he stood guard at the door of the kitchen. When Ling Jiang went to fetch water from the well, he held on to the corner of Ling Jiang's clothes and wouldn't let go.
But after all, he was still young and had less energy than adults. After lunch, Ling Jiale couldn't help but start to take a nap.
Ling Jiang took the opportunity to carry him to the bed. As soon as his body touched the bed, Ling Jiale opened his eyes in excitement.
"Dad, I want to go back with you!"
Ling Jiang coaxed: "Okay, you go to sleep first, and we will go back when you wake up."
After hearing this, Ling Jiale couldn't stop feeling sleepy and quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Ling Jiang carefully pulled back the hem of his clothes that was held by Ling Jiale, and walked out of the house quietly.
"Dad, Chunhua and I will leave first. You take care of yourself."
Ling Jiang did not dare to speak too loudly for fear of waking up Ling Jiale who was sleeping in the room.
Li Dajun nodded and reluctantly sent the father and daughter out.
After Ling Jiang rode away on his bicycle, Li Dajun returned home and saw Li Li sitting in the main room with a sullen face. He couldn't help but sigh sadly.
"Who has offended you again? My son-in-law came to visit us specially and brought so many things. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
It's not that Li Li is dissatisfied, it's just that she doesn't feel good about it.
In the past few years since she was married to Ling Jiang, her life has been very tight, and she can't even wear a new piece of clothing all year round.
But now that she is divorced, her ex-husband wears a down jacket that she never dared to think of before, and her daughter, who has always been disliked by her, also wears a new cotton-padded jacket. However, she and her son are living in the countryside with such endless suffering. How could she not complain or be angry every day?
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Lingchuan looks reserved and calm on the surface, but he is actually a stubborn and stubborn person, such as when it comes to making his wife fat.
After living together for half a year, he had already figured out his wife's dietary preferences.
In order to make my daughter-in-law eat more, in addition to watching her drink a bottle of donkey-hide gelatin oral liquid every day, I also cook three meals a day according to my daughter-in-law's taste.
Although Yun Mo is not a foodie, when faced with a table of meals that perfectly suit her taste every day, she can't help but take a few more bites.
It’s okay to eat two more bites in one meal, but the accumulation of meal after meal shouldn’t be underestimated.
In just a few days, Yunmo's weight not only returned to before she lost weight, but also showed signs of overtaking it.
I have to say that my husband is really the biggest stumbling block on the road to weight loss.
But she can't think about losing weight for the moment, and is worried about another thing.
After being rejected by her, Yun Shixian went directly to the Zeng family.
What surprised her was that the Zeng family actually agreed to Yun Shixian's request.
When she received the household registration book and ID card from Zeng Xingguo, as well as the divorce letter signed by Yun Shixian, Yun Mo was both frightened and moved.
"Uncle Zeng, I know what I said next is a little unkind, but I still want to say that there is actually no need for you to let the Yun family go for me."
Zeng Xingguo smiled and patted her shoulder, "Actually, it's not all because of you. The Yun family has been operating in Jiang City for many years and is not easily defeated. Since Yun Shixian took the initiative to show weakness, he must have learned a lesson. Leaving leeway also gives yourself a way out."
Yun Mo was taught on the surface, but she was a little frightened in her heart.
Unexpectedly, even the Zeng family with a provincial background couldn't completely kill the Yun family. It seems that Yun Shixian's ability and ability are stronger than she imagined.
It is a happy event to successfully get back the household registration.
Yun Mo was planning how to celebrate, but suddenly she heard news that shocked her.
Yun Huan is dead.
The cause of death was pneumonia caused by a cold, which caused a series of complications such as pulmonary edema. He was rescued twice but could not be rescued.
Although Yun Mo has severed ties with the Yun family, in the eyes of outsiders, she has been raised by the Yun family for eighteen years, and she and Yun Huan have been sisters who have been together day and night for more than ten years.
Fragrance is still necessary.
This is how people are, you think you are being hypocritical, and others think you are hypocritical, and you also know that others think you are hypocritical, but you have to do it.
If you don't do it, people will have something to talk about, and they will talk about you behind your back as selfish, cold-blooded, and ruthless.
Yun Mo went to Yun's house the day after receiving the news.
The mourning hall was built in the yard of the Yun family. The decoration was very simple. There were not many guests paying condolences, and it looked a bit desolate.
As Yun Mo, she could go to the funeral room to pay homage to the body, but she was not interested in seeing the dead. After putting incense, she found a place to sit down, planning to stay for a while and then leave.
The mourning hall was built with tarpaulin and was as cold as an ice cellar. Yun Mo could only drink hot water to keep warm.
After drinking a glass of water and seeing that it was almost time, Yun Mo got up to go to the bathroom and leave.
Diagonally opposite the bathroom is the utility room, and there are faint voices coming from inside.
"...It's over, it's over. I'm itchy to death. Could it be that I was infected by the second lady?"
"...What nonsense are you talking about? The second lady has leukemia, which is not contagious."
"But there are a lot of red spots and pimples on the second lady's body, which looks scary. Oh, I'm so unlucky. I was asked to give the second lady a bath and change clothes..."
In the bathroom, Yun Mo looked at her face in the mirror and couldn't help but think deeply.
She knew that leukemia patients would have red spots on their bodies, but she had never heard of red spots and papules.
After coming out of the bathroom, Yun Mo did not leave, but walked along the stairs to the second floor.
The funeral room is located in the bedroom where Yun Huan lives.
All the original furniture and furnishings in the room were removed, white cloth and white chrysanthemums were hung all around, and an off-white coffin with an open lid was placed in the center of the room.
Yun Mo hesitated at the door for a moment before stepping into the room.
As he got closer to the coffin, a blue-gray withered face came into view.
Yun Mo turned her head away due to physical discomfort. She took a few deep breaths and waited until her mood stabilized before she dared to turn her head back.
Carefully examining Yun Huan's exposed skin, he found no red spots or pimples as the servant had mentioned.
Yun Huan's burial clothes were an off-white dress with a snow-white cape on the outside. The cuffs were so wide that if she lifted them up slightly, her little arms could be seen.
Holding back her heart palpitations, Yun Mo stretched out her hand and lifted up Yun Huan's sleeves.
It was only less than ten centimeters away, and a purple-red mark about the size of a thumb with signs of pus appeared on Yun Huan's arm.
At this moment, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the door. It seemed that a servant was leading guests to express condolences.
Yun Mo decisively took out the camera from the space, clicked the shutter on Yun Huan's arm, and then restored Yun Huan's sleeves as quickly as possible.
The visitors were a group of wealthy ladies who looked to be about the same age as Yun Huan.
They were all shocked when they saw Yun Mo staying alone in the mourning room.
They were friendly people who had come here a long time ago, but they didn't dare to come up to see the dead person, so they waited until now to come up together.
"I've finished mourning. I'm leaving now. You can do your own thing."
After saying that, Yun Mo didn't care about the reactions of others and left the funeral room.
After coming out of Yun's house, Yun Mo immediately went to the nearest photo studio and hurriedly cleaned out the photos she had just taken.