Seeing that Old Lady Jing had gotten up, Lin Zhi made hot tea and brought it to the old lady.
She said softly: "When did the old lady wake up?
She slept well."
"Well, I've been awake for a while.
What were you and Sister Jing muttering about in the yard?
Are you thinking about how to drive me away?"
Mrs.
Jing said and laughed strangely.
"How can you not?
After all, you are also Tian'er's grandmother, so you should stay here for a few days."
Lin Zhi replied slowly and calmly.
"Yes, Sister Jing is indeed a child of our Jing family.
She is very capable.
At such a young age, she has taken care of the house in an orderly manner.
I should stay here, take good care of her, and teach her more."
Some housekeeping.”
Mrs.
Jing's tone was also unhurried.
On the surface, it seemed that the scene between these two people was quite harmonious.
"Well, it's true that Sister Jing is capable, but I would rather she be like those favored children in other families, ignorant and carefree, acting like a spoiled child in the arms of her parents, playing under the knees of the elderly, and living a happy life.
Happy childhood."
Lin Zhi's tone was still calm, but every word struck Mrs.
Jing's heart.
Mrs.
Jing's face clearly showed a layer of anger, but she could not get angry.
After her chest heaved violently for a few times, her face softened slightly and she said, "Call Ah Zhong's wife to come in."
Lin Zhi guessed what Mrs.
Jing was thinking, but she couldn't help shouting.
Mrs.
Azhong came in, and Mrs.
Jing lowered her eyelids and ordered without looking: "Go, clean up a room for me and make it warm.
I want to live in it."
When Mrs.
Azhong heard this, she was a little confused.
She quickly turned to look at Lin Zhi.
Seeing Lin Zhi gently nodding her head, she said: "In the past, the house where our master and his wife lived has never been there."
After cleaning, it is very clean and very spacious.
Maybe the old lady will live in that room. " Old Mrs.
Jing suddenly became angry: "You let me live in the house of a dead person.
Are you cursing me to die soon?
You are a slave who looks down on others and I won't beat you to death."
As he said that, he raised his crutch and threw it at Mrs.
Azhong.
Sister-in-law Azhong didn't dare to dodge, she held on hard and let the crutch hit her back.
Lin Zhi couldn't stand it anymore and scolded Mrs.
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A Zhong: "Why don't you step back quickly?
What are you doing standing here in a daze?
You're making the old lady sick.
Can you bear it?"
When Mrs.
Azhong heard this, she ran out quickly, her face flushed with embarrassment.
She had never been beaten in all her years in the Lin family.
Lin Zhi felt very unhappy when she saw that Old Mrs.
Jing's domineering temperament had not restrained at all, and that Lai was still so domineering in other people's homes.
She silently picked up the needle and thread in the basket, scratched the tip of the needle in her hair, and He started making shoes stitch by stitch, completely treating Old Mrs.
Jing as nothing.
Old Mrs.
Jing was bored and wanted to leave, but she was unwilling to do so.
She didn't expect that Lin Zhi, who used to be trembling in front of her, would now become so sophisticated and defeat her without making a move.
It seemed that it would not be easy to get some money from here.
However, seeing Linzhi and the others living such a prosperous life, Mrs.
Jing felt very jealous, always thinking about getting a piece of the pie and taking advantage.
Even if you don’t get much money, it’s still good to have a few meals here.
Old Mrs.
Jing was worried and cleared her throat loudly, but Lin Zhi didn't even raise her eyebrows and was still concentrating on making the shoes in her hands.
Mrs.
Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Lingzhi, go and call my coachman.
I have something to say to him."
Lin Zhi didn't want to really tear her face apart from the old lady.
After all, it would still look ugly.
Therefore, when Old Mrs.
Jing opened her mouth, she responded, "Okay, I'll call you right away."
After a while, the carriage driver came in, and Old Mrs.
Jing said: "Look at my memory, I forgot that you were still outside just now.
You haven't had lunch?
Ask Azhong's wife to get some for you.
After you eat it, Just pick up your beautiful wife and go back.
Lin Zhi thinks they are living in a deserted place and wants to keep me here for a while.
Seeing how pitiful they are, I won't go back home with you.
Master, tell him not to worry about it."
The coachman had witnessed the scene of Old Mrs.
Jing acting mischievously outside the door.
Now he saw that she skillfully put a high hat on Lin Zhi's mouth, blocking Lin Zhi's mouth and putting gold on his own face.
He couldn't help but secretly despise her.
Down.
I thought to myself: If you want to talk about it, it must be these rich people who dare to say anything and do anything.
Their faces were beaten so hard that they were swollen, but they still held their heads high and held their chests high.
Well, this mind is really not that big.
If you want me, I'll die by soaking in urine.
Maybe it’s because I’m so small-minded that I’ve been poor all my life.
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Although I was thinking this, I had already skillfully displayed a respectful expression on my face.
I lowered my head and bent down and said softly: "Old lady, you are thinking of me.
I just ate at Azhong's house."
"Really?
That's good, then you can go back first."
Old Mrs.
Jing looked happy and sent the coachman away.
In fact, no one is stupid.
The coachman has long been aware of the turbulent atmosphere in this room.
When the old lady said this, he quickly slipped away and waited for the next message from the Lin family's old house to see what happened.
What kind of fun can I pick up?
The news that Mrs.
Jing is going to live in the Lin family's old house for a while is breaking news for everyone in the Yang family.
After hearing such news, Yang Tao couldn't help but feel a little downcast.
He sighed heavily, folded his hands on his shoulders, and squatted on the ground.
His wife, Mrs.
Leng, even beat her chest and beat her feet: "Oh my god, the old saying is still true.
A salted fish can turn over, and a donkey dung egg can still have a fever, let alone a big living person."
"Why are you saying that my vision is so short-sighted?
I only saw the decline of Jing Fushun, but I couldn't remember that Jing Xiaotian is her biological daughter.
Blood is thicker than water.
No matter what, can this girl not care about her biological father and grandmother?"
"Tell me, why did I hide just now?
I came out to pour a glass of water for Sister Yang Xiang and talk to her.
I can't lose a piece of meat.
It's really crazy.
I have been cautious for so many years.
I prayed for thirty-six times. , all I have to do is tremble, what should I do if I have offended our aunt at this juncture?"
"Who would have thought that Sister Yang Xiang's treasured sword is still young, and she can completely settle Lin Zhi's mother and daughter with just one step.
After all, old age is still hotter."
"What to do now, what to do, how to remedy it, how to remedy it":