Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Qi Shu just looked at Liu Wenhui indifferently, without even a trace of mother-son affection in his eyes.

The frown between his eyebrows was like a handful of ice and snow from the Tianshan Mountains that had not melted for thousands of years, especially cold and cold.

He was so indifferent, Liu Wenhui felt like her heart was being cut by a knife just by looking at him.

The sadness just now was fake, but now because of Qi Shu's attitude, he felt really sad.

[Is Qi Shu... a little too cold? 】

[Does this mean that you have a wife and forget about your mother? It’s just a piece of cloth, isn’t it? 】

[Am I abnormal or is Qi Shu abnormal? Why do I feel that he is different from before?]

[I feel this way too, the beauty scholar has never shown such an expression before]

[You still don’t allow people to grow? The family has become like this, can he still be true, kind and beautiful? 】

[It’s not true, good or beautiful, it’s just...]

[You feel right, the Qishu core seems to have been changed as well]

[Both Zhao Ningning and Qi Shu are not normal, and they have probably been replaced]

[As a loyal fan of beauties and talents, I want to say that Qi Shu now is definitely not Qi Shu half a month ago]

[Yes, the beauty scholar used to be gentle and obedient, but now...]

【Looking like two different people!】

【Why are there so many strange things happening in this live broadcast room? 】

[Is it because the people have changed?]

Liu Wenhui looked at Qi Shu with tearful eyes. After finally confirming that her son had no intention of helping her and had been indifferent, she bit her lip and got up from the ground.

Tears fell like broken beads. Liu Wenhui was born extremely beautiful. Even though she is now a grandmother, her charm is still there.

When a man sees her like this, he really can't help but hold her in his arms for comfort.

It's a pity that the people standing in the courtyard either don't understand the style, or are too young to understand it.

So after Liu Wenhui shed tears, she still had to go into the house and take out the two pieces of cloth.

She was diligent, and the piece of cloth Zhao Ling bought for Xiaohua had already been cut. Fortunately, she hadn't started making clothes yet, so she could still make clothes for Xiaohua.

It's another piece of cloth...

Zhao Ling glanced at Zhao Xiaohe and saw that the other person lowered his head nervously, so he just passed him over without saying anything.

"Did you buy it for your father? Did you forget to take it back?" She found an excuse and passed the words directly.

Zhao Xiaohe was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at Zhao Ling in disbelief.

But Zhao Ling did not look at her again, but said to Qi Shu: "I have not wronged anyone, have I? Although we are still a family at present, there are some things that we have to separate. If I make money in the future, I will take the initiative to buy cloth and clothes for you.

, will be delivered to you. Now these things are obviously not for you, so don’t take them away without permission.”

These words did not save Liu Wenhui any face. After Zhao Ling finished speaking, he took Xiaohua's hand and entered his house.

She was fortunate that the Qi family was considered a big family at first, and there happened to be three rooms in the house where each could live in his or her own place.

Otherwise, she would definitely be angry to death if she was still squeezed together with one of the mother and son.

After sitting down on the bed, Zhao Ling first took out the flower she bought and tied it on Xiao Hua. Then she gestured to Xiao Hua with the cloth and said, "Mom, will I make you a new skirt?"

Xiaohua clapped her hands happily, her big eyes turned into crescent moons: "Okay, thank you, mother."

After saying that, he hugged Zhao Ling's arm, climbed up and kissed her on the cheek.

The soft touch, the child's sincere love and dependence, seem to come to you at the same time.

Let Zhao Ling sit on the bed and pause for a long time.

When he regained consciousness, Zhao Xiaohe entered the house at some point.

She quietly glanced at Zhao Ling a few times, then tentatively said: "Sister-in-law, colorful clothes..."

"I'm looking for someone to do it for me." Zhao Ling was very frank and said directly, "I don't know how to do it."

She didn't know how to do needlework herself, and Zhao Ningning's needlework wasn't very good in her memory, so she simply stopped pretending.

But when Zhao Xiaohe heard this, he immediately said: "I will help Xiaohua do it."

"You know how to make clothes?" Zhao Ling was really surprised this time.

A fifteen-year-old girl is a good cook and a popular actress. She is also kind, brave and motivated. No wonder she can become a heroine!

Zhao Xiaohe nodded, but he was extremely humble, "I can only make simple things. The flowery clothes are not big, so I should be able to do it."

Zhao Ling thought, since she has already taken the initiative to ask for help, what she can do must not be easy.

If it was simple, why would you want to make a suit of clothes for the male protagonist?

But Zhao Xiaohe was willing to do it, and there was no need to find someone else. Zhao Ling immediately said: "Okay, I'll trouble you. When you finish it, I will give you fifty yuan for the craftsmanship fee."

Zhao Xiaohe was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands repeatedly: "No, sister-in-law, I just want to..."

Zhao Ling understood her purpose and simply stopped the conversation: "I won't pry into your affairs. Everyone has their own secrets. We all need our own private space, and you don't need to explain anything to me.

"

If Zhao Xiaohe still doesn't understand what Zhao Ling means, then her life has really been in vain all these years.

Apparently, Zhao Ling already knew what she was going out for, but he never told her.

But Zhao Xiaohe doesn't understand...

After my sister-in-law discovered that she was acting sneaky, she not only followed her secretly, but also told her grandma in a blink of an eye.

Why are you staying out of it now?

Could it be that he was afraid of being beaten by Mr. Ling?

Zhao Xiaohe looked at Zhao Ling with a complicated expression for a long time. He really couldn't understand it, so he simply stopped thinking about it and left the room feeling relaxed.

But at this time, the system came out uncharacteristically: "Are you going to establish a good relationship with the female protagonist first, and then take the opportunity to approach the male protagonist and drug him?"

Zhao Ling: "Huh?"

She had forgotten about doing the task, how could she think of this level?

But the system obviously didn't notice that she was distracted, and said to herself, "This method is feasible, but Ling Yehan is a smart person and has a deep city. You have to be careful when the time comes, so as not to be beaten again by him."

Zhao Ling: "...Okay."

Thank you to the system for finally having some conscience and learning to remind her.

But don’t worry about tasks or anything like that, let’s make some money first.

…

Early the next morning, while Huahua was still sleeping soundly in bed, Zhao Ling and Zhao Xiaohe got up and prepared to go to the mountain.

The morning porridge was cooked in advance as usual, but this time, Zhao Ling made a small start for Huahua.

The adults in the family eat whole grains, but Xiaohua cooks refined rice with eggs.

Children are growing and their nutrition needs to keep up.

Zhao Ling felt that since she had decided to raise a baby, she had to raise her standards slightly.

We can't just let her live, right?

After getting everything ready, the two of them walked out of the yard and went to the mountain.

Not many people come to pick honey locusts so early. After all, although this item is a necessity at home, it is not so urgently needed because it can be found everywhere.

When everyone had free time, they would go up the mountain to pick some and bring them back for preparation. It was rare for people like Zhao Ling and others to come here carrying large baskets on their backs.

After entering the forest, Zhao Ling met two women returning in a carriage.

When the two people saw them picking acacias, they rolled their eyes, as if they were thinking of something. But before they could say anything, Zhao Ling and Zhao Xiaohe crossed the crowd and went to the other side of the mountain.