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

When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she jumped in anger.

She put her hands on her waist, pointed in the direction of Chief Zhao's house outside the door, and cursed a lot like pouring beans.

After being tired of scolding, he sat down and panted and asked his granddaughter to fetch water for Old Zhao to wash himself. At the same time, he discussed with Old Zhao: "If others don't go, let's go. Anyway, there's not much work in the fields, and it's not like picking honey locusts."

No matter what the trouble, I can help my daughter as much as I can."

Old Man Zhao nodded his head obediently and said in a muffled voice: "That's okay, ask the boss and the second child to go too."

He didn't dare to use the third child. It was Mrs. Zhao's cherished treasure, and no one dared to say a word.

But in Mrs. Zhao's heart, compared to her daughter, Zhao Laosan is also more manageable. She said herself, "She calls Laosan Zhao, idles around all day long, and hasn't brought back a penny after being out for half a year. It's better to help her sister at home."

Very busy."

Old man Zhao said "hmm" again, raised his head and looked at the pouring rain outside, feeling a little worried: "The rain is a bit heavy tonight, and I don't know if it will stop tomorrow morning."

If you keep going down, you won't be able to go up the mountain.

…

The rain got heavier and heavier in the middle of the night, and the sound of splashing woke Zhao Ling several times.

The next time she woke up, she heard something coming from the next door, like something collapsing.

Thinking of the small study next door, Zhao Ling was a little worried. After covering Xiaohua with a quilt, he got dressed and opened the door.

The water drops under the eaves continuously made deep pits on the ground. Zhao Ling stuck his head out and looked to the side, and heard the door next door also opened.

She walked outside and looked at each other with Qi Shu who came out.

After a while, Zhao Ling finally asked: "What's wrong?"

Qi Shu turned around and looked at the house where it was raining heavily outside and light rain inside. He smiled and sighed: "It's leaking."

"Huh?" Zhao Ling hurriedly stepped forward, then raised his head and opened his mouth in surprise.

The leakage of rain in this house is no longer just a matter of drops, but the waterproof function of the entire roof has failed, and rainwater has collected in several places, leaking downward like a small stream.

This is not the same as in the kitchen. Even if I pick it up with a basin, I don't know where to pick it up.

Zhao Ling took a closer look and saw that Qi Shu's bed had been moved to the side, but it was basically completely soaked. There was also a lot of rainwater on the ground, making it impossible to stand on it.

The two were strangely silent for a moment, and then Zhao Ling said, "Come to this room and sleep."

Qi Shu did not refuse and nodded gently: "Okay."

Seeing the two people entering the house one after another, the few night owls left in the live broadcast room all became excited.

[Are we going to see the most exciting scene ever?]

[The two of them are finally going to sleep in the same bed, so excited]

[Hehehe, there are no people in the live broadcast room at the moment, so the treatment is good]

[I hope Qi Xiucai can live up to his expectations and capture Xiao Zhao as soon as possible]

[I think it was Xiao Zhao who took down Qi Xiucai]

[The process is not important, what is important is the result]

[Go to sleep together. Please don’t block the system this time. We are all adults, okay?]

[That is, members cannot see it?]

【No!! Qishu, why are you thinking about building a floor?】

During this period of excited discussion, the two people who entered with the front foot began to discuss who should sleep on the floor.

At first, Qi Shu said that he made the floor. After all, he was a man and he could not let his wife sleep on the floor.

But Zhao Ling looked at his extra thin face and knew that his body was not as healthy as he thought, so he said compassionately: "Forget it, you can sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep below."

Qi Shu was about to retort, but Zhao Ling said: "Stop making yourself sick. As you know, I don't like to live with patients."

I don't know where this sentence hit Qi Shu. His face paused, his smile disappeared, and he quickly calmed down and nodded.

Xiao Hua slept inside the bed, and Qi Shu lay fully clothed outside.

Zhao Ling slept in the same place where Zhao Xiaohe originally slept, but it rained today, so the floor felt extremely damp and cold.

Zhao Ling frowned, endured it, and turned over to continue sleeping.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned her back, Qi Shu opened his eyes and looked deeply at the back of her head.

Different from his usual gentle and gentle look, his eyes were somewhat searching and indescribably awe-inspiring. It wasn't until Zhao Ling's breathing gradually became steady and long that he closed his eyes again.

The heavy rain was raging, and the whole yard was filled with the sound of rain.

There was also rain leaking in the big house, but it wasn't serious, but the ticking sound was still annoying.

Zhao Ling was woken up and felt cold all over.

She stood up and sat for a while. Seeing that Qi Shu and Xiao Hua only occupied half of the bed, and half of the bed was empty, she gritted her teeth and moved to the bed.

We are all civilized people, so what’s wrong with sleeping in the same bed?

She doesn't take advantage of Qi Shu.

Besides, this body is still Qi Shu’s wife. The child has been given birth, so what’s the point of being pretentious here?

After some mental preparation for himself, Zhao Ling felt at ease and pulled some quilt to cover his feet, then closed his eyes again.

Probably because there was a heat source nearby, the clammy coldness and ticking sound were no longer unbearable for her, and she quickly fell back to sleep.

Drowsily, she felt as if someone turned around, covered her with a quilt, and held her in his arms.

The night passed, and the heavy rain stopped in the early morning.

The ground outside the house was still slippery, and the paths in the village were even muddy, but the sun rose as usual.

Seeing that the weather was good and it seemed like a sunny day, those in the village who got the news immediately went to the mountain with their backpacks on their backs after the road had dried up a little.

Mrs. Zhao also got up very early and called all the family members. Except for the two daughters-in-law who had to feed pigs, chickens and ducks at home, wash clothes and cook, everyone else went up the mountain to pick honey locusts.

Zhao Xiaohe finished washing up, changed into a pair of shoes, and carried the backpack first.

When she saw Mrs. Zhao coming out of the house, she thought for a while and said, "Grandma, I'll go pick it with you first. My sister-in-law asked me to be responsible for receiving and inspecting the goods. Then I have to go to Qi's house to watch."

Mrs. Zhao glanced at her and said "hmm" expressionlessly.

Zhao Xiaohe was not angry, and just warned: "It rained last night, and today's honey locusts and hibiscus leaves must be wet. When you pick them back, you can put them in the yard to dry first, and then bring them back when the moisture is gone. Otherwise,

Squeeze the scale and make my sister-in-law suffer."

"Okay, okay, I know, I still need you, a little girl, to teach you."

Mrs. Zhao was very impatient. Seeing Zhao Xiaohe go directly to the door, she shouted again: "You damn girl, why don't you go without eating something?"

Zhao Xiaohe had already run far away, and his voice came from afar: "I'm not hungry. I'll go to my sister-in-law's house to eat at noon!"

"My sister-in-law, I know how to eat your sister-in-law."

Mrs. Zhao lowered her voice and muttered to herself, "Sooner or later, your sister-in-law will be destitute."