Rebirth of the Little Lucky Star in 80s

The place where Shen Jianlin and Lin Xiujuan rented is a very old building. It is only four stories high. There are dozens of families living in it. Each family is only about 20 square meters. In the corridor outside, and on the wires that are tangled in a mess.

The place was dark and damp, the ground was wet, and the walls were moldy. As soon as you walked in, there was a musty smell, and the old couple frowned.

They didn't expect their son and daughter-in-law to live in such a place, how bitter!

Shen Jianlin held Fubao, opened the door with one hand, and said in embarrassment, "Mom and Dad, this house is small and not enough for so many people. I'll take you to the hostel later."

Entering the door, it is a dim room. If you don't turn on the lights, the day will be as dark as the night.

Shen Jianlin turned on the light, illuminating a small area inside.

Fubao couldn't help but sigh, this house is really small, not as big as the yard at home.

Although the house is small, it is clean and tidy, and there are not many messy things. Needless to say, it is Lin Xiujuan's credit. She is the most clean one. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the couple to bring the old couple and children here.

When Mrs. Shen saw that her son and daughter-in-law lived in such a place, it was dark and cramped, and the sound insulation was poor. She could hear the voices of the neighbors. She would definitely not be able to rest well at night. Her eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she slapped Shen Jianlin hard. Arm, "Why do you live in this place? Is this where people live? It's not as good as your own!"

Although my home is not very good, it is bigger than this house anyway. It has three rooms, a large stove, and a courtyard. It is too small for two people to live here.

Shen Jianlin rubbed the back of his head, "Mom, this is not... Xiujuan and I thought about the high expenses at home, and Fubao has to go to school in the future, so we have to save her tuition fees, if we can save it. It's fine. It's fine for us to live here. Right, daughter-in-law?"

Lin Xiujuan nodded, "Yes, Mom, Jianlin and I can live here. Anyway, we work part-time during the day and come back at night, so we don't pay too much attention to it, we can sleep in a bed."

"You stupid girl, don't say that, Mom knows you're wronged!" Old Mrs. Shen's eyes became even redder, and she patted Shen Jianlin again, "Look at you, what is this husband doing! They marry their daughters to their daughters. You, you didn't let her suffer with you! It's so humid here, you men can stand it, but women can't stand it! What should I do if the cold enters my body? Xiujuan's body is not very good, and she gave birth to five of our old Shen's family. Wa'er, especially when she gave birth to a baby girl, is a great hero of our family, and you let her live here, I... my mother really wants to beat you!"

Shen Jianlin's ears were red from the training, and he felt very guilty, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I'll change tomorrow... I'll go to the foreman to apply for the staff dormitory, where the environment is better."

"Then why didn't you apply before and let Xiujuan follow you in this ghost place? I think you really need a lot of money!"

"That's right! You kid, if you think about rheumatism and joint pain, don't drag Xiujuan!" Old Shen followed suit, and he was firmly on his wife's side.

The old couple thought of themselves so much, Lin Xiujuan was moved, and she was really glad that she met such a good in-law.

The reason why the old lady was afraid of her cold entering her body was because every time she had a menstrual period before, her stomach hurt badly. The old lady always boiled ginger soup or traditional Chinese medicine for her. Gradually, her pain became less severe. Now she was afraid that she would suffer again.