I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 34
Sheng'er, who had never heard that her mother could compose poems, was very interested in the poems she recited on a whim, and pulled her to ask, "Mother, what did you mean by that poem just now?"

Lin Chuqian turned her head and patted his hairy head. Unexpectedly, he didn't know the meaning of such a shallow poem. She sighed softly, and squatted down to see his immature face blushing.

"This poem actually tells a story." She smiled slyly. "It is said that many years ago, there were two boys named Huhe and Dangwu. They worked hard in the field every day, and they worked hard to grow food, and the amount of food they planted they If you can’t eat it yet, you have to sell it at the market to get living expenses, and the grain goes around and around, and when it reaches the rich people’s home, they carry rice, and the food is not too delicious. But to grow the grain, you have to hoe the grain, and I coughed and coughed at noon, but I didn’t even eat a decent amount of food.”

She talked nonsense in such a serious manner, Sheng'er frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Yeah." He suddenly raised his head excitedly, grinned innocently and romantically. "This story tells us that food cannot be wasted."

Lin Chuqian didn't know how Sheng'er broke it back automatically after she broke it like this. She smiled awkwardly, and finally her face turned away.

"Wrong, this story tells us that having money is the last word!"

After hearing this, Sheng'er scratched the back of her head in bewilderment.

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After teasing Sheng'er, Lin Chuqian smelled the smell of sweat on her body, and hurriedly got up to boil water for a bath.

There is no water heater in this broken yard, let alone a faucet. There is only a well. She can only boil the water on a small stove, and mix it with cold water to make do with washing.

For Lin Chuqian, who used to enjoy bath time, all this was a torment.She felt that since she reached Bai Jingjing, she had never taken a serious bath.

But the current conditions are like this, she can only fool around by cursing.

Lin Chuqian smelled her hair after coming out of the shower. Fortunately, although Bai Jingjing's body was shriveled and wrinkled, her hair was in good condition.

It's black and shiny, even though she hasn't washed it for a few days, it doesn't get oily, and it doesn't have dandruff.

Not bad.

Seeing that she had washed her hair, Sheng'er walked over to help her dry her hair very attentively.

Lin Chuqian readily accepted, sat on the chair, squinted her eyes and enjoyed Sheng'er's service.

This son is really filial.

She looked slightly sideways at his serious little face, a face that was just showing its outline, so delicate and handsome, fine-tuned phoenix eyes and thin lips, it was the standard configuration of a male protagonist in a novel.

Although he is still immature now, it can be seen that he will be a proper handsome boy when he grows up.

Lin Chuqian couldn't help laughing, and teased, "Sheng'er is so good, she looks so good-looking, I don't know which girl will take advantage of her in the future."

"Mother." Sheng'er was a little embarrassed.

She chuckled, the sun slanted on her body from the eaves, her whole body fell into the soft light and shadow, the warm feeling made her yawn, she asked a little loosely: "What is Sheng'er looking for in the future?" Such a girl as a daughter-in-law?"

Sheng'er carefully helped her wipe her hair, and combed it gently with a comb, patiently and earnestly as if she was doing a sacred thing.

He said: "In the future, I will look for a wife like my mother."

She clicked his tongue amusedly, but didn't take it to heart, but teased with a smirk: "Sheng'er is only five years old and already starts thinking about his wife? Tsk tsk"

Sheng'er was blushed by her continuous sighs, wanted to turn into anger but couldn't bear it, so she suppressed her face and continued to comb her hair seriously.

　I have been sick for the past few days, and the update is relatively slow. The main reason is that I want to save the manuscript first. The plan is to put it on the shelves at the end of next month. After it is put on the shelves, I will apply for free reading. I am very self-aware. Full time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)