My husband is a sick cat

Zhou, who was angry in her heart but cold on the outside, was stunned when she heard Lu Jian's words, and then realized that she had just misunderstood.

But hearing what Lu Jian said was a bit strange. As a daughter, how could she casually say that she had never slept with a man?

"You are already married to my son. Instead of living in the same room with him, you come to sleep with me. What's going on?"

When Ms. Zhou said this, her attitude softened again. Although she still didn't like Lu Jian very much, people came in and her son liked her. She also wanted the two of them to live a good life.

Although she is not a smart person, she still sees a difference in her son's state today. You must know that before getting married, although Tang Ying had never said anything about committing suicide, he was silent most of the time, and the whole person was also Spiritless.

Tang Ying's condition today is much better than before. Moreover, those words she took the initiative to say seemed to mean she wanted to live, so if for no other reason, as long as Lu Jian could make her son have the desire to live. , she can tolerate all Lu Jian's bad things.

Of course, she would not tell Lu Jian these words, otherwise she was really afraid that this tough daughter-in-law would really get on top of her and dominate her.

Zhou had a lot of little thoughts, but Lu Jian couldn't see it, or she didn't want to understand at all, but she could hear the softening of the other person's tone and thought for a moment.

"Tang Ying's health is not good, and I don't sleep well. If I sleep with him, I'm afraid I will hurt him."

Lu Jian said this sincerely, and Mrs. Zhou immediately frowned. In this case, she would naturally not want the two of them to sleep together, but she couldn't let her new wife sleep with her, right?

"Then how about I get another bed, and you each have a bed, but it has to be in the same room, and no one else can know about it."

Zhou was still unable to make Lu Jian really sleep on the floor, so in the end she could only grit her teeth and come up with this plan, not letting others know because she was worried about the gossips in the village.

Naturally, Lu Jian had no objection to being able to have a bed by herself. She agreed immediately, tied her combed hair into a bundle, and put down the comb.

"I've finished cleaning up. Let's go and clean up the yard. But are all those tables ours? There are so many tables. You can just use them to make beds. There's no need to buy any more."

She doesn't quite understand the concept of money, but it doesn't stop Lu Jian from being diligent and thrifty in running a household.

"Of course not. Those tables were all borrowed from people in the village. How can I have so many tables at home?"

When Zhou said that, he raised his eyes and saw Lu Jian's ponytail hairstyle, and immediately frowned: "What kind of hairstyle do you have? How can anyone comb their hair like you? What's the difference between this and disheveled hair?"

Lu Jian didn't think there was anything wrong with being like this. She didn't even have long hair in the apocalypse, so she didn't know how to style it. After traveling here, it was Sun Xiaohua who helped her comb her hair. Anyway, she doesn't know how to do it. hairstyle.

"I will only wear my hair like this."

"Didn't your mother teach you how to comb your hair?"

"No."

At this time, whether there is or not, we can only say no.

The expression on Zhou's face changed, and then she remembered that Lu Jian's mother was not her biological mother, but her stepmother.

How many stepmothers can be good? This was the consensus of almost everyone, so Zhou did not doubt Lu Jian's words, and even felt a little sympathy for Lu Jian.

"Sit down and I'll teach you."

"Oh."

Lu Jian sat down obediently. She naturally wanted someone to help her comb her hair. As for learning, it was impossible to learn. It was too troublesome.

As a woman who could support her family through embroidery, Zhou was naturally skillful. She quickly helped Lu Jian make a simple and beautiful woman's hair bun, and even found a plain silver hairpin from Lu Jian's dowry for her to wear. superior.

Lu Jian looked in the mirror and was a little amazed at how she seemed to look better after being cleaned up by Mrs. Zhou.

"You are so awesome, you can actually do such beautiful hair!"

Since her husband's death, Ms. Zhou has never heard anyone praise her. She has heard more slanders and abuses. Now that she was suddenly praised like this by Lu Jian, she didn't know how to react.

Lu Jian didn't care what Mrs. Zhou was thinking. After finishing her praise, she pulled Ms. Zhou who was still a little dazed and walked out.

"How are you going to clean up the things in this yard? Just tell me and I'll do it."

Zhou is actually not very old, only in her thirties. However, years of hard work makes her look like someone who is almost fifty years old. Her hair is quite gray. It is precisely because she cannot stand Zhou. Thanks to the family's hard work, Tang Ying came up with the idea of ​​​​relieving the Zhou family.

Lu Jian didn't know Zhou's age. Just looking at her appearance, she thought she was very old. Naturally, she wouldn't really let the old lady take care of it. If something happened to her, she would have to spend money to find her. Doctor, it's not very cost-effective. The money should be kept to support Tang Ying.

Mrs. Zhou was in a much better mood now. She was not polite when she heard this and gave direct advice. Of course, she would also step forward to help with some small things.

Lu Jian was not diligent, but he was very neat in his work. He packed up all the things in the yard without much effort, and packed up a lot of uneaten food.

While Lu Jian was cleaning up, Mrs. Zhou started to heat up the leftovers for breakfast. She also thought that Lu Jian was still growing, so she heated up a little more.

When she asked Lu Jian to come in for dinner, Lu Jian frowned as he looked at the two dishes and one soup placed on the table.

"This little food is not enough."

"Not enough?" Ms. Zhou was stunned. It was just what was on the table, which was usually enough for mother and son to eat for a whole day and there was still some leftover.

"Ah."

Lu Jian nodded, without saying much, walked to the side and looked through the other leftovers that had been packed away, and took out two directly.

"Heat these two too, otherwise I won't be full."

Zhou was a little stunned, but she still took it to heat up. Lu Jian immediately ran over to help light the fire.

Watching Lu Jian lighting the fire, he looked up from time to time to look at the food in the pot and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. A smile gradually appeared on Mrs. Zhou's face.

This child is a glutton at first glance. He probably had a bad life in the past. Even if he is too hot and cannot finish his food, it will be fine. It will be the same if he continues to eat the next meal.

It turned out that there was no next meal at all. After Zhou and her son were full, Lu Jian finished the rest of the meal without ceremony, and finally burped with satisfaction.

"Hiccup, it feels good to be full."

Lu Jian lamented that she had never had enough food in the last days, but Zhou mother and son thought that Lu Jian had never had enough food in the Lu family, and both mother and son felt distressed at the same time.

The life of their mother and son was not very good, but they were still able to eat well, but the food was just a little worse.