Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

"Lin Qianqian, who are you looking down on? I am the supply and marketing section chief of the lighting factory, and my salary is 200 yuan a month."

Two hundred a month?Almost catching up with him, Song Wenhao was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

"Wenjun lied to you, Deshui, you are a big boss, don't you have any judgment at all?"

"You're talking nonsense, Wenjun is not that kind of person."

Lin Deshui talked to them impatiently, saying they had different views and did not want to work together.

"If I don't tell you, I will scare you to death when I make a lot of money and become a millionaire."

After saying that, he got on his motorcycle and ran away without a trace.

"This guy is really ignorant, and his words are not reliable at all."

"Literary man, I also want to become a millionaire." Lin Qianqian stared at the sea and said grimly.

"Okay, Qianqian, I support you. When the time comes, let Deshui see who is the real winner."

Dragging his tired body back home, Song Wenhao shouted as soon as he entered the yard, "Dad, Mom, we are back."

No one in the room answered for a long time. Song Wenhao closed the door and said to himself, "What's wrong? Did the two of them quarrel?"

When I went into the house, I saw that one of the old couple was facing east and the other was facing west, lying back to back, with their food covered in covers and neither of them eating.

"Dad, Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Wu Xiuzhi jumped up, her eyes red.

"Mom, are you crying? What happened? Did Wenjun come back to make you angry?"

"You still know how to care about your father and your mother?"

Song Wenhao was stunned for a moment, "Mom, are you angry that I went out all day? I wasn't at home with you and my dad?"

Wu Xiuzhi snorted and glanced at the door, "Where is your wife?"

"Qianqian is exhausted today. She said she won't eat and wants to go to bed early."

Just as Wu Xiuzhi was about to speak, Song Wenhao turned around and walked out.

"Mom, have you boiled the water? Qianqian needs to soak her feet before going to bed, so that she can sleep well."

Wu Xiuzhi kicked Old Man Song, "Get up, everyone is gone, what's the use of pretending to be asleep?"

<divclass="contentadv">Old man Song sat up with a dark face.

"Strict wife control is true to that sentence. After marrying a wife, he forgets his mother. Now he only has his precious wife and he doesn't care whether his parents live or die."

"Say less, haven't you asked me clearly yet?"

"I couldn't figure it out before, but now I understand everything. It's her parents who are behind the scenes and don't come to our house because they are afraid that we will find out."

Song Wenhao prepared foot-washing water and found that his wife had fallen asleep leaning on the quilt.

"Qianqian, wake up and wash your feet before going to bed. Are you hungry? Can I order some noodles for you?"

"Wenhao, I'm so sleepy and want to sleep."

"Okay, okay, wash your feet before going to sleep."

"No, I don't want to wash it."

As a result, Song Wenhao had taken off her socks and found that his wife's heels were worn out and blood was stuck to the socks. Song Wenhao was stunned.

"Qianqian, your feet..."

"Huh?" Lin Qianqian responded vaguely.

Oh my God!He was so careless that he didn't notice that his wife's heel was worn out by the shoe. No wonder she said she couldn't walk and didn't want to come back.

Song Wenhao kept blaming himself. By the time he put ointment on his wife and covered her with a quilt, more than an hour had passed.

In the east room, the old couple looked extremely ugly.

After walking for a day, Song Wenhao was also tired. He shouted from the outer room, "Father, Mom, you should go to bed early."

"Wenhao, come here, your mother and I have something to say."

"What is it? If it's not important, let's wait until tomorrow. I'm tired."

"You are tired, aren't we tired?"

Hearing the anger in his father's words, Song Wenhao didn't know why. He opened the door and came in, shocked.

"Dad, what's wrong with your face?"