The heroine falls in love with scum [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Tang and Qian Qiao have only one son, Lin Hongcai, and their love for Lin Hongcai is the same as that of an only-child family. Qian Qiao's love for Lin Hongcai has made Lin Hongcai a bully.

Lin Hongcai is particularly good at eating. To put it mildly, he is a foodie. His body is comparable to the width of an adult man. There is always a circle of fat meat in front of his stomach. He is an authentic little fat man.But Lin Hongcai, who was domineering at home, met a strong opponent outside.

Today's dirty body is the masterpiece of that opponent. With his lower body wet, he went to his parents to complain. When he saw Qian Qiao, he immediately thought of the threat of being pushed into the mud pit. On Lin Qingyan who hates him, this led to the scene where Qian Qiao led his son to ask for justice.

Lin Qingyan stood at the door and listened to Qian Qiao's abuse, so many reasonable and unreasonable words kept coming out of her mouth, it really did not insult the word Qiao in her name.

Qian Qiao should be a little thirsty, because Lin Qingyan saw that the corners of Qian Qiao's mouth were mixed with white froth transformed from saliva.

Lin Qingyan turned around and took a step, but was grabbed by Qian Qiao.

"What, have nothing to say?"

Qian Qiao thought that Lin Qingyan was going to abscond in fear of crime, and became more and more unforgiving.

"Sister-in-law, let me get you a glass of water."

After listening to Lin Qingyan's explanation, Qian Qiao's hand left Lin Qingyan's arm, her throat was dry and hot from constant use, and she needed to drink some water, and besides, she was blocked outside the door of the hut, where could Lin Qingyan escape.

In the corner of the room near the outside stood a knee-high, plastic-wrapped, semi-old red kettle. Lin Qingyan held the plastic lid on the kettle with his left hand and used it as a water cup, and pulled out the cork with his right hand and put it aside. Lifting the kettle with one hand, he poured half a glass of water into the plastic lid in his left hand.

Lin Qingyan said that there is no transparent glass water cup or the like in this room, so she can only use what is in her hand to hold water.

The kettle was put on the wooden cork and returned to the ground. Lin Qingyan walked a few steps with the plastic lid in his hands, and came to Qian Qiao again.

"Sister-in-law, give you water."

Lin Qingyan's politeness was regarded by Qian Qiao as an apology, Qian Qiao took it with a look of disgust, took a sip, and returned the plastic cover that she thought looked dirty to Lin Qingyan.

Qian Qiao tugged at Lin Hongcai's clothes, "I don't want to embarrass you as a sister-in-law, you just wash the clothes on my son's body."

Lin Qingyan's lack of verbal and physical resistance made Qian Qiao feel kind.

Lin Qingyan nodded, "Sister-in-law, ask Hongcai to take off his clothes for me."

Lin Qingyan hoped that this matter would be resolved quickly, and washing a few clothes was not too much of a problem. As for the matter of Lin Hongcai framing her, Lin Qingyan did not want to delve into it.

With Qian Qiao's help, Lin Hongcai took off his trousers and upper body coat, and then ran into the main room shivering with cold under Qian Qiao's pursuit.

After Qian Qiao's mother and son left, Lin Qingyan picked up the clothes on the ground one by one with one finger and moved them into the house.

Lin Qingyan used the excuse of washing Lin Hongcai's clothes, and aboveboard brought a few extra pots of hot water, and used the hot water to wipe Fu Si on the bed from head to toe.

Fu Si became a refreshed, malnourished person, no longer a dirty little beggar.Fu Si's hair was not left behind by Lin Qingyan, it changed from dry and swollen to wet, and fell smoothly to her shoulders.

With the door closed, Lin Qingyan can dry Fu Si's strands of hair with peace of mind. No one will come to spy on the situation here. Qian Qiaozheng is busy for lunch, and he will not be curious about what happened in the house.

Fu Si's dirty clothes were hidden at the bottom of the wooden box. Regarding the disposal of the dirty clothes, Lin Qingyan no longer planned to take them out and wear them on anyone.

After finishing the work related to Fu Si, Lin Qingyan stuffed the two clothes on the ground into the basin to soak.

When Lin Qingyan found that Fu Si was hiding under the quilt, he opened the door and was about to take the water basin out when there was another person in the yard.

"Big brother."

Lin Qingyan closed the door outside, picked up the basin with both hands, and shouted at the person next to the faucet.

Lin Tang washed his muddy hands, stood up and shook his hands towards the ground, and said in greeting, "Your sister-in-law is ready for lunch, come and eat with us."

Lin Tang knew about Lin Hongcai, and he was there at the time, but Lin Tang didn't intend to take care of this matter. This kind of family matter was brought forward by Qian Qiaolai. He was already tired enough to work all morning, and he didn't have the heart to take care of this crap. He thought that his son's behavior was too unpromising, not like a man's behavior, but he didn't say what was in his heart in front of Qian Qiao.

Lin Qingyan hummed, put the basin at the faucet, and walked after Lin Tang entered the main room.

Lin Qingyan stood in the main room, Qian Qiao was sitting, holding a bowl in his left hand, and knocked the chopsticks on the edge of the bowl with his right hand, not knowing who he was frightening.

Qian Qiao looked up at Lin Qingyan and asked, "Did you steal the rice porridge in the kitchen cabinet?"

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry. When I came out in the morning, I found that you were not at home. I was too hungry, so I took it out and ate it."

Lin Qingyan did not argue with Qian Qiao's accusation, and calmly stated what she believed to be the truth.

Qian Qiao's bowl was lightly placed on the table, and the chopsticks rested on the bowl. "Lin Tang, your sister can really eat it. It's a whole big bowl of rice porridge. I wanted to heat it up for lunch."

Qian Qiao laughed, but selectively forgot that Lin Hongcai, who was 10 years younger than Lin Qingyan, ate more.

Lin Tang, like Lin Hongcai, was just eating the rice in his own bowl.

Qian Qiao was very dissatisfied with Lin Tang's silence, but then virtuously picked up a piece of carrot with chopsticks and put it in Lin Tang's bowl.

"Lin Tang, our family doesn't support idlers, what do you think we should do?"

Lin Tang and Qian Qiao looked at each other for a few seconds, then ate the carrot in one bite, "Listen to you, you can figure it out."

"Lin Qingyan, listen, from tomorrow onwards, follow us to work in the field, you can't compare with our family's talent, he is a future college student."

Qian Qiao looked at Lin Qingyan who was standing behind the bench, her eyes revealed arrogance, as if Lin Qingyan was a creature inferior to them.

"Did you hear that?"

Qian Qiao held a pair of new chopsticks that no one had used before, and wanted to hear the answer from Lin Qingyan with her own ears.

Lin Qingyan stepped over the bench and sat down, "Well, I will work hard."

After Lin Qingyan's promise, Qian Qiao threw the chopsticks in front of Lin Qingyan's empty bowl.

"Go and eat by yourself, our family has no heart to treat you badly."

Lunch was steamed rice, Lin Qingyan filled a bowl full and put it on the table, then risked taking out an empty bowl from the kitchen cabinet.Qian Qiao did not criticize Lin Qingyan for this behavior.

Lin Qingyan returned to the table, and kept picking vegetables into the empty bowl with chopsticks. Lin Qingyan deliberately picked up some carrots and other vegetables, which are good for Si's body at this time.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I'll go back to the house to eat."

Lin Qingyan stood up, holding a bowl in one hand, and a pair of chopsticks in her right hand more than her left.

Qian Qiao was happy to have dinner with no outsiders, but she didn't say anything, and Lin Tang waved his chopsticks to express his agreement.

Lin Qingyan strode away, the short distance would make the food in his hand much colder.

Lin Qingyan pushed open the door with her right shoulder and entered her hut. Two full bowls were placed on the bench in front of the bed.

The door was wide open, Lin Qingyan was worried, went back and inserted the door inside, and a closed and dark space was formed, which belonged to her and Fu Si at this moment.

Lin Qingyan walked back and found an unusual scene. A pair of eyes were protruding from the quilt, staring at the items on the bench all the time. Their eyes were filled with the longing that a hungry person would have.

Lin Qingyan sat by the bed, blocking Fu Si's sight, and lit a new slender white candle on the bench. This candle was found out of the box while searching for the cotton-padded jacket.

The flames of the candles burned intensely, and the room became very bright, more like a warm little home.

Lin Qingyan picked up the chopsticks with his right hand, and the bowl of rice with his left hand, picked up a few slices of carrots from another bowl of vegetables, and put them into the rice bowl.

Lin Qingyan turned around and sat obliquely facing Fu Si, with her feet resting on the edge of the empty bed.

When Lin Qingyan picked up some sticky rice grains, Fu Si actively poked his head out from under the quilt.Fu Si's eyes stayed on the things in the bowl, and his body got closer to Lin Qingyan uncontrollably.

Lin Qingyan's chopsticks moved to Fu Si's tightly closed lips, "Open your mouth."

Fu Si obediently carried out Lin Qingyan's order, his eyes still fixed on the rice in the bowl, after Lin Qingyan put the rice into Fu Si's mouth, Fu Si moved his teeth up and down to bite a few times, and swallowed it.

Fu Si's gaze was not on Lin Qingyan's chopsticks that were constantly moving back and forth, which seemed dissociated and lifeless from Lin Qingyan's perspective.

The food was delivered to Fu Si's mouth by Lin Qingyan in one gulp. When there were three small spoonfuls of rice left in the bowl, Fu Si didn't open his mouth, but shrank back.

Lin Qingyan ate the rice grains on the chopsticks, poured the remaining vegetables from the other bowl into the rice bowl, stirred them with the chopsticks, and it seemed that there was still half a bowl left.

Lin Qingyan was extremely hungry, so she took a bite out of her mouth, which was one-third of the bowl.

Lin Qingyan raised her head and met Shang Fu Si's eyes. She was looking at herself, did she still want to eat?

Lin Qingyan swallowed the food in his mouth, stopped the movement of the chopsticks in the bowl, and asked, "Are you full?"

Fu Si clutched the edge of the quilt with both hands, without a single sound or movement.

Lin Qingyan no longer expected Fu Si to pay attention to her, but just when Lin Qingyan was about to look away, Fu Si reacted, her head moved up and down three or four times.

She was nodding, nodding to herself, telling herself that she was full.

Lin Qingyan couldn't help laughing, the joy seemed to be knowing that the chicks he raised could fly.