Chapter 243: Original Correct

Xibao said disapprovingly: "No. Dad told us to watch you."

"Mom, you have to be obedient." She supported Chen Yu to sit down like a little adult. "You are a double-bodied person, you have to be careful. Grandma said, let you stay well, you be good, otherwise I'll tell my dad."

Chen Yu: "..."

She looked at Lin Zhao helplessly.

"Just pregnant, treated like a criminal."

Lin Zhao felt her sister-in-law's belly was a bit big. She pointed at her sister-in-law's belly and asked: "Are there two inside?"

"Mm." Chen Yu nodded. "The doctor took the pulse and said it was twins."

She went to see the doctor who had also seen her little sister-in-law before. The pulse taking was very accurate. If he said it was twins, it was twins, and he could even tell the gender.

The ones in Chen Yu's belly were again two with handles.

Lin Zhao's eyes shone slightly, and she said with concern: "It's very hard to carry two, Sister-in-law, listen to Xibao, raise yourself well, let the children do the things at home."

She had given birth to two, both were twins, and she knew how hard it was to carry two in her belly. When her belly got big, her mother slept on the same bed as her to take care of her, and massaged her legs every day.

Dadan patted his chest. "Exactly, I can do everything."

Lin Er Dan exposed his own brother. "... Big Brother can't cook!"

As soon as the words came out, he was clamped by the neck by Dadan, whose face was flushed with shame, and his tone was threatening. "Do you want to die?"

Lin Er Dan: "Little Aunt, save me."

Dadan imitated the second ghost in the movie and showed a ferocious smile. "Calling the Heavenly King and Old Man won't work! Lin Si-yan, you, are, finished!"

This kid saw him dragging his hind legs every day.

Can't not hit!!

Seeing Qian Bao took it seriously, went to pull Dadan's hand, and said in that cute voice: "Don't fight."

Said it very seriously.

Lin Er Dan's mouth couldn't stop pulling backward, holding Seeing Qian Bao's little hand, like holding the Shangfang Sword. "Seeing Qian Bao protect me!"

Dadan's fist was harder.

But looking at Seeing Qian Bao's serious face, he could only endure it, glared at his terrible brother, and when he looked at Seeing Qian Bao, his face piled up with smiles again. "Okay, no fighting him today."

Fight tonight.

Lin Er Dan heard his brother's subtext, subconsciously covered his butt, his face turning green.

Born by the same mother and raised by the same father, but he couldn't beat his big brother *wuwu*.

"Little Aunt." Lin Er Dan tried to find a backer.

Lin Zhao took the hot water handed over by Xuanxuan, took a sip, and her whole body became hot. The water temperature was just right. She fed a mouthful to the dragon-phoenix pair. The two children didn't like drinking water, and only took a shallow sip before running away.

She gave Lin Er Dan a helpless look.

"I can't help you." Lin Zhao's voice was regretful, her tone gentle as she explained. "You are my own nephew, Dadan is too, helping either one will be biased, simply help neither."

Lin Er Dan's face was hurt, his drama queen degree was comparable to the second cub.

Hengbao laughed lightly, smugly: "My brother never disciplines me. If I make a mistake, he just talks to discipline me, never hits me."

That tone, as if saying "my brother hasn't hit me in three days", was full of smugness and luck.

Lin Zhao was used to the second cub's words not being shocking and dying, her expression didn't change much.

Dadan's mouth twitched a few times.

"That's because Yubao has a good temper." He said.

Furthermore, Hengbao is still young, not yet at the time of fighting heaven and earth. Wait until his mouth becomes lacking, see if Yubao doesn't slap him.

Hengbao didn't think of this, his eyes curved into crescent moons. "My brother has the best temper, the best in the world."

Yubao's little face was flushed red.

He pulled his brother's hand. "Hengbao, be humble."

Hengbao listened to his brother the most, and suddenly put away the smugness on his face. "Ang, I won't say it."

Dadan & Lin Er Dan: "..."

Xibao covered her mouth and laughed. "Yubao and Hengbao are really interesting."

The courtyard was cold, no one could stay, Dadan and the others took the initiative to take the Gu family's four cubs to the room to play, and Lin Zhao went to her parents' room.

"Dad, Mom, I heard from my uncle that you are going to Haicheng?" She asked as soon as she entered the room.

Song Xiwei didn't rush to answer, threw her a blanket, and let her cover her legs.

Lin Zhao curled up on the recliner, sat cross-legged, spread the blanket, and curled her body.

After doing this, she looked over with questioning eyes.

"Yes, after next spring, your dad and I plan to go to Haicheng to see." Song Xiwei said.

"Why did you suddenly want to go to Haicheng?" Lin Zhao asked to the end, her red lips couldn't help but pout slightly.

She was a clingy one, and didn't like marrying too far away. Thinking of not seeing her parents for a few months, her heart felt stuffy.

"That's where your dad grew up." Song Xiwei explained.

Lin He-ling's black eyes exuded a gentle smile, coaxing Lin Zhao as a child. "Your mom and I will be back soon, we won't delay much, we'll send you a telegram when we arrive."

Lin Zhao heard that her parents were determined to go, didn't say anything to spoil the fun, and said: "... Okay, send me a telegram when you arrive, don't forget to buy me a gift."

"Won't." Lin He-ling said.

Lin Zhao glanced at him carefully, pondered, and asked: "Dad, did you remember your home?"

Lin He-ling's body was bad before, and he and Song Xiwei's room had a heated kang. At this time, he was sitting on the edge of the kang. Because the room was warm, his upper body was only wearing a black sweater, his temperament gentle and clean.

He looked at his only daughter with smiling eyes.

"Remembered."

Speaking of childhood, Lin He-ling's eyes dyed a touch of depth. "I am from Haicheng. There were always people coming and going at home, living in a small western-style building, and going out in a small car..."

He said some of his daily life when he was young, looking at Zhaozhao with full of heartache.

"If I had remembered earlier, perhaps I would have taken you back to Haicheng earlier. Today's you... would be a city girl, living a well-off life, with a decent job."

Lin He-ling lived in a honey pot since he was a child. In his heart, his daughter's life now couldn't be considered good.

Lin Zhao curved her eyes. "I think it's very good now."

"Where is it good, you have to ride a bike yourself when you go back to your maiden home, exposed to wind and sun." Lin He-ling thought the more he felt uncomfortable, feeling he had wronged his children.

"You could have lived better."

He thought of something and added immediately: "Your mom and I will go back to Haicheng to see. If the Lin family is still there, sending you a western-style house is not a problem."

Lin Zhao: "?"

Did Dad forget what the situation is outside?

Lin He-ling seemed to see Zhaozhao's mood and said: "Don't think blindly, our family doesn't do illegal things, sending it to you is also a compliant sending."

Their family, although rich, didn't do things that harmed the country, and instead did quite a few good things. The head of the Lin family, which was Lin He-ling's biological father, made friends with everyone, and knew capable people from all over the world. Lin He-ling was sure that as long as his father was there, the Lin family wouldn't fall.

His only worry was that some changes would occur in the middle.

Listening to her own father's words, Lin Zhao seemed to see a spirited, noble young man appear in front of her.

She looked surprised, very rare.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Lin He-ling asked with a smile.

"Hmm... feel like Dad has changed a lot." Lin Zhao curved her brows.

Lin He-ling's throat overflowed with a dull laugh. "This is the real me."

The him who lost his memory ultimately had defects.

Lin Zhao was happy for her handsome dad.

She could imagine that her dad's childhood must have been very, very good. To say he was the center of attention might not even be enough. It was difficult for her dad, who came from the old world, to be so enlightened.

Song Xiwei handed Lin Zhao red date water and asked casually: "... Have you been to see your uncle?"

"Mm, I went to deliver mushrooms." Lin Zhao held the enamel mug with both hands, pouted and blew, took a shallow sip, and her mouth was full of the fragrance of red dates.

She raised a smile. "Mom, you heard it, right? Our brigade grew mushrooms."

"Heard it. Every brigade knows."

Lin Zhao raised her chin slightly. "The mushroom-growing guide was given by me!"

Song Xiwei praised her and said: "Found it at the recycling station? You're lucky, the book you found is very useful."

Several sons had jobs, Lin He-ling had hunting income after recovering his memory, and the Lin family was no longer short of money. They didn't crave the little income from growing mushrooms, but they also hoped the village had this source of income.

Only when people in the village had money would they not stare at others and have bad intentions.

Lin Zhao thought so too, which was her original intention of giving the mushroom-growing technology to her father-in-law.

People's jealousy is very terrible. Having something to do and an extra income will make the hearts of the people in the village much more balanced.

"Zhaozhao has been clever since she was a child, and her eyes are poisonous. No good thing can escape her eyes. It's not strange to find treasures." Lin He-ling always had confidence in his daughter.

Lin Zhao was radiant.

Speaking of Qiulian's matter, her expression restrained slightly.

"My second brother said my former second sister-in-law had an accident. I didn't ask much. Dad, Mom, do you know what happened?"

The Lin couple really knew.

Song Xiwei said concisely: "She didn't marry a mountain dweller? Life in the mountains is bitter, she couldn't stay, and proposed to break up peacefully with that person. The mountain dweller wasn't easy to marry a wife, the other party certainly wasn't as easy to talk to as our family, and refused directly. That girl from the Qiu family isn't someone who lives a peaceful life, she kept making trouble, and that man wasn't someone easy to talk to either, he was... very bad to her."

"After living like this for half a month, Qiulian couldn't bear it anymore, and said to the mountain dweller that she was willing to return the bride price he gave, and give him another twenty, as long as he sent her down the mountain..."

Outsiders brought into the mountains need someone to lead them if they want to go down. If they leave rashly, they will be smashed to pieces.

Qiulian discussing with the mountain dweller was the smart way to do it.

"And then?" Lin Zhao's tone was urgent.

Before Song Xiwei could speak again, she made a guess. "The mountain dweller sent her down the mountain, she went back on her word, didn't want to give the money, and was finally pushed off the cliff?"

Song Xiwei looked at her. "More or less."

Lin Zhao: "..."

She didn't know what expression to make.

Money is not as important as life.

However.

This is very consistent with Qiulian's character of loving money like life.

She knew early on that this person had no sincerity for the Lin family, and had many precautions for the Qiu family, leaving a backhand. She didn't expect that she would die because of her own backhand.

It really makes people not know what to say.

Lin Zhao looked outside. "Do Xuanxuan and Zhengzheng know? Didn't cry, right?"

"Know." Song Xiwei's eyes were a bit complicated. "Didn't cry, what's there to cry about."

Lin He-ling said: "Xuanxuan cried, Zhengzheng didn't cry."

He heard it when he got up at night.

"Guessed it." Lin Zhao's eyes appeared complicated. "Xuanxuan's heart is as soft as cotton. She would cry even if the elderly in the village were gone. That person wasn't good to her, but she did give birth to her after all. Xuanxuan must feel uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable is just uncomfortable for this one time, it won't happen in the future." Lin He-ling thought it through. He knew deeply that having such a mother was only a hidden danger for his granddaughters, and no benefit.

To say it coldly, her being gone is a good thing for the granddaughters.

Lin Zhao nodded. "Yes, what will welcome them in the future will be a beautiful future."

She fished out the bag she brought back and said: "I knitted sweaters, hats, and scarves for Xuanxuan and the others, I'll go give them to them."

Song Xiwei looked at the bag, which was bulging heavily. "Everyone has some?"

"Of course, can't let Dadan and the others feel... I'm a biased aunt." Lin Zhao said righteously.

They were all knitted when she was bored at work before.

It was really

Back then, it was truly boring, so she used knitting sweaters to pass the time.

She even learned several new patterns.

"They wouldn't dare," Song Xiwei said domineeringly.

Not a single child taught by Heling was unreasonable.

Lin Zhao pursed her lips and smiled.

She carried the bag containing the sweaters to the house next door.

Dadan and the others received the three-piece sets, their eyes as bright as the shining sun.

Xibao hugged her three-piece set tightly and smiled at her aunt, "Little Aunt, how did you get so much yarn?! My mother said long ago she wanted to knit me a sweater, but she could never get the yarn. How do you have so much?"

Lin Zhao pinched her cheeks and asked in return, "Where does Aunt work?"

"... The Supply and Marketing Cooperative." Xibao answered immediately. Her smile was bright, like a little sun, "I know, it's the imperfect items Little Aunt bought, right?"

In Xibao's heart, only imperfect items could be obtained in such large quantities.

Lin Zhao smiled without a word.

Zhengzheng also hugged her three-piece set, a smile appearing on her usually calm face.

"Thank you, Little Aunt."

Lin Zhao was worried that Xuanxuan and Zhengzheng would overthink it, so she smiled and said, "Your father provided the money."

Xuanxuan and Zhengzheng knew.

Father had come back last night and told them. They also knew that Little Aunt had prepared many things for Father, including precious medicine. With that medicine, they weren't as worried anymore, and they had slept well last night.

"We know Little Aunt is good to us," Xuanxuan said softly, her body leaning against Lin Zhao.

The two sisters had gained some weight, their yellowish hair was gradually turning black, and they wore the hair ties their own aunt had given them on their heads, revealing the unique good looks of the Lin family.

Lin Zhao reached out to hug Xuanxuan, "You look even better now that you've gained some weight."

Xuanxuan looked up at her aunt, "I'm not good-looking; Aunt is the one who is good-looking."

The little girl had been suppressed by Qiu Lian since she was small; even though she was pretty and did well in her studies, she wasn't confident.

"Who said that?" Lin Zhao cupped Xuanxuan's face, her eyes earnest, "Everyone says a niece looks like her aunt. You, Zhengzheng, and Xibao are all cut from the same mold as me. How could you not be good-looking?"

If the original is correct, the copy won't have any errors.

"Be more confident, you are very good-looking. Look at these brows and eyes, how pretty they are."

Xuanxuan's cheeks burned, and her eyes shone.

Xibao rested her chin on her hands, her tone excited, "I look like Little Aunt?"

"... Yes."

Having received her aunt's affirmative answer, Xibao was so excited she jumped up and down on the spot, laughing out loud, "This is so good~~"

Lin Zhao ruffled her hair, causing the little girl to wail, "Little Aunt, my hair."

Xibao's eyes darted around, she looked up at Lin Zhao and acted spoiled, "Little Aunt, I'm going to change my sweater, will you braid my hair for me?"

"I can." Lin Zhao agreed immediately.

Xibao was overjoyed and pulled Lin Xuan and Lin Zheng to their room to change their sweaters.

In the afternoon.

Gu Qingzhou arrived at the Dongfeng Brigade on time to pick up Yubao and Hengbao.

Lin Zhao took the children back to the brigade.

The two bicycles were still some distance from the village entrance when noisy sounds came from afar.

It was noisy and chaotic.

"Stop pushing! Someone's going to die—"