Chapter 1794: Mother-in-law (14)

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Since Xiao You couldn't see the light, and Lin Wenqi refused to be separated from Xiao You even to death, Wei Min didn't dare to leave Lin Wenqi and Xiao You alone in the pipe, for fear that Xiao You might do something bad again.

Therefore, Wei Min never went to work.

Wei Min didn't know why she changed from a professional woman with a house and a job to a permanent resident of underground pipes.

And she had a vague uneasiness in her heart. If she continued to hang out with her mother-in-law, would she end up going into the mountains and become a savage...

However, thanks to Jin Qing, Wei Min's social phobia was cured without medication.

In the past, Wei Min would always hide behind her mask with her head down, for fear that others would recognize her and point fingers at her.

But now, Wei Min has begun to argue with others to divide their territory...

After living in the underground pipe for nearly ten days, Wei Min thought that things could not continue like this. She was going to ask Jin Qing to take back the house she rented out.

After all, the old house has been sold, and they need to register their household registration again, otherwise they will really become blind migrants!

Who would have thought that before she could say anything, Jin Qing carried them to their new residence.

Even Wei Min, who claims to have seen the world, was stunned by this house.

This is a three-story small foreign-style building with a very impressive appearance.

It's a pity that it has been in disrepair for a long time, and the small western-style building looks a bit dilapidated, with some red slogans written on the outer walls.

It seems that the people who lived in the mansion in the past did not maintain the house well.

There were many shacks set up outside the western-style building. It looked like someone had lived in them and then hurriedly moved them away.

Wei Min reached out and pushed open the door of the foreign-style building. The first thing he felt was that it was so eye-catching...

It's not the decoration in the western-style building that offends the eyes, but the smell in this western-style building that offends the eyes.

It was a perennial smell of rancid food, toilet odor, foot odor and human body odor intertwined together. Wei Min almost turned around and ran away. The smell was so disgusting!

The western-style building was divided into countless small rooms, with various locks on the doors. It seemed as if someone had lived in each room.

Wei Min knew this situation as soon as he thought about it. It was probably because the owner of the house was not good.

When the soil changed, his house was divided among the servants who served him, so there were so many locks.

The only thing that puzzled Wei Min was where the people who lived in this house were now.

Even if this house is just for shared living, there is no reason for them to give up such a good place!

Wei Min turned to look at Jin Qing, wanting to ask what was going on.

But Jin Qing reached into his pocket and took out a green land certificate: "Take care of it, this house belongs to me."

Wei Min subconsciously took a look at the real estate certificate, and then opened her mouth in surprise: not only this small foreign-style building, but also the nearly ten acres of yard outside the small foreign-style building was owned by her mother-in-law.

Wei Min looked at Jin Qing blankly: "..." Her mother-in-law was really getting more and more confused!

Within half a month, Wei Min's mood went through ups and downs, ups and downs...and then quickly started to get better again.

Wei Min really didn't expect that her mother-in-law would hide her identity as a wealthy daughter so deeply.

What she wants to know most now is: Does Lin Jianzhong know the true identity of her mother-in-law?

While Wei Min was cleaning up the room, Jin Qing dragged the most comfortable bed in the house and placed it in the yard, lying on it to bask in the sun.

The daughter of a rich family is nothing, but Wang Yuezhi has never been able to associate with the word rich for eighteen lifetimes.

The reason she can live in this house is...

Xu found someone in the courtyard of the small foreign-style building. An old woman in her sixties was squatting in the grass and peeking at Jin Qing's situation.

Before Jin Qing could react, seven soul bodies, large and small, suddenly appeared above the old woman's head, all bleeding from their orifices, staring down at her.

The old woman subconsciously looked up and saw that she fell to the ground with a cry, and then she rolled and crawled away, leaving only the sound of her howling like ghosts and wolves along the way.

Hearing the noise outside, Wei Min, holding a turban and a broom in hand, rushed out of the house: "Mom, what happened!"

Jin Qing shook his head: "It's okay, someone came to visit."

Wei Min was stunned for a moment: "Then what did she yell?"

Jin Qing returned lazily: "She found out that I didn't plan to keep her for dinner, so she left in tears!"

Wei Min blinked: "There are such strange people." Then he went back and continued to clean up the house.

Why are the people my mother-in-law knows so strange?

Jin Qing turned over and continued to bask in the sun: She needs a TV now...

Xiaoyou, who had transformed into a slender steel robot, was dragging the room partition that had just been removed from the bungalow to Jin Qing's side. Lin Wenqi, who was giggling, was still sitting on the partition.

Although Xiao You is not very good at everything, Lin Wenqi has become his number one fan.

Lin Wenqi had never seen anyone tear down a house faster than Xiao You. Those partitions that Lin Wenqi regarded as extremely heavy were as easy as tearing paper apart from Xiao You.

Xiaoyou did not do anything wrong this time, because Jin Qing's instructions to him were to follow Wei Min's arrangements.

Wei Min himself is also a person with a bit of a petty bourgeois sentiment.

Wei Min felt really sad when he saw that a small and elegant bungalow was ruined by a group of people.

In order to restore the original appearance of the bungalow, Wei Min began to instruct Xiao You which partitions to remove and which walls to smash, while she herself was responsible for cleaning the house.

Xiao Youqian worked hard. In less than three days, the things installed by the residents in the foreign-style building have been almost dismantled, and the rest is to be cleaned.

Everything in the past was still vivid in his mind, and Wei Min really didn't dare to leave the cleaning work to Xiaoyou, nor did he dare to trouble his mother-in-law.

So, I could only clean it by myself.

Although her back aches from exhaustion every day, Wei Min feels a strange sense of satisfaction when looking at the western-style building that is gradually restored to its original appearance: This is the home given to her by her mother-in-law!

Lin Wenqi, who was sitting on the wooden board, saw Jin Qing and immediately stretched out his hands to Jin Qing: "Grandma, hug me!"

Although she really likes to play with Xiaoyu, grandma looks very lonely.

Jin Qing looked at Lin Wenqi, then turned over and gave Lin Wenqi a backbone: he refused to allow all primate cubs to approach.

Lin Wenqi didn't cry when Jin Qing ignored him.

I saw him standing up from the wooden board, running to Jin Qing's bedside and getting into Jin Qing's arms: "Grandma, hug me!" He did it himself and had enough food and clothing.

Jin Qing rolled his eyes, turned Lin Wenqi's direction and hugged him in disgust: "I'm so annoyed that I won't let him sleep anymore."

After all, he was a child, so Lin Wenqi quickly fell asleep and even snored.

Just when Jin Qing was also drowsy, the seven souls floated back to Jin Qing.

The oldest old man in the lead reported carefully to Jin Qing: "Sir, the younger one has scared that evil servant away!"

The others hid behind the old man and looked at Jin Qing tremblingly, fearing that if the man was not satisfied, they would have to stay here as earth-bound spirits.