Looking at Wei Lianhua's "paintings" on the wall, and then looking at the paint buckets scattered on the ground.
Wang Yilin's voice was a little difficult: "Mom, where did you buy the paint?"
This thing is not so easy to buy, otherwise she would not use newspapers to cover the walls of her home.
Wei Lianhua looked at the empty buckets at her feet and subconsciously stretched out her feet to crush them: "That's not important!"
Why should I buy this kind of thing? The people painting walls on the street have so many buckets, and she runs very fast...
But those are not important. What is important is to appreciate her paintings quickly.
There was a lot of gasoline left in the paint bucket, but when Wei Lianhua stepped on it, the paint instantly splashed onto her shoes and calves.
Wang Yilin immediately exclaimed: "Mom, take off your pants and shoes quickly, I will wash them for you."
Her mother didn't have many clothes that she could wear when going out.
Most of Wei Lianhua's clothes were bought by Wei Shitou when she was a girl at home.
After she got married, she never bought any fabrics or ready-made clothes.
Even if Wu Qiaofeng sometimes gave her good materials, she would always think about making clothes for Wang Zhiyuan first.
When Wang Zhiyuan left, a lot of these clothes were also taken away.
This shows how good those materials are.
Over the years, the family has become poorer and poorer, and even Wu Qiaofeng has no money to buy new clothes for her daughter.
Therefore, Wang Yilin wore Wei Lianhua's clothes back then.
Wei Lianhua was wearing Wu Qiaofeng's clothes.
The result of only wearing without buying is that there are fewer and fewer clothes to wear.
Wang Yilin was able to hem Wei Lianhua's clothes and put them on, but Wei Lianhua and Wu Qiaofeng really had no clothes to wear.
If it doesn't work, I can only take the clothes Wang Zhiyuan left and go to the village to find someone to change them with.
Otherwise, if a woman goes out wearing men's clothes, she will definitely be scolded as immoral.
Wang Yilin hurriedly found a basin to prepare Wei Lianhua's laundry.
Wei Lianhua looked down at the paint on her legs and frowned slightly: It would be nice if it could be cleaned off.
With a thought, two black flames instantly climbed onto Wei Lianhua's feet.
Wei Lianhua was stunned for a moment and subconsciously stamped her feet.
The black flame disappeared instantly, and at the same time, the paint that had been left on her trouser legs disappeared.
Wei Lianhua stared blankly at her clean trouser legs: What is going on and why does she have such a weird ability.
Since she has such ability, why should she paint? It would be better if she just washes clothes for others.
Just when Wei Lianhua was staring at her legs in a daze, Wang Yilin had already run over with a basin and a laundry stick: "Mom, take off your pants quickly... Why are you so clean!"
Looking at Wei Lianhua's clean pants, Wang Yilin's eyes were a little confused: the paint was taken away.
Wei Lianhua, on the other hand, clutched the waistband of her pants with a nervous look on her face: she suspected that this brat was plotting against her.
Wang Yilin's fingers were digging at the edge of the basin. There were too many things that were inconsistent with her mother's body.
She was...a little scared.
It's not that she's afraid of her mother, but that the scene in front of her is just a dream.
Speaking of dreams, Wang Yilin subconsciously recalled the terrible dream she had that night.
That dream was so real that she almost thought she had actually experienced those things.
When reality and dreams are intertwined, Wang Yilin even doubts reality...
Just when she was holding the basin and was at a loss, Wu Qiaofeng's roar suddenly came to her ears: "Yilin, come here."
Hearing grandma's angry voice, Wang Yilin said: "..." It was even more unreal.
Since my mother recovered from her madness, the health of the whole family has also improved.
Moreover, her mother gave her one yuan every day to buy vegetables and food.
This life was so easy that she couldn't help but want to pinch herself a few times.
Seeing Wang Yilin motionless, only staring at his pants in a daze.
The corners of Wei Lianhua's eyes twitched slightly: this look really made her feel very insecure.
She is the mother of a yellow flower eldest daughter...!
Wei Lianhua grinned as her head buzzed again: Who can tell her what she forgot?
Finding that Wang Yilin didn't respond, Wu Qiaofeng's voice became louder: "Yilin, come here."
Wang Yilin was stunned for a moment, then ran towards Wu Qiaofeng as if waking up from a dream: "Milk!"
Wei Lianhua breathed a sigh of relief and quietly tightened the belt that tied her trousers: It's so scary, there are always people who covet her beauty.
After a few minutes, Wang Yilin walked back to Wei Lianhua with a confused expression.
Seeing Wang Yilin's distracted look, Wei Lianhua couldn't help but reach out and poke her: "What's wrong?"
Hao Duanduan looks like her dead mother.
Wang Yilin came back to his senses and looked at Wei Lianhua with a confused expression: "My grandma asked about our visit to the uncle's house."
Wei Lianhua blinked: "What did she say?"
Anyway, the money has already gone into her pocket, and no one can take it out.
Wang Yilin's voice was a little ethereal: "My mother-in-law said that my uncle's family has more than 20 chickens, a cow, and five fat pigs. She asked us if we had brought back some of them."
Until now, she still hasn't come back to her senses. Why doesn't she feel sorry for her uncle at all?
Wei Lianhua was stunned at first, then her expression gradually turned ferocious: Damn it, did she suffer a big loss?
Taking two deep breaths, Wei Lianhua opened the door and rushed towards the door. She had to get back all the money she had lost.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he met the village chief outside.
The village chief was still banging on the door, and behind him stood Director Zheng and the technicians.
The village chief did not expect that the door would suddenly open. He squatted in mid-air with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Wei Lianhua tilted her head and looked at the people in front of her: "What are you doing at my house again?"
She has already said that she does not want to work in a factory. She is a future artist who wants to make a lot of money. How can she waste her life on those insignificant things.
After hearing Wei Lianhua's rude words, Factory Director Zheng and his team looked at each other: Although they had prepared themselves mentally, the eldest sister's temperament was still too straight for them to accept.
The village chief gathered the clothes around his shoulders, raised his foot and knocked his cigarette rod on the sole of his shoe.
He raised his feet and walked into the courtyard: "Where's your dad? I haven't seen you for a long time. I came to talk to him."
As the village chief, he naturally knows how to get into the house.
Seeing the village chief saying that he was looking for Wei Shitou, Wei Lianhua did not stop him, but stepped aside to let the village chief in.
She didn't have time to talk to these people, the chickens, cows and pigs were still waiting for her.
Factory Director Zheng and his entourage followed the village chief into the house, secretly thinking that someone had to lead them, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to enter the small courtyard.
At the same time, he also took in the Wei family's difficulties.
The already leaning house, held up only by a wooden stick, looked like it would collapse at any moment.
The courtyard wall is even more dilapidated, with several cracks. You only need to stand on tiptoe a little to step in from the outside.
If they had known there were so many gaps, they wouldn't have had to knock on the door just now.
Several technicians looked around the entire yard, and when their eyes fell on one place, their pupils shrank instantly.
what is that...
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