Although they are just two pieces of flesh that fell off her body, her son is definitely the most important.
Lin Qiao opened the car window, her pupils reflected the sunshine on the horizon, and said softly: "Okay."
...
The peach trees were planted on the barren sand dunes with lush branches and criss-crossing branches surrounding the farm. Standing in the shade of the trees, Lin Qiao felt a chill.
Lin Deshun was sweating profusely. He exhaled comfortably and knocked on the door.
Two servants walked out, both with dark skin and hair oiled and neatly tied on the back of their heads.
The young woman smiled gently and looked at Lin Qiao with a flash of malice in her eyes, "Mr. Song has been waiting for a long time."
The older woman had no expression on her face as she led them into the house and said unintentionally: "Not many people can continue to work around Mr. Song these days. You'd better think about it carefully."
Lin Qiao raised her eyes and looked at her. Luo Jinyu beside her said with a smile: "We, Qiao Qiao, have no other advantages. We are diligent and love to work since we were young. Mr. Song will definitely be satisfied."
The older woman moved her lips as if she wanted to say something else. The gentle young servant in front reminded her, "Sister Hong Jing, don't keep Mr. Song waiting too long."
She immediately stopped talking, said no more, and invited the family into the house.
As soon as Lin Qiao stepped into the house, her nose was scratched by the dust inside and she sneezed heavily.
She rubbed her nose, and the fine particles of dust floating in the light were visible to the naked eye.
It's a normal phenomenon, but I don't know why it makes it especially irritating to my nose.
Looking around the living room, the furniture and decorations were all wiped spotless, and the sweeping robot was running all the time. It still looked like the scene of the accident.
Lin Qiao felt something was wrong, and turned to look at Lin Deshun and his wife. There was nothing unusual about either of them.
The servant led them into the study.
Lin Deshun and Luo Jinyu were scared by Lin Qiao once in the car, and now they are worried.
They were worried that the murder was true, and the other party wanted them to pay for medical expenses, or even call the police and go to jail. However, compared to sending Lin Qiao to jail, the temptation of money was obviously greater, and it was worth exploring again.
Song Liancheng was sitting on the sofa wearing casual sportswear, holding a teacup in his hand and a friendly smile on his face.
"I haven't seen Lin Qiao for a long time. I never thought we would have the chance to meet again."
As soon as these words came out, both parents heaved a sigh of relief, with smiles on their faces, and spoke hurriedly.
"We, Qiao Qiao, are also a bit squeamish at heart and do things regardless of the consequences. Mr. Song, please bear with us."
Lin Qiao stood in front of the table, held her breath, and greeted him calmly.
If it weren't for her eye problems, this seemingly kind old man sitting in the sun would emit a stream of dust floating in the air every time he opened his mouth to speak.
The young maid who helped him pour tea looked directly at the dust without noticing it. It seemed that she was the only one in the study who could see this strange scene.
Song Liancheng asked: "Lin Qiao, do you plan to stay forever this time?"
The young maid had a strange look in her eyes, put down her cup, took out a contract from the drawer and handed it to Lin Qiao.
She said: "It's still the same conditions as before. Lin Qiao comes to serve Mr. Song and pays a one-time payment of 500,000 yuan. During this period, she must obey him and cannot run away again."
She was still a little excited when she talked about this, and spoke to Lin Qiao with a sharp and resentful voice, "You almost killed Mr. Song last time. If the chip hadn't been damaged and the medical team had arrived in time, he would have died."
"You should be grateful that Mr. Song can accept you, a homeless man, again!"
Hong Jing pulled her and said, "Okay Peng Yue."
Song Liancheng motioned for them to go out first, with a perfect smile, "Don't be burdened. It was true that I was too impatient in bed at that time. I will be more polite this time."
There was more dust in the room, floating everywhere around him. Lin Qiao couldn't hold himself in, so he had to slow down his breathing as much as possible.
She saw in Song Liancheng's smile that was as measured as a square ruler, and in Chu Ji's smile showing his fangs, it all seemed like a stereotyped imitation.
Lin Deshun pushed her arm and motioned her with his eyes to sign and fingerprint quickly.
Lin Qiao came to her senses, signed her name, and then said: "I also apologize to Mr. Song for my previous behavior. It would be better if you could be more generous and let me have a bedroom of my own."
Song Liancheng was very talkative today, and his satisfaction with her was reflected in his fine-lined eyes.
Not only did he promise to give her a room, but he also asked Hong Jing to take out 500,000 in cash from the safe and give it directly to Lin Deshun and Lin Deshun. He was more than enthusiastic, and he also invited the three of them to have lunch together.
Holding a heavy suitcase in his hand, Lin Deshun's eyes lit up a little, and his whole face glowed red.
The four of them sat down in the restaurant, and a plate of peaches was brought up. They were pink and white in appearance and covered with a layer of fine down.
Song Liancheng said: "These are the latest batch of new peaches. Try them. Rice will have to wait for a while."
Lin Qiao took one and held it in her hand. She listened to her parents praising the juiciness of the fruit and looked out the window in silence.
At noon, there are still many wealthy citizens coming here to pick peaches and experience life. The laughter and laughter that enters their ears make everything seem so normal.
Ten minutes later, Hong Jing pushed the dining cart over and placed a lunch in front of everyone.
Pork steak and rice drizzled with thick brown sauce.
Song Liancheng said: "You can eat a pig that was just slaughtered yesterday, and then go back today."
"It's pork, not synthetic meat." Luo Jinyu drooled, and she and her husband Lin Deshun picked up their knives and forks and devoured it.
"It's so delicious! The delicious and tender meat is deep-fried, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but there are a lot of bones."
Luo Jinyu's teeth clicked, and she put her fingers directly into her mouth, chewing out a complete white bone. In order not to waste it, when Lin Qiao looked over, she saw her biting the sticky white meat tendons on it.
She picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of white rice from the edge and put it into her mouth. Suddenly she felt that the shape of the pork bones on the plate was not right, and she looked up at Luo Jinyu's plate again.
The finger bones of a piece of half-cooked meat were picked up by the fork, and the stewed skin and meat stuck together. Luo Jinyu tore off the white slices and fell on the table. She ate them with relish and said, "Mr. Song, your nanny didn't wash the things." It’s clean and has a shell.”
Song Liancheng's eyes turned up at some point, and two pupils appeared. Half of them were human black pupils, and half of them were replaced by kaleidoscope-shaped things, like two faceted colorful gems.
Immediately afterwards, a mouth with big fangs opened horizontally in the middle of his throat, and his long tongue rolled out, spitting out an accusing voice, "They are careless, don't mind."
Luo Jinyu shook his head repeatedly, "How could it be possible? As long as you have something to eat."
Seeing Lin Qiao staring at him, Song Liancheng's strange eyes turned to her face and stared at her, "Aren't you going to eat?"
