Chapter 33 Conception
Wang Xiumei quickly gathered the money in her hand. This was her lifeblood! How could she just give it to someone else?
She didn't dare to continue making a fuss. If she really wanted to make a fuss, wouldn't her family know about the money she embezzled? How could she continue to stay at home and not work?
Moreover, she still has the leverage over Ling Zhuoqun. Now that she has the money, it won't be too late to blackmail him later.
Wang Xiumei quickly got up and ran away. Although the food was delicious, it was nothing compared to money! Money can buy anything!
After sending Aunt Wang away, Li Luo realized that the chicken in the casserole was almost cold.
"I'll heat it up." Li Luo carried the casserole and was about to walk towards the kitchen.
"I'll go with you. Don't we have food to serve?" Ling Zhuoqun strode forward quickly and took the casserole in his hands.
Girls are born to be raised in wealth, how can they do these rough jobs all day? Then what are men for? Isn't it for him to make his family happy when he makes so much money?
"I will help you with the housework in the future. You've worked hard taking care of Yaya at home. Don't take Aunt Wang's matter to heart. You didn't marry here to be a nanny. When Yaya goes to school, if you want to go out to work, I will support you."
Ling Zhuoqun placed the casserole on the stove, turned around, looked into Li Luo's eyes and said seriously.
"If you find it tiring to take care of Yaya and want to go shopping, I'll give you 300 yuan a month. You can buy whatever you want, as long as you take good care of the child."
Li Luo raised his eyes. Is this the way a domineering CEO speaks? Three hundred yuan is just a piece of cake. You know, these three hundred yuan are enough for an ordinary family's annual salary. How could he give Li Luo so much in a month?
It’s just taking care of children…it’s that simple.
"Actually, that's not necessary..." Li Luo wanted to tell Ling Zhuoqun that he didn't need to be so polite. Since she had married into this family, she was a member of the family. You go out and make money to support the family, and I will stay at home and take care of the kids.
Besides, there is no heavy housework and there is a washing machine to free her hands for doing laundry. What else could she be dissatisfied with?
"If you think it's too little, I can add more..." Ling Zhuoqun continued.
Li Luo quickly covered Ling Zhuoqun's mouth and said, "Stop talking. I know what you mean. Just focus on making money to support the family. Leave the raising of the baby to me. You can be assured."
Li Luo patted his chest and promised.
"The food is ready." Li Luo looked at the steam coming out of the casserole and hurriedly reached out to serve it.
"It's hot, hot, hot!" Li Luo was still feeling elated by Ling Zhuoqun's words and for a moment he even forgot to wrap the casserole with a towel. Now he could only pinch his ears with both hands to cool them down.
"Let me see." After turning off the gas stove, Ling Zhuoqun pulled Li Luo's hand in front of him without saying a word, and found that some soup splashed on it, making it red.
He immediately pulled Li Luo to the faucet and kept rinsing.
Only when the temperature dropped did Ling Zhuoqun feel relieved. He took out sesame oil from the cupboard and applied it to the red and swollen areas on Li Luo's hands.
"Next time you encounter such dangerous things, you must be careful. Luckily I was with you this time, otherwise if you were alone, you wouldn't know how to deal with the burns." Ling Zhuoqun said seriously, turning around and holding the casserole firmly in his hand.
"Got it, Mr. Ling." A warm feeling passed through Li Luo's heart. If Li Luo was originally just a face lover, now she had some strange feelings for Ling Zhuoqun, which even she herself could not explain clearly.
All I knew was that her fingertips were hot, her ears were hot, and her face was hot, just like shrimps that had just been boiled in hot water.
"Eat...it's time to eat." Li Luo tried his best to hide the slight awkwardness in his heart.
Soon, the children changed their clothes and set the table, and Ling Zhuoqun took care of the rest of the dishes.
Ling Zhuoqun didn't know why he was so nervous about Li Luo. Even though it was just a minor burn, he still felt bad that it happened on her hand as white as jade.
He always felt that the girl in front of him was like fragile porcelain, and wanted him to protect her with all his heart. When he was alone with his three children, he thought that as long as he made money, he could give his children a good life, so after he retired from the army, he bought this farm at a low price.
However, as the farm started up and he became busy with work, he gradually had no way to take care of the children, so he sometimes felt confused. Is it really necessary to make so much money?
If no one participates in the lives of children, I am afraid they will lack the necessary love, which will affect their growth.
But now, he finally discovered that the meaning of his making money is what Li Luo is doing now, bringing warmth, joy and laughter to the family.
Ling Zhuoqun suddenly felt an urge in his heart. He wanted to get the marriage certificate with the girl in front of him as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he missed the opportunity, he might never find such a good girl again.
He thought again of that day when the girl cried bitterly and told himself that he would be responsible for her. Yes, he had decided to be responsible for her.
Today's food tastes better than ever before.
After dinner, Ling Zhuoqun washed the dishes as usual. After washing the dishes, he found some burn ointment and applied it to Li Luo's wound, although Li Luo felt that it was unnecessary.
She was only slightly scalded, and after Ling Zhuoqun washed her, there was almost no red mark. However, Ling Zhuoqun not only applied ointment, but also prepared to wrap Li Luo's hand like a dumpling.
Li Luo quickly pulled his hand away: "Mr. Ling, you are making a fuss out of nothing."
Ling Zhuoqun saw that there was indeed nothing serious on Li Luo's arm, so he gave up.
After a long pause, Ling Zhuoqun said, "Tomorrow, I will go with you to visit your parents."
Li Luo sat up suddenly: "Are you saying you want to take me back to the city?"
Ling Zhuoqun couldn't help but laugh at Li Luo's angry look. Was she so repulsive to the Li family's parents? Yes, the Li family didn't care about the family relationship of more than ten years. They said they wanted their adopted daughter to come and get married, and the adopted daughter came.
No matter what you say in your heart, there will always be resentment.
"It's not the Li family, it's the Lin family." Ling Zhuoqun said seriously.
"Lin family? Didn't Lin's parents run away? How could it be..."
"Who told you that they ran away?" Ling Zhuoqun asked back.
"Lin Ge said..." Li Luo finally reacted halfway through her words. Everything was just Lin Ge's one-sided statement. She had never verified it and really thought that Lin's father and mother had run away.
So, what Ling Zhuoqun means now is that Mr. and Mrs. Lin are still in the next village?
What the hell does this happen?
Seeing the puzzled look on Li Luo's face, Ling Zhuoqun also wondered what exactly happened. It was true that the Lin parents took the money, but he had met the Lin parents at the beginning, and they said that their daughter wanted to cancel the engagement and not get married, and then they said they wanted to return the betrothal gift.
But who would have thought that before the betrothal gift was returned, Li Luo came to get married. Ling Zhuoqun thought that it was the Lin family's parents who met Li Luo and asked Li Luo to get married.
"Then tomorrow, are you going to go with me to visit the Lin family's parents...your parents?" Ling Zhuoqun respected Li Luo's opinion. If Li Luo didn't want to see them for the time being, he would follow her.
But he also wanted to get a marriage certificate with Li Luo as soon as possible.
"Go! Of course I have to go!" Li Luo said excitedly. If he could meet Lin's father and mother, many mysteries could be solved.
(End of this chapter)