Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen - Chapter 150

150 Relationship between Mother and Son

From her words, it was not difficult to tell that Lin Zhiqing and Granny Lin were mother and son. Granny Lin had always thought that Lin Zhiqing was dead. Combined with Granny Lin’s injuries, something extremely tragic must have happened back then.

Jian Qingqing rented a house for Granny Lin in the county to let her stay here to recuperate. She even hired someone to take care of her and requested Wei Wusheng to give her a follow-up consultation.

Granny Lin did not decline because she wanted to recuperate until she met her son.

After arranging these matters, Jian Qingqing returned to the Jian Family Village.

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On the way, she suddenly remembered that she did not tell her family when she came out last night. She immediately felt a little guilty.

When she returned home, she did not see anyone waiting for her. She felt that it was a little strange. This was not normal. She did not come back for a whole night. Although the officials knew about her going out, she did not even tell her family when she stayed outside. Shouldn’t they be scolding her?

Over the past few days, the village had started to plant things one after another. Jian Qingqing went to inspect them. When she reached their land, she waved her hand and shouted, “Father! Mother! Grandfather!”

As she said that, she jogged over. She lowered her head guiltily and said softly, “Father, Mother, Grandfather, I’m back.”

Old Man Jian looked up at her and asked casually, “Is Granny Lin alright?”

Jian Qingqing shook her head. “She’s fine now, but she still needs to take care of her body.”

Mother Jian smiled and said, “That’s good. This is what happens when you’re old. You often feel uncomfortable.”

“Grandfather and father will definitely live to be a hundred years old!”

After saying that, she pretended to say it casually and asked, “Aren’t you angry that I didn’t come back last night?”

The three of them looked puzzled. “What is there to be angry about?”

Jian Qingqing also looked puzzled. “I didn’t come back!”

Only then did Mother Jian react, “Oh, you mean this? You were trying to save people back then, so I can understand. Besides, didn’t you send Doctor Wei’s people to explain later? Father and Mother aren’t stubborn and pedantic people. It doesn’t matter where you go. Just let your family know.”

Jian Qingqing suddenly understood. So it was Big Brother Wei who sent people to tell her family. She even said that, otherwise, she would have been interrogated long ago.

In the next few days, Jian Qingqing had to go back and forth between the village and the county every day. She first went to the county to visit Granny Lin and ask about her illness. Wei Wusheng said that she had the will to live, so her body recovered quite well.

With that, she was relieved. Then, she returned to the village to patrol and see if there were any mistakes in the methods they planted, and how the germination rate was after they were planted.

All of this had to be recorded one by one, so she was in extreme pain these few days. Mother Jian did not let her work anymore, and she even helped her wash her clothes. Jian Qingqing was very touched by this and gave her mother a kiss.

Mother Jian slapped her in embarrassment. “Go! Who did you learn this from? Aren’t you ashamed?”

As Mother Jian said this, her face turned red.

Jian Qingqing giggled. “You’re my mother, who else would I kiss if not you? We’re mother and daughter, what’s there to be ashamed of? I only kiss you because I love you too much!”

Although she had heard Jian Qingqing’s words many times, her mother would feel shy every time she heard them. She pulled Jian Qingqing into her arms and said with a red face, “Mother loves you too.”

This was the daughter she had given birth to after ten months of pregnancy. When she was young, she was thinner and smaller than her younger brother, Xiao Hu, who was born with her.

She was also often sick. At that time, she did not sleep at all to take care of her. Now, she was still so sweet-talking, how could she not love her?

Jian Qingqing smiled and rubbed against her chest. Of course, she had to say it out loud to the person she loved.