After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

After being woken up by the alarm clock at eight o'clock in the morning, Lin Tieqiang was about to take his mother and son out for a nice meal. When he went to their room, he found that the bed was empty.

He quickly took out his mobile phone, only to find that the mobile phone with his mother's contact information was not with him at all. Lin Tieqiang quickly called Qin Li and asked her to send the phone number to him, but Qin Li never answered.

Lin Tieqiang was so anxious that he walked around the house and found the note left by his mother on the porch.

"Eldest son, Mom and Xiaodongdong have been out for a long time. Although you are out of tune, we see that you are doing well, so we are relieved. Mom is home selling vegetables. If you have enough money, you can do nothing. Send money home!"

Lin Tieqiang...

"Ugh"

After his mother and son left, Lin Tieqiang felt obviously lonely. He looked at the door for a while and decided to go out for some fun and not go to work today.

Qin Li, who was still waiting in the office for questioning, waited for a long time before Lin Tieqiang came to work.

"For a boss, the balance of 700 million in his account is nothing. Yesterday, another 300 million was transferred out. Lin Tieqiang, you are really good."

The grandfather and grandson here were about to get on the highway, and Mrs. Wei suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road.

"Grandma, what's the matter?"

Lin Dong asked with some confusion:

Mrs. Wei sighed and said:

"I'm worried about your bastard father. That vixen is not a good person at all."

"Nai, haven't you understood everything? Aren't they father and daughter?"

Mrs. Wei rolled her eyes at Lin Dong and said:

"Do you really believe that?"

Lin Dong nodded seriously.

"Nai, I believe that with my many years of experience in judging people, Lin Tieqiang is not lying."

Mrs. Wei shook her head gently and said:

"I'm not talking about your father, I'm talking about that vixen. They are not father and daughter at all. I always feel that they worked together to set a trap for your father?"

Lin Dong looked stern.

"Milk, let's go back then?"

"Your father has been soft-spoken since he was a child, especially towards women. When that educated youth blew some wind in his ears, he couldn't stand it anymore and insisted on divorcing your mother. Now there is another vixen by his side. I’m over 60 years old and I haven’t made any progress at all.”

Mrs. Wei gritted her teeth when she said it, with a look of disappointment on her face. Everyone has experienced things, and the longer they live, the more they understand. How come Lin Tieqiang keeps living and going back?

When Mrs. Wei left this morning, she originally wanted to ignore all this. Even if Lin Tieqiang was plotted, it was his fate, and he could learn from it and get to know the people around him. But Mrs. Wei thought Cruelly, when she really didn't care and walked away, the brilliance of motherhood dissipated again.

"Okay, okay, just think of it as the reward of 300 million."

After turning the car around, Mrs. Wei took Lin Dong back to the villa.

"Did you come to find us?"

Looking at the locked door, Lin Dong said doubtfully:

Thinking that her son was still thinking about her, Mrs. Wei finally felt better.

Mrs. Wei wrote a small note of reminder and stuffed it into the villa along the crack of the door. As soon as Lin Tieqiang came home and saw the note, he would be able to find clues to the matter with a little investigation.

But before Mrs. Wei could feel comfortable for long, when the two of them were about to leave, they saw Lin Tieqiang's car next to a villa not far from the Lin family villa.

"At this."

Mrs. Wei mobilized her little spiritual consciousness and went into the house to check. When she saw the chaotic scene in the room, she quickly withdrew her spiritual consciousness and swiped her hand twice in front, as if she wanted to pull it away. All clean things were pulled out of his head.

Lin Dong didn't know why. Looking at grandma's closed eyes and trembling body, he asked with some worry:

"Miscellaneous, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, grandson, please check if there are any surveillance cameras around here."

Lin Dong looked around, pointed at a camera and said:

"Milk, there's one over there."

Mrs. Wei found a small stone beside the car, gathered her spiritual energy and hit it.

The camera broke on the spot.

"Milk! You?"

Mrs. Wei glanced at Lin Dong who was stunned.

"This is all trivial. Your breasts were much better back then."

"Ding, the system has received 13 cattle coins."

Mrs. Wei was stunned for a moment, but she felt a little comforted anyway.

Lin Dong held it in for a long time and finally spit out one sentence.

"Nai, have you ever practiced?"

Mrs. Wei smiled faintly and did not answer. She took out the linen bag she had packed with vegetables from the trunk and handed it to Lin Dong.

"Come here and squat."

"Milk, what are we doing?"

"Shh, don't talk yet. I'll let you vent your anger."

After taking a shower, a refreshed Lin Tieqiang just came out of the little widow's house next door. He thought for a while, it was only around nine o'clock, so he might as well go to the company to have a look.

While walking, a big sack suddenly fell from the sky, with a lot of rotten vegetable leaves in it.

"Who"

"Ah, ouch!"

"Ah, help me, please spare my life, hero. I am the boss of Qiangsheng Group. I have a lot of money. Everything is easy for us to talk about."

"Ouch, you can't fight there!"

Ten minutes later, Lin Tieqiang, who was lying on the ground and groaning, heard the sound of a car starting, and the fists falling on him finally stopped.

On the way back, Mrs. Wei happily hummed a ditty.

Lin Dong on the side was a little uneasy.

"Nai, you won't get retribution for beating your biological father, right?"

Mrs. Wei snorted coldly.

"Hitting your own father will result in retribution, but beating Lin Tieqiang will not."

The road back was still long, and the two of them had to drive for another 20 hours.

In Dawang Village, on the third day after Mrs. Wei left home, a big event happened in the village.

After the special funds arrived, Li Jinjin, secretary of the county party committee, came in person and brought 100 million yuan in disaster relief funds.

At that time, the village chief, Er Maozi, was stunned. He was holding the county party secretary's hand, shaking and shaking. After asking carefully, he knew the reason. At the same time, the villagers who knew the reason couldn't help but sigh. Mrs. Wei is over 80 years old. She is really capable. She can actually get to know the county party committee secretary by selling vegetables.

On the first day of the accident in Dawang Village, the bridge was broken, and most of the vegetables in the vegetable garden were destroyed. Mrs. Wei and the others did not go to set up stalls. Everyone who was used to Wei's food was a little uncomfortable on the dining table. The Li family is the worst.

After eating the vegetables grown by Mrs. Wei for more than a month, Li Wenkai's grandmother, Grandma Li, has obviously improved a lot and is much more energetic. Now when she has nothing to do, she goes for a walk in the community and meets the elderly with their children. We chatted and went to the small square in the evening to dance square dance with everyone. As time went by, the old lady became even more naughty.

This morning, I felt that the side dishes I ate didn't taste right. By noon, every dish on the table felt unsatisfactory. Grandma Li put down her chopsticks without taking a few bites.

Li Qianjin didn't think it was anything, as long as he was full, but Xu Hui was not easy to fool. After taking two bites, he put down his chopsticks and looked a little unhappy.