I accidentally married my best friend's son

"Excuse me, where is Yin Cuizhu's home?"

The navigation ended, and the surroundings were all green. The Land Rover stopped on the side of the road. Cui Zhengjiu opened the car window and stuck his head out to ask.

An elderly woman passing by pointed to a narrow alley. The fired tiles on the alley were covered with moss stains caused by rain, giving it a sense of age.

Walking into the narrow alley, the houses on both sides mostly have stone walls that have been washed away by rain for 3/4, and red-painted wooden structures above, with some weathered glass installed in the gaps, and small green tile roofs, still retaining the style of decades ago.

Qian Lina frowned. "Is this shabby place for people to live in?"

Zhou Tingsheng was holding the gift, feeling nervous and unwilling to walk in front.

Qian Lina's eyes were lively and she suddenly discovered a problem.

"Jung-jiu!"

"What's the matter, cousin?"

"Drive your Land Rover away! We're here to ask Tingsheng's mother to pay us to get him out of the detention center. If they see you driving a Land Rover, what's going on?"

Cui Zhengjiu hissed between his teeth, "My cousin's words make sense. Why didn't I think of that?"

This Land Rover was just the most inconspicuous car in Shen Xue's garage. Qian Lina and Zhou Tingsheng sat comfortably in it and didn't think about this. They always had the illusion that the car was theirs.

When Zhou Tingsheng was a child, he often went to Cui Huizhu's parents' home during the summer vacation. Stepping into such an alley would still awaken some childhood memories.

Qian Lina glanced at her cousin who was moving the car in the distance, then turned around and said, "Look at this shabby place. How could your father have anything to do with a woman like this?"

"Qian Lina, please be careful with your words!"

That's his biological mother!

Zhou Tingsheng was a little annoyed.

Without this biological mother, how could he exist in the world!

People like Qian Li certainly don't know how pathetic they are. Beneath the shabby appearance of this place, there are nouveau riche.

This plantation is green and pollution-free, and has served on the dining tables of some of the capital's dignitaries, as well as large shopping malls and supermarkets.

This is just a temporary residence for people. Many people have purchased luxury houses in the city center.

Even Yin Cuizhu's son paid in full for the house.

"No. 23, this is the house."

When she got closer, Qian Lina spoke in a lower voice.

"Who are you looking for?"

An old man was wearing sportswear, as if he had just come back from exercise.

"Is Yin Cuizhu from this family?"

"She's working in the fields now. What do you want from her?"

"Please take us there, her own son is here."

Qian Lina saw the old man, who had washed countless old clothes, and although she despised him in her heart, she still had to be polite, "We are here to recognize our relatives."

The old man tilted his head and was stunned for a moment. Yin Cuizhu has another son?

She gave birth to her current son, Hong Yingqiang, but just as she was one year old, her husband died of illness.

How come another son appeared?

"follow me!"

The old man was in good health and started leading the way. The young man walked too slowly to keep up.

It's almost noon and the sun is shining brightly. It's really unbearable to stay in the air-conditioned room for a long time.

But if you are willing to endure hardship, this plantation can still be very profitable.

"Yin Cuizhu, someone is looking for you!"

There are various fruit trees, entwined with green vines, and rows of racks are quite dense.

"My mother and my brother are watering the garden."

A woman was wearing a sun hat and her skin was dark, which was obviously caused by long-term exposure to the sun.

If she hadn't said that her mother was on the plantation, Tingsheng would have almost suspected that this woman was his mother.

Women in the city can basically maintain the appearance of their age if they take care of themselves and dress up.

"You are my eldest sister, right?"

Hong Yingyou looked at the pretty boy in front of him in astonishment.

"You are? You got the wrong person, didn't you?"

“It’s Big Sister Yingyou!”

Zhou Tingsheng was overjoyed.

Qian Lina, however, rolled her eyes secretly and said, "You country bumpkin."

That’s right, my father Zhou Dake said in the detention center that my eldest sister Hong Yingyou is over 30 years old and has not yet married. She has been helping her younger brother manage the plantation. They are individual investors.

This younger brother is one year older than Zhou Tingsheng. He has no other job and points to this garden.

Only Hong Yingqiang's wife worked in a barbecue restaurant on Shangqing Street North Road and also invested some shares.

My younger sister Hong Yingzhen works in the city of Weier. She rents a house outside and comes back every weekend.

If the bail money had not been sufficient, Li Junhao would have made a phone call and the father and son would not have had the chance to meet and talk in the detention center.

Hong Yingyou doesn't like strangers very much, especially people like Qian Lina, who always communicates with a sense of superiority.

My mother never mentioned that she had a younger brother outside. Now Ying Qiang has already made her exhausted, and now another one has appeared!

There is no end to the help.

Hong Yingyou had no intention of paying attention to the stranger and walked along the row of fruit trees into the depths of the dense forest.

"Mom, there's a guy from the city outside who says it's your son."

Hong Yingyou continued to bend over and weed. If he couldn't finish, he would continue after dark. He could hardly wear new clothes, and he was only wearing work clothes when he went out and came in.

Even the work clothes have been worn for several years.

There is no way. I was born as the eldest daughter and have to carry the burden of life for my mother, from the age of 5 to now.

The mother should bear the burden for her younger brother, and she should bear the burden for her mother.

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle. If you can't finish the work today, you'll have to slap it on the head. You have to get up at 4 a.m. tomorrow morning. If you're in a hurry to ship the goods, the transport truck won't wait for you!"

Mother Yin Cuizhu ordered.

Hong Yingyou really wanted to retort, but she couldn't win.

Not only can they not win the argument, but the opposing camp also has several mouths to speak.

Hong Yingqiang was sweating profusely from working so hard. He pushed aside the dense branches and leaves with one hand and walked out. "Sister, you've worked hard. Let's work hard together and rest early after we finish!"

"After lunch, you can take a nap. I'm afraid you'll be tired, so I'll do more work so we can finish it sooner!"

Hong Yingyou ignored him and continued working with his head down. He had heard this too many times.

Seeing that his elder sister didn't say anything, Hong Yingqiang followed the ground and walked outside.

Yin Cuizhu had a haggard face and was stunned for a few seconds.

"I'm Tingsheng! Don't you remember me?" Zhou Tingsheng's voice was a little hoarse with excitement.

Yin Cuizhu finally realized, "You are my child... Tingsheng?"

Judging from his clothes and temperament, he is a typical city dweller.

After thinking about it, I decided to accept it!

"mom!"

"Hey!"

The mother and son hugged each other and cried with joy.

But this kind of crying of joy is different for everyone.

Cui Huizhu raised her child to be plump and fair, and his face shape is very similar to her own.

He had a round face when he was a child, and she thought he would look like his father, Zhou Tingsheng. The only flaw was that the child had acne scars on his face.

I haven't paid attention to this kid since he went to high school.

She felt relieved knowing that Zhou Dake and Cui Huizhu were taking care of her.

"Mom, this is my wife, Lina," Zhou Tingsheng said with tears in his eyes and a smile on his face.

"Lina, call mom!"

Seeing that Qian Lina didn't move, he secretly poked her with his elbow.

Qian Lina frowned and called out lightly, "Mom!"

His tone was short, as if he was afraid of dropping it on the ground and getting it stuck.

He didn't cook a single meal for her, didn't spend a penny on her wedding and house purchase, and she just became her mother.

But we still have to consider Zhou Tingsheng's feelings.