Zheng Zhi strode in, and when he walked to the door, the three of them automatically respectfully gave way, and Song Jingqiao followed behind dignified and generously, but was ruthlessly blocked by the three.

"This is the second uncle's house, who allowed you to enter? Only the daughter-in-law of the Zheng family can enter the door! If you know each other, go out by yourself!"

The one who spoke was the eldest Zheng Qi, Song Jingqiao had read the information before he came, and Zheng Zhi called him "maggot".

"Zheng Qi, right?" Song Jingqiao took a step into the door, not squinting, not paying attention to them at all, "First of all, according to your family's family style and the brilliance of the heirs, I think the Zheng family will most likely not be able to marry a daughter-in-law who is serious." ”

"...... you" Zheng Qi raised his head slightly, lazily: "What do you say?"

Song Jingqiao ignored him and entered the living room by himself, "Secondly, I am here today as your eldest brother's girlfriend, you should call me sister-in-law." ”

"You think beautiful!" Zheng Yao was only thirteen years old, but he was already very tall, he came over directly and grabbed Song Jingqiao's arm, "Why do we call you sister-in-law?!"

"It's okay if you don't call your sister-in-law. ”

Song Jingqiao tilted his head, a loving smile appeared on his face.

"The eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, it stands to reason that you can also call me Mom. ”

——

Zheng Zhi sat on the tea table by the window, skillfully took out a box of chrysanthemum tea from the drawer, grabbed a handful and put it into the purple clay pot, and then carried a handful of watermelon seeds like a trick, ready to watch the play.

"Don't fight, the furniture is expensive. ”

He instructed, and then raised his hand to signal that Song Jingqiao could start performing.

“......”

Isn't this person's mind too obvious when he looks at the excitement?

It's just a few ignorant younger brothers, as for buying her specifically to re-educate them?

Song Jingqiao couldn't understand her employer's thoughts, but that didn't stop her from working hard.

Because of Zheng Zhi's words, the three younger brothers quieted down, sat in a row on the sofa, and glared at Song Jingqiao with fierce eyes.

Seeing this, Song Jingqiao calmly sat opposite, took out a pen and paper from the bag he carried, and began to write and draw without distraction, looking up at them from time to time.

The three of them were puzzled, and Zheng Qi felt tired after sitting for a while, and collapsed in the sofa and stopped moving.

Zheng Yao pushed him, "Brother, get up quickly! This woman may be writing some kind of charm to curse you!"

Zheng Qi refused to get up, "I'm tired, let me rest for a while." ”

Zheng Qian was puzzled, "You didn't seem to have done anything just now, did you?"

"It's tiring to be alive. Zheng Qi closed his eyes peacefully, and at the current crisis moment of the great enemy, he snorted without any psychological burden.

Zheng Yao: "......"

Zheng Qian: "......"

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw the encouraging look of 'you go first' in each other's eyes.

Zheng Qian is old and has the responsibility to stand up.

"What are you drawing? Are you cursing us?!"

"No, I'll give you a sketch. Song Jingqiao pushed the non-existent glasses, and commanded them to get closer very professionally, "Don't show your eldest brother's face and block him, yes, I can't draw his three points of handsomeness at this level, but it's barely enough to draw you." ”

"What do you mean?!" Zheng Yao raised his butt to the left unconvinced, "Is this position okay?"

"Okay, you can. ”

Song Jingqiao waved his hand and sketched the final stroke of this amazing work in a chic manner, "It's done!"

"So fast, did you study art in college?" Zheng Qian bent over to look at it in disbelief, and showed great shock at the painting after just one glance: "Could it be...... Holy!"

"What's wrong, what's wrong, what's the drawing?"

Zheng Yao also squeezed over to take a look, and what caught his eye were three lively little Wang Ba.

Green.

Two vertically, one horizontally.

“......”

There was a dead silence.

It just so happened that Zheng Zhi finished drinking chrysanthemum tea, patted the melon seed crumbs on his hands, and walked slowly to the sofa with his hands behind his back.

He grew tall, and he could see the three kings at a glance.

Zheng Yao gritted his teeth angrily, "Big brother, look at what she drew this!"

"Obviously, these are three kings. Zheng Zhi said.

"But she said it was the three of us, and she cursed!"

"No, I don't. Zheng Zhi took the paper, read it carefully, and looked at Song Jingqiao with appreciation in the accusatory eyes of the two younger brothers.

"Although the artistic conception and composition are average, it is better to be realistic. ”

Zheng Yao, Zheng Qian's two brothers: "......"

"Aren't you going to have dinner together?" Zheng Zhi seemed to be unable to see their blue faces, and sat down at the table by himself.

Zheng Yao tore the paper in hatred, crossed his hand, and asked Song Jingqiao to cook by name.

Song Jingqiao shook his head and refused, "I don't know how to cook, let's order takeout." ”

"The takeout is not fresh, I am still growing my body, and you will let me eat that kind of garbage?"

"Don't eat takeout, what do you eat? I only make dumplings. ”

"Dumplings are fine. Zheng Qian pulled Zheng Yao, who was still petty, and persuaded in a low voice: "Okay, there are many ways to make her ugly, why don't you just make trouble when you make dumplings for a while?"

Zheng Yao reluctantly agreed, "Then eat dumplings, I want to eat beef." ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

Song Jingqiao walked out of the door slowly, and before going out, he took a small shovel to plant flowers in the utility room next to him.

Zheng Yao couldn't figure out what she was going to do, so he pursed his lips and followed behind, ready to raise her with flour when the time came.

But Song Jingqiao had no intention of going into the kitchen at all, and began to dig the soil with a small shovel when he went to the yard.

Zheng Yao was stunned, "I asked you to make dumplings, why are you digging the soil?"

"Plant wheat. Song Jingqiao shrugged his shoulders as a matter of course, "Don't you want to eat fresh? After I finish planting wheat, I will go to buy a calf and come back to raise it, and strive to let you eat beef dumplings before your eightieth birthday." ”

Zheng Yao: "......"

Twelve or thirteen-year-old children, pampered children, have never seen such a brazen and unreasonable adult, for a while, except for silently muttering in his heart that he must sue her when his parents come back, he couldn't say anything.

Dinner was ordered for takeout, four dishes and one soup, fish and meat, bought with Zheng Qian's mobile phone.

Zheng Qian dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he could only look at the balance that was about to return to zero.

Probably because of the repeated return of feathers that made people lose their heart, Zheng Yao didn't make a moth when he ate, and Zheng Qi simply didn't wake up, crooked on the sofa and didn't move, with a little bit of wine on his body.

The meal was quite peaceful, but Song Jingqiao was used to chewing slowly, and the eating speed was slower, Zheng Yao finished eating the fastest, and sneered at her after eating: "I said that some people should eat less, and they don't look at how fat they are, let's lose weight!"

Song Jingqiao automatically sat down, holding the bowl and looking at him suspiciously, "Why should I lose weight? It's not that I can't afford to eat." ”

"Really?" she turned her head to Zheng Zhi.