Bang!

Song Yu slammed open the courtyard door and ran in with a gust of wind, panting unevenly and said:

"Oh no, my second uncle has brought a woman back!"

Wang Xinfeng was stunned, her fingers were only a little distance from the beautiful big unity, but she didn't catch it for a long time, maintained such a ridiculous posture, turned her head and asked:

"What?"

"What?" Song Chun'an, who was standing in the outhouse, was shocked, and asked his nephew with a pair of sleeping phoenix eyes in disbelief.

Song Yu swallowed hard and nodded heavily.

"Fifth uncle, you heard it right, it's my second uncle, he brought a woman back from outside, and he is about to arrive home. ”

The brothers and sisters of Song Xin and Song Miao, who hurriedly caught up behind, also nodded in panic.

There was silence in the east room, no one spoke, and the expressions on everyone's faces were confused and flustered.

Who? Song Chunli brought a woman back? Early in the morning? Can't you?

Wang Xinfeng slowly straightened up, regardless of the great unity on the ground, pushed away Song Chun'an and Song Yu, who were in the way, ran to the door of the east house, held on to the door frame, and asked with a look of hope:

"Mom, Song Chunli slept in the same room with the two of you last night, right?"

Mrs. Song was ruthlessly pinched by Li Shengnan for a while, and was slammed by Yu Aihong so hard that her vest was hot, and the breath in her chest only dispersed, and she was asked by her words, so she was so angry!

"Where does your man sleep at night, you don't know how to be a daughter-in-law?

Wang Xinfeng instinctively wanted to talk back to her mother-in-law, but somehow endured it, and asked anxiously:

"Did he sleep in your room?!"

Mrs. Song looked at her pitiful appearance in an anxious eye, and her heart suddenly softened, and she sighed and said:

"Nope. ”

He asked again:

"He didn't go back to sleep last night?"

Wang Xinfeng shook his head lightly as if he had been struck by thunder, lifted his mouth, and said angrily:

"I, I don't know. ”

Mrs. Song endured and endured, closed her eyes hard, gently broke away from the frozen hands of the two daughters-in-law, sighed again, and said disappointedly:

"You tell me what you are doing, that's your man. "Yoyo Book League

Wang Xinfeng's tears flowed out, she raised her hand indiscriminately and wiped the ashes on her face.

"Mom, he's your son, you have to take care of him......"

Mrs. Song looked at her.

The body was bloated, the clothes were buried, the hair was messy, the gauze tied around the head slid down to the back of the head, and there were several dirty handprints on it, as if he had lost a battle;

The face was black and white, and he snorted for a while, and bubbled out of his snot after a while.

Mrs. Song closed her eyes in disgust and turned her head to look at the other two daughters-in-law.

Needless to say, Li Shengnan is a girl from the city, no matter what time she is, she is exquisite, and there is no time when she is not good-looking.

Even the black and thin eldest daughter-in-law is tidying up at home.

Although the clothes were patched, they were washed and dressed neatly, and the patches were embroidered with flowers; the big braids were combed smooth and smooth, and the red head rope was carefully knotted.

Let's take a look at the three Song Yu brothers and sisters who ran back, all of them are generous and beautiful, and they look good.

Think about Wang Xinfeng's children again.

Mrs. Song didn't want to mention it more.

Not to mention what the sons are like.

are also biological, the eldest son and the fifth son have a daughter-in-law who hurts, and the younger son who doesn't marry a daughter-in-law has the pain of being a mother.

But only the second child, alas, don't mention it.

Mrs. Song thought about a lot of thoughts in an instant, although she was dissatisfied with Wang Xinfeng's daughter-in-law in one way or another, but in the end, this was a family member and had to be protected.

"You hurry back and pack up, I'll ask what's going on. ”

Mrs. Song felt bad in her heart, but she still wanted to save face for her daughter-in-law, and she was very clear about the difference between home and outside.

Wang Xinfeng was stubborn, gritted his teeth and glared:

"I don't, I want to see what kind of vixen he Song Chunli brought back, see if I don't pick her S skin!"

The poignant voice fell on the ears of the group who had just entered the door, causing them to pause in unison.

Song Chunli stood at the gate, his shoulders visibly drooping again, cowering and indifferent.

The woman next to him slapped him on the shoulder, and without hesitation, she took his arm and went into the courtyard:

"What are you afraid of? This is going back to your own home, and your back is straight! I'll support you!"