Song Anyang closed the door angrily, and the heavy sound of closing the door echoed in the empty corridor for a long time, and it took a long time to regain calm.

Seeing that Song Anyang couldn't listen to her words, Mrs. Song sighed a little dissatisfied, and when she turned to go downstairs, she muttered softly: "You said that Anyang, this child, doesn't know who is used to his temper, and when he is unhappy, he will pick up his face, and he will become more and more disagreeable." ”

At this time, Mrs. Song still thought that Mrs. Pei was right.

And Song Jiancheng, who was following Mrs. Song, heard this, and explained with a smile: "How can you say that Zhiyuan was born in Anyang with great hard work, how can a mother be willing to let her child be taken away, and she is indifferent!" ”

Although Song Jiancheng is also on the side of his parents, he is always worried about Song Anyang.

The children of large families are no smaller than them.

Here, there should also be a war between the family and the political party, and Anyang is reluctant, perhaps because of her reasons.

"Hardship? I didn't see how much she loved this child, I heard the confinement sister-in-law here say, the child in Anyang, if he has nothing to do, he will play Zhiyuan, as if he is a living toy, is this like words? ”

Song Jiancheng explained, but Mrs. Song looked a little annoyed, and her demeanor seemed to say that Song Anyang didn't even know how to take a child, so she sent it to Mrs. Pei, and she played with her with peace of mind, what's wrong.

As for Song Anyang's liking to play with Pei Zhiyuan, it has indeed been spread all over the villa; But no one acquiesced, who would dare to say this casually among the servants working in the Pei family!!

In the final analysis, Song Anyang himself thinks about life too simple and beautiful.

Even though Mrs. Pei and Mr. Pei were busy and did their best for her to have a child; But after all, she is just a daughter-in-law who marries into the door, and a little carelessness is a big mistake.

Just like if Song Anyang teases Pei Zhiyuan in her own house all day long, her parents will see that Song Anyang likes Pei Zhiyuan very much, and the relationship between mother and son is harmonious.

But in the eyes of the servants managed by the Pei family and Aunt Huang, it changed to a different meaning.

At this time, only Pei Yue is left who can stand on Song Anyang's side and will stand on Song Anyang's side.

But Pei Yue felt that Song Anyang's refusal to hand over the child to Mrs. Pei seemed to be unreasonable, and he even ignored her irritably.

Song Anyang locked the bedroom and stayed in the house alone, originally wanting to take a nap, but the annoyance was too messy, and she ran on foot to chase Pei Zhiyuan before her, and her foot was injured, which would hurt faintly.

Although it hurt a lot, Song Anyang still gritted his teeth and held on for several hours, until night fell, Song Anyang really couldn't stand the pain of the wound, so he turned over and got up to check the condition of his feet.

The skin has been worn out, and a layer of slightly yellowish skin is hanging under Song Anyang's red wound under the skin.

There wasn't much bleeding, but the surroundings began to be red and swollen, and there were signs of inflammation.

There is an anti-inflammatory cream in the medicine box, which was prepared by Pei Yue when Song Anyang accidentally became inflamed after a caesarean section.

It works pretty well.

It's just that when Song Anyang smeared the medicine, he couldn't help but shed tears when he wiped it.

If the little bastard is not taken away by Mrs. Pei, she will still be playing with the little bastard, today is the full moon of the little bastard, and Pei Yue will always accompany them.

After shedding a few tears, Song Anyang held back his tears.

After hurriedly wiping the medicine manuscript and putting on a band-aid, I put on my shoes and got up.

The sky had completely darkened, and the room was empty, without the sound of children or other people, only the footsteps of Song Anyang as he walked back and forth in the house.

It's as cold as snow.

Knock Knock......

Suddenly, there was a small knock at the door, and the voice lagged behind, and the person outside the door raised his voice and shouted, "Madam, are you in the house?" The gentleman calls you downstairs to eat. ”

After speaking, there was silence outside, as if waiting for a response from inside.

But after waiting for a long time, no one inside responded, and the people standing outside the door had to knock on the door again and shouted, "Madam, are you in the house, Mr. shouted to you to go downstairs for dinner." ”

After that, the knocking on the door did not stop, and I clearly remembered that my wife was in the house, and I was silent for a long time, so it couldn't be that something happened.

Thinking of this, the confinement lady who called Mrs. Pei to eat was a little anxious, hesitated, and chose to turn around and get the spare key to open the door and see how Madame was doing.

The confinement lady went downstairs to get the spare key, and Pei Yue sat in the living room and watched.

He originally wanted to wait for Song Anyang to come downstairs and eat together.

Seeing the sister-in-law go downstairs in a panic to get the key, Ying Ting's brows frowned slightly, put down the newspaper he was looking at, and got up and went upstairs to see the woman's situation.

Quarrel is quarrel, unreasonable is unreasonable, but the wife must be the wife.

When the man went upstairs, the confinement lady had already opened the door, and Song Anyang was standing behind the door, blocking the door with a pale face, not coming out by himself, and not letting the confinement lady in.

"I can't eat it."

A simple and clear sentence, clean and clean.

"Ouch... Madam, aren't you embarrassed for us, Sir is still waiting for you downstairs, even if you don't eat, you can go down and sit down for a while. ”

Compared with the man in this house, the hostess is a gentle and kind person.

If there is a conflict between Mr. and Mrs., the servants will first go to Song Anyang and ask her to give in, so as not to embarrass them as the people who do things.

"Don't go, see him can't sit down."

As soon as Yuesao's voice fell, Song Anyang angrily expressed her dissatisfaction in her heart.

It's like a couple quarreling.

When Sister-in-law Yue saw Mrs. Pei like this, she already felt that Mr. and Mrs. were arguing fiercely.

When a woman is angry, she wants nothing more than the comfort of a man and the coaxing of rhetoric.

"Why do you bother, obviously ...... to Mr."

"If she doesn't eat, forget it, she won't die of hunger."

Just when the sister-in-law wanted to persuade Mrs. Pei again, she suddenly heard Mr.'s cold and sharp voice, which sounded not far away, and she was stunned.

The gentleman looked very angry, his whole face was dark and heavy, and his deep eyes seemed to exude a terrifying anger, and he looked angry, like a lion roaring in the middle of the night.

Compared with Mrs. Pei's coquettish anger, Mr. Pei's anger is obviously full of hellish cold atmosphere.

Because of Mr. Pei's words, the air was filled with cold violence, and neither of them would soften down first.

After Song Anyang heard Pei Yue's words, he slammed the door with a black face... The sound slammed shut.

Pei Yue gently narrowed his eyes, and walked to the study with a disapproving face.

Seeing that Mrs. Pei locked the door, Mr. Pei went to the study again, looked left and right, hurriedly followed Mr. Pei, and asked, "Does Mr. still have dinner?" ”

At this time, Pei Yue, how could he still be in the mood to have dinner.