Ling Zixuan sighed that he was 1.85 meters tall, and he had practiced, but he didn't stop his mother Jiang Muqing, it seems that a woman who is over forty can still climb to a new height in terms of physical fitness and momentum.

Jiang Muqing's current state is like a sea god who has completely burned the small universe, and he can't wait for a big move to send a tsunami and directly smash the Ling family's old mansion, "Ling Ziyu, Meng Zhihe, you come out for me!" Before he entered the living room, he began to roar.

Ling Zixuan saw that the war was inevitable, he rushed to Ling Ziyu's room as soon as possible, took little Mike out of Ling's house, stuffed him into the car, fastened his seat belt, and drove out of the gate directly with one foot of the accelerator.

"Uncle, I'm a child, and children can't sit in the passenger seat." Little Mike is a big ghost, clutching the handle by the car door.

"I'm sorry, my uncle is a little anxious. Let's not go far, just by the small bridge in front of us, shall we? Ling Zixuan has only one purpose, he can't let the children see the melee at home, such a small heart can't bear the ruthless confrontation and insults between adults, "Uncle will lead you to see the big fish for a while, okay?" ”

"Okay, look at the big fish, look at the big fish." Little Mike clapped his hands happily.

Jiang Muqing's eyes were on fire, and she couldn't even see Ling Zixuan holding little Mike past her, she only had her son's betrayal in her eyes, and before she opened her mouth, it was a loud slap, which made Ling Ziyu's glasses fly out, "I told you that you are not allowed to look for Meng Zhihe again, and you, didn't you promise me that you would no longer harass Ziyu, why are you backsliding now, do you still have me in your eyes?" Meng Zhihe's appearance completely tore Jiang Muqing's last line of defense.

"Who's here yelling." A majestic voice came from the other end of the living room, and Jiang Muqing looked back and saw that it was indeed Mrs. Ling.

"Didn't you tell the Song family last time that Ling Ziyu couldn't get married within three years? What is this now? Although it is no longer a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship, Jiang Muqing is still a little afraid of Mrs. Ling.

"The wedding is not in a hurry, isn't it," Old Lady Ling beckoned to Meng Zhihe, who was standing on the side trembling, "Don't come and help me yet." ”

Jiang Muqing glared at Meng Zhihe angrily and ran over to hold Old Lady Ling's arm, "What is this, can't I be the master of my own son." ”

"You want to be in charge," Old Lady Ling not only sneered, "Why don't you dare to be the master of Zixuan, but you just hold on to your eldest son, it's not because he's honest." ”

"I ......" Jiang Muqing couldn't help but be speechless, "No matter what, I don't agree, even if I have a child." ”

"It's useless if you don't agree......" Ling Ziyu, who was beaten but didn't say a word just now, finally spoke, "I want to be with her, you better leave it alone." ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Muqing's eyes widened, almost not believing his ears, "That means you don't care if I agree or not, you don't care about my feelings at all." ”

Jiang Muqing was silent for a while, her eyes were full of resentment, she looked at Meng Zhihe, "He became like this because of you, it was you who seduced my son, I won't agree." With that, she looked at the people in the living room fiercely, and turned away with a full of anger.

Ling Zixuan received a call from his brother and walked home with little Mike, and happened to meet Ling Haoran who had just come back at the door, "Something happened." ”

"Did your mother come here?" Just passing by Jiang Muqing's car at the corner of the street, Ling Haoran felt a little uneasy at that time, "Come to quarrel?" ”

"Then you think it's a chatter?"

The two came to the living room and saw Mrs. Ling softly comforting Meng Zhihe, who was sobbing, and after getting along for a while, Mrs. Ling found that Meng Zhihe was strong and kind, a good boy, and the most important thing was that Ling Ziyu liked it, and she had such a cute little Mike, she was very satisfied with such a granddaughter-in-law, and there was no reason not to protect her.

Meng Zhihe saw Ling Zixuan coming back with little Mike in his arms, and hurriedly wiped away his tears and barely squeezed out a smile, "Come, can you go back to the room with your mother to put the building blocks?" After taking little Mike, she nodded gratefully to Ling Zixuan.

"Is the truth serious?" Ling Haoran looked at the back of Meng Zhihe returning to the room, and the uneasiness just now expanded.

Ling Ziyu took off his glasses and broke the somewhat deformed temples, "Mom, she put down her cruel words, it shouldn't be just talking." ”

Ling Haoran and Ling Zixuan were silent, Jiang Muqing has always been good at tricks, and he is always unguardable. After a long while, Ling Haoran spoke, "Ziyu, you two can't go, if you are far away from the Ling family, it will be too late if something happens, Zixuan, or ......"

"How?" Ling Zixuan picked up an apple on the coffee table and took a bite to suppress the shock.

"Otherwise, you go and stay with your mother for a while, and you can monitor your mother's movements at any time."

"......" Ling Zixuan choked on a mouthful of apple, almost suffocating, "You, Alzheimer's ......"

"This idea ......," Old Man Ling, who had not spoken, took a sip of tea, "I think it is feasible." After a few years of observation, he found that there was a strange circle between the mother and son in the family, Ziyu was afraid of Jiang Muqing, Jiang Muqing was afraid of Ling Zixuan, and Ling Zixuan was very protective of this brother.

"What are you guys, throwing horses and chariots, you think you play chess? Don't ask me if I'd like to. Ling Zixuan almost jumped up, let him go and live with his mother, it was better to kill him.

"Then let's vote." Old Lady Ling finally decided.

After the whole family vote, Ling Zixuan was sent to Jiang's house with full votes, and Ling Ziyu personally went upstairs to help his dear brother pack his luggage, with a very pious attitude.

"Forget about the others, are you two sorry? They actually agreed to let me go there. "Ling Zixuan finally knows the nature of human beings, and he can sell anything for self-preservation.

"Don't think of us, just for little Mike, help us." Ling Ziyu almost lowered his voice, there was no way, who made himself timid when he saw his mother.

"You're so afraid of our mother?" Ling Zixuan didn't understand, so he didn't agree with him.

Ling Ziyu sighed, "You don't understand this, disciplining a child is like training a tiger, a whip when you are young, it is more effective than giving a knife when you are an adult." When I was five years old, my friend gave me a little turtle, I liked it very much, but my mother hated it, she asked me to go back, I didn't do it, and as a result, my mother trampled it to death in front of me, and then she told me to be obedient. ”

"So, you've been affected by this turtle until now?" Oh, Ling Zixuan is almost crazy, the shadow of his childhood is so terrifying.

"But you're different, remember when you were a kid?" Ling Ziyu couldn't help but smile when he remembered the past, "Mom likes a dress very much, you accidentally soiled her during dinner, after Mom got angry, the next day, she found that her skirt had become a rag." ”

"I can't remember." Ling Zixuan thought for a long time, "I've done too much of this kind of thing. ”

"So, you can do it again and help me."

"Okay, I'll go, go be a glorious-stirring stick, I don't know how many days the Jiang family can last."

Jiang Muqing, who was driving, sneezed hard for no reason......