The key is that when the Zhang Qiubai brothers saw their father and mother talking to their three children, their demeanor and smile were too gentle and too close to them.

Feng Yin was having fun with her little girl and her two grandchildren when she heard footsteps at the door.

When I turned around, I saw that the two cheap sons seemed to see something rare, and they couldn't come back to their senses with their mouths open for a long time.

I wanted to laugh in my heart, but my face instantly pulled down: "What do you see?" Haven't you ever seen my mother and grandson teasing her grandson? ”

Zhang Yiming, who was half-leaning on the futon, listened to her deliberately fierce tone, and the corners of his lips unconsciously pulled out an arc, but they quickly converged again.

raised his eyes to look at the two sons, and pouted in disgust: "The two of you are unproductive, maybe you don't know that I have such a leisurely and elegant side with you." ”

Feng Yin raised her eyebrows and reached out to hold the man's hand, and said cooperatively: "Who can be blamed for this?" It's not that they didn't worry about it before, and you have to be a master in the academy again, so you don't have time. ”

In just a few words, the 'couple' easily broke the suspicions in Zhang Qiubai and Zhang Xinghe's hearts.

The brothers glanced at each other, hurriedly stepped into the house, and bowed: "Father, mother, it's the sons who are not filial, and you are still worried at such an age." ”

Feng Yin listened to the words of the two sons, her eyelids jumped wildly, and she roared in her heart: "Why is my sister 'so old'?" ”

"Sister is only thirty-three, it is the best youth in a woman's life!"

Zhang Yiming's mood was not much better, and he said in his heart: "Brother is not in love or married, why is he old?" ”

But the two cheap sons are also filial piety, and their 'husband and wife' really dare not chill.

So seeing that Feng Yin's face was not very good, he had to come forward: "Okay, don't kneel down without moving." ”

Zhang Yiming's tone was not good, and his eyes were deep and mysterious: "Let outsiders see it, how did I abuse you with your mother." ”

Brother Zhang Qiubai listened to his father's words, and hurriedly got up: "Father, mother, my son will work harder in the future to ensure that he is your son." ”

"Lao Tzu doesn't listen to nonsense, only looks at actions."

The corners of Zhang Yiming's lips twitched imperceptibly, and he looked at Feng Yin, "Damn, do you say that's reasonable?" ”

Feng Yin nodded cooperatively: "The husband is right, the old lady doesn't listen to nonsense, she only looks at the actual action." ”

The words fell, and he said: "Okay, since you are back, you will carry your father, take Jifan to Lizheng's house, and get the adoption certificate." ”

"Mother? This ......"

Brother Zhang Qiubai didn't expect that his mother would be so simple and rude that she would give an order directly without consulting them to her brother.

"What? Just said that he wanted to be our good son, and he regretted it so quickly? ”

Zhang Yiming's eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep pupils flashed with a terrifying cold glow, "If you regret it, I'll just help you today." ”

It's just devastating.

Even Feng Yin couldn't help but feel cold in his heart when he heard this, looked at him inquiringly, and asked silently, "Do you really want to do this?" ”

Zhang Yiming winked at her and conveyed his thoughts: "Anyway, it's a cheap son, and it's not distressing to scare and scare occasionally." ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Feng Yin almost laughed, and then thought that her cheap son was still there, so she hurriedly held back, causing her to choke to death.

"Look at you, why are you so careless."

Zhang Yiming saw her choking with tears, her little face flushed, and she hurriedly reached out to pat her back, "What's the matter?" Better? ”

Feng Yin coughed and waved her hand, her voice hoarse: "It's okay, it's okay, it'll be fine soon." ”

"Stop talking."

Zhang Yiming was really distressed now, the hand on her back was a little harder, but his eyes looked at the two cheap sons faintly.