Chapter 0020: A Silly Boy

When he arrived at the entrance of the vegetable market, Feng Yin took out dozens of coppers and handed them to Zhang Xinghe: "Second brother, you hurry up and go in to buy some meat and bones, and then ......." ”

Speaking of this, Feng Yin paused: "Forget it, let's go in together." ”

Feng Yin is afraid that this young man will not know how to be flexible, what if he doesn't see the one that sells these two things, what if he doesn't buy it?

My body needs to be repaired, and the injured man also needs to be repaired.

Zhang Qiubai and Zhang Xinghe looked at the old lady inexplicably, and always felt that today's mother had some indescribable feelings.

Seeing this, Zhang Xinghe hurriedly handed back the money given by his mother: "Mother, you should take this money." ”

"What? Are you tired of getting a few coppers? ”

Feng Yin didn't get the money back, but scolded angrily, "Wait to buy things later, do you want the old lady to bargain with those vendors in person?" ”

"No, my son didn't think so."

Zhang Xinghe listened to his mother's scolding, not only was he not nervous, but he was relieved, and his tone of voice was much lighter.

A silly boy.

Looking at the bright smile on the second childish face, Feng Yin couldn't help but be secretly amused.

The corner of his eye focused on the boss: "Boss, drive the car inside and see if there are any good things." ”

"Eh, I know my mother."

Zhang Qiubai listened to his mother's tone of scolding his second brother, put the strange feeling in his heart behind, and drove into the vegetable market.

Feng Yin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her husband who was lying down, and found that he had quietly opened his eyes and was looking at himself.

I couldn't help but feel a sudden in my heart: Sister shouldn't have shown her feet.

She tried to act like the original, leaning forward slightly: "Are you hungry?" Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll let the second child buy it. ”

Zhang Yiming shook his head and smiled: "Anything is good, you just look at it and buy it." ”

"Okay."

Feng Yin agreed, and turned her eyes away to look at the street stalls.

so as not to be seen as flawed.

Listening to the sound of words behind them, Zhang Qiubai and Zhang Xinghe turned back happily: "Dad, are you awake?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Yiming faced his cheap son, his expression was very natural, and he just kept his face tight.

"Don't be verbose, hurry up and buy something and go home."

Seeing that the two sons were going to stop and care for their father, Feng Yin immediately stopped him, "If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it later." ”

"Huh."

The two teenagers agreed, happily retracting their gazes.

The mother and son bought pheasants and wild boar meat at the market, and also bought a few large bones that no one wanted.

By the way, the pig here also costs money to go into the water, but it is much cheaper than meat, and it is similar to picking it up for nothing.

So Feng Yin asked Zhang Xinghe to buy several pictures of pigs in the water, and then went to a small pharmacy on the street to buy some traditional Chinese medicine such as cinnamon and star anise as seasonings.

At the gate of the city, Feng Yin asked Zhang Xinghe to buy more than a dozen buns.

Feng Yin: "I'm hungry after a busy day, let's eat a cushion first." ”

As she spoke, she looked at Zhang Yiming: "Husband, let me feed you?" ”

Zhang Yiming stretched out his hand: "No, I'll come by myself." ”

He hurt his waist and feet, but he didn't hurt his hands, so how could he be fed by others?

Feng Yin saw him like this, and decisively handed over the bun and hemp paper: "Do you want to help you sit up?" ”

Zhang Yiming: "No, that's fine." ”

"Okay, you eat slowly, don't drop it."

said that he urged the two sons not to delay time and continue to hurry.

In the car, the couple didn't communicate again, just thinking about their hearts and looking at each other secretly.

When the ox cart entered Xiaoyu Village, it was the time for the villagers to finish their work and go home.

"Ah, Qiubai, what's wrong with your father?"

Some people ask the boss, some people ask the second, and some people also ask Feng Yin.

One by one, they gathered around the ox cart and craned their necks to see the situation.