"Mother."

Zhang Xinghe felt distressed again when he saw his daughter-in-law like this, and couldn't help but want to plead again.

Feng Yin looked at him lightly: "What do you want to say?" ”

Not again.

What Zhang Xinghe is most afraid of these days is that his mother looks at him with this kind of eyes.

It's much more terrifying than chasing after you with a broomstick.

He swallowed hard, but thought that his daughter-in-law was his favorite.

still stepped forward on his knees: "Mother, the Hu family has today, it's your son's fault, you can punish your son together, as long as you don't drive us out." ”

Feng Yin blinked, and looked sideways at Zhang Yiming: "His father, do you think this son can still be wanted?" ”

Zhang Yiming, who was sitting quietly watching the play, didn't expect Feng Yin to throw the problem to himself.

Suddenly asked, he was a little stunned, and then said gently: "The affairs of the family, the lady can just watch it." ”

"After all, my husband is away from home all the year round, and I don't know enough about the children, so everything is up to you."

Feng Yin: Why doesn't Sister ...... believe it?

In the original memory, the man actually had great expectations for the children in the family.

Therefore, I only believe half of these words of the man in front of me.

What's more, she didn't want to do something chilling to her children just after coming here.

The next moment she smiled and looked at Zhang Yiming with a faint gaze.

Zhang Yiming was a little heartbroken by her eyes, and coughed lightly and asked, "Why does the lady look like this husband?" ”

Feng Yin's smile was retracted a little before he smiled lightly: "As the saying goes, 'if you don't teach, your father's fault', husband, it's up to you to decide whether the second child goes or stays." ”

"As your woman, I didn't teach them well, while you are recuperating at home, this heavy responsibility is better handed over to you."

Saying that, Feng Yin got up without hesitation: "Huishu, let's go, go and have dinner with my mother." ”

"Eh, this is coming."

Zhang Huishu, who was shrunk into a quail on the side, suddenly heard her mother's words, and was frightened, but she didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

Seeing the woman leave with her cheap girl, Zhang Yiming touched his chin and retracted his gaze.

It's just that when his hand touched the beard on his chin, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.

This scene made Zhang Xinghe and Hu Shi feel a sudden shock:

It's bad, the old man looks at us like he's looking at something disgusting, how is this good?

Hu Shi was so frightened that he shrunk his neck, trembling so much that he didn't dare to come out.

She never knew that her mother-in-law and Weng's father had such a terrible side.

I knew that this would be the result, and I didn't dare to beat her to death.

What should I do now?

If the men around me are disgusted with me because of this, where else can I go?

The more Hu thought about it, the more weak he became, and the more he thought about it, the more cold he became.

Cold sweat came out silently along with Hu's thoughts, and instantly soaked through his underwear and broken hair on his forehead.

Zhang Xinghe is not much better than Hu.

Especially thinking about his father's disgusting eyes just now, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

In timidity and fear, Zhang Xinghe has a bottom line that must not be given up: no matter what, he must not be kicked out of his second room by his parents.

Otherwise, not only will he not be able to straighten his waist in the village, but more importantly, his mother will come up with a lo-mei recipe, and the life of the family will be better and better.

If they are really kicked out of the house by their parents today, no matter how good the life of the family is in the future, it has nothing to do with their second room.

That wasn't what he Zhang Xinghe was happy to see.