Zhang Yiming heard it, this was explaining to him why he didn't take care of him personally.

But looking at the woman's fleeing back, he still inexplicably felt that this lady was a little different from the original memory.

It's just that he just came to this place, and he has to observe again.

A woman's loud voice was already heard outside: "Boss and second, have you gotten up?" Why don't you come and take care of your dad and get up and change his clothes. ”

"Eh, come on, mother."

Zhang Qiubai came in with a woodcutter from outside and a bundle of firewood on his shoulder.

Feng Yin just showed a satisfied look at the boss's diligence, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a kid who had just come out of the thatched house and was carrying his pants and tying his trouser belt.

Seeing such a cheap son, Feng Yin's face suddenly fell.

"Mother, my son is coming, this is coming."

Zhang Xinghe was solving a major event in his life in the thatched house, and was suddenly frightened by his mother's shout.

Yesterday's intestinal washing in the city and at night made Zhang Xinghe full of fear for the current Fengyin.

Therefore, when he heard the voice, he really didn't dare to delay, and immediately packed up his pants and ran out.

Facing the mother who changed her face, Zhang Xinghe immediately ran over: "Mother, my son is not lazy, he is really not lazy." ”

"Wash your hands."

Feng Yin took a step back in disgust.

"Eh, son, this is washing, this is washing."

Zhang Xinghe was secretly relieved when he received his mother's instructions, and hurriedly ran to the well to fetch water to wash his hands and face.

Feng Yin looked at Zhang Qiubai and said seriously: "Boss, as the eldest brother, you should take on the responsibility of teaching your younger brothers and sisters, instead of being bored and just busy yourself." ”

As soon as Zhang Qiubai put down Chai He on his shoulder, he heard his mother's reprimand, and his mind turned to think that his father was injured, and the family really needed a man who was in charge of the family.

hurriedly responded: "Mother, my son understands." ”

"Well, go ahead, your father has woken up, wait for him to get up and change his clothes."

Feng Yin nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

The voice of conversation inside gradually became quieter, apparently hearing footsteps, and did not dare to speak nonsense.

"Mother, I'll boil medicine for you and your father."

Before he reached the door of the stove room, Hu Shi came out with a medicine jar and two bags of Chinese medicine.

Feng Yin: "You give the old lady carefully, if you dare to confuse the medicine, see if I don't pull out your skin." ”

Hu's neck shrank, and he hurriedly promised: "Mother, don't worry, your daughter-in-law won't dare, and she won't be confused." ”

"Hmph."

Feng Yin was really too lazy to play the best, so she only snorted lightly and stepped into the kitchen.

"Mother, are you up?"

When Lin and Zhang Huishu saw her come in, they were about to light a fire and boil water, and hurriedly greeted them respectfully.

Feng Yin looked at the cold pot and cold stove: "What are you still doing with the pestle?" Waiting for the old lady to serve you? ”

Her words successfully frightened the eldest daughter-in-law and eldest daughter, and they unconsciously withdrew half a step.

"Mother, my eldest sister and I don't know what to do?"

Lin was afraid of being afraid, but he still raised the most important issue at present.

After all, nothing like this has ever been done at home.

In the past, even if the pig was killed during the New Year, the pig's head was at most to get the meat skin off the top, and you usually ate it with some vegetables.

It's not like this at all, it's cooked with the bones.

Feng Yin: "Take the basket and drain it out, take the water in the pot and put it in a clay pot, don't get dirty, it will be useful next time." ”

She also knew that these people in the family didn't know what they were doing.

That's why it's not so scary to speak.

"Mother, there is so much food, do you keep it at home and eat it slowly, or let the third brother take it to the school tomorrow to eat?"

Listening to Feng Yin's instructions, Zhang Huishu hurriedly turned around and took a basket and put it on the bowl and asked casually.