Feng Yin, who was talking about everyone behind him, didn't have the energy to pay attention to it, and when he entered his own yard, he urged: "Okay, hurry up and set the meal, you have to go into the city after eating." ”

"Mother, we all went to school, what should we do with this ox cart?"

Zhang Qiubai thought that they should all go to the academy to study today, who would do so many things at home?

Feng Yin: "You don't need to worry about this, you hurry up and eat, and wait for those who should study in the city to study, and those who should buy things." ”

"Mother, why don't I stay at home and help with the work."

Zhang Jifan looked at a few brothers, and whispered his plans beside Feng Yin, "Anyway, I'm still young now, so I'm not in a hurry to study." ”

"What nonsense?"

Feng Yin said in a deep voice, "Yesterday, several of your brothers have already worshipped the teacher, how can you not go?" ”

"But ...... at home"

Zhang Jifan wanted to speak and stopped, "I'm worried that my mother is too tired." ”

Feng Yin: "Don't you still have a few friends who play well, yesterday I asked you to invite them to come to our house at noon today, did you convey what I meant?" ”

"Mother?"

Zhang Jifan looked at her uneasily, "How many of them ......"

"What? They don't want to come? ”

Feng Yin saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Or do they have any conditions?" ”

"No, it's not."

Zhang Jifan hurriedly waved his hand, "Mother, it's not like this, they just want to ...... Want to ......"

The little guy was so anxious that he couldn't even speak.

But in the face of Feng Yin's gaze without the slightest wave, he said it hard: "It's a dung egg who has a younger brother who is about the same age as his sister, and he hopes to bring it over." ”

"His house is too dilapidated and old, and he is afraid that if he is not at home, others will come into the house and bully his younger brother."

Feng Yin's eyes calmly looked at the little face flushed with the red Qifan, the latter swallowed his saliva uneasily, but his eyes did not dodge.

Just met Feng Yin's gaze in anticipation, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Anyway, it's a knife to stretch out and shrink your head, and the little guy is still quite responsible.

Feng Yin was very satisfied with his reaction, and his face was still indifferent: "I have to meet them before I can decide whether to agree to their request." ”

Zhang Jifan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flashed, and a smile bloomed from the corner of his lips little by little, shining brighter than the current sun.

I saw the little guy nodding excitedly: "Hmm." ”

Then he turned around and ran out of the courtyard: "Mother, you eat first, Fan'er will go out for a while, and come back soon." ”

"Stinky boy."

Looking at the figure of the little guy running away, Feng Yin laughed and scolded in a low voice, and turned around to arrange for everyone to eat.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingyu couldn't help but pout: "Mother, you are too good to Jifan." ”

Feng Yin raised her eyebrows and looked at the third child: "What?" You are all mother's sons, only the old lady is good to you, but the old lady is not allowed to be good to your brothers? ”

"Mother, I didn't mean that."

Zhang Jingyu was shocked by his mother's words without the slightest emotion, and hurriedly explained, "My son is just worried that you will spoil Jifan like I used to be." ”

"Snort."

Feng Yin was amused by his words, "You also know that your previous self was not very decent?" ”

Without waiting for Zhang Jingyu to answer, she said firmly: "Don't worry, Jifan will not become what you used to be." ”

Zhang Jingyu was silent for half a second before complaining: "Mother, I suddenly feel that my two brothers and I are not your own sons, but Jifan is." ”

"Then that's what you think."

Feng Yin didn't refute, turned around and walked towards the hall, and casually urged the kitchen: "Lin's, Hu's, Huishu, what are you still rubbing, setting up a meal." ”