Feng Yin looked at the man's arrogant appearance, couldn't help but smile, and patted Zhang Jingyu's hand: "Okay, it's not early, today my father and mother invite your brothers and sons to eat in a restaurant." ”

When the brothers heard their mother's words, their eyes lit up.

Then he hurriedly restrained his emotions and said, "Mother, will this be too extravagant?" ”

Zhang Qiubai: "Yes, mother, let's buy a few buns on the street, there's no need to go to the restaurant, right?" ”

"Mother, the eldest brother and the third brother are right."

Zhang Xinghe was also busy persuading, "Although our family has made some money recently, but seeing that the family is about to increase the population, you and your father need to recuperate, and you have to spend money everywhere." ”

Feng Yin raised her eyebrows and looked at her son playfully: "Yo, why are you so good at settling accounts all of a sudden?" ”

Zhang Yiming: "Okay, listen to your mother's arrangement, get in the car, don't stay at this door." ”

When the brothers turned around, they saw that it was time for the school to break at noon, and students began to come out of it.

"Oh, mother, you and the third brother get in the car, let's go."

Feng Yin and Zhang Jingyu didn't delay any longer, they got into the car, and when they sat down, Zhang Qiubai waved the whip in his hand, turned the bull's head and walked out.

Zhang Yiming saw that Feng Yin's legs were exposed, and lifted the quilt to remind: "Lady, come and cover your legs." ”

Feng Yin glanced at him: "It's okay, the sun is good now, I'll bask in the sun." ”

"Dad, cover it, be careful not to get cold."

Seeing this, Zhang Jingyu hurriedly pulled the quilt for his father, and looked at his mother's yellow face and the patched clothes on her body.

pursed her lips and said: "Mother, Yu'er will study hard and earn glory for you in the future." ”

"If you have this heart, my mother will be happy."

Feng Yin patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "But you need to know how to be flexible, know how to combine work and rest, don't memorize." ”

Zhang Jingyu: "My son listens to his mother." ”

"Good."

Feng Yin patted the third child, glanced at Zhang Yiming, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

"Mother, where are we going now?"

Out of the intersection of West Street, Zhang Qiubai had the leisure to ask this important question.

"Yaxianju."

Feng Yin didn't have any pressure to say this place, which scared his sons.

The boss who was driving the car trembled, and the reins in his hand were pulled so that the cow turned.

The second child next to him almost fell off the wheel, but fortunately, he grabbed the car board in a hurry to stabilize his body.

Zhang Jingyu's eyes widened in surprise: "Mother, the dishes of that Yaxianju are too expensive, and we can't afford to eat them." ”

In order to appease his mother's emotions, he added: "When my son is out in the future, I will invite my father and mother to eat at Na Yaxianju, okay?" ”

Feng Yin's eyelids picked and looked at Zhang Yiming.

The latter bowed slightly, indicating that he could accept his son's opinion.

So Feng Yin changed his words: "Then Yu'er thinks there is something delicious in the city, you might as well recommend it." ”

Zhang Jingyu saw that his mother heard his words, and his face turned red with excitement.

So he thought about it seriously, and then said: "Brother, let's go to the intersection in front of us and walk a little south, there is a good sheep soup restaurant there." ”

As he spoke, he swallowed his saliva, his eyes shining: "Mother, shall we eat mutton soup?" ”

Feng Yin didn't answer her son's words directly, but looked at Zhang Yiming: "His father, can you eat mutton with this injury?" ”

Zhang Yiming: "I just have a sprain, no wound, and no inflammation, it should be edible." ”

Feng Yin thought for a while: "It's okay, I happened to pass by the medical hall, and when the time comes, ask the doctor first, if you can eat it, let's eat mutton soup." ”

Zhang Jingyu was shocked to realize that his father was still injured, and he hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, my father's injury is important, and my son is not thoughtful." ”