Zhang Xinghe's tone was not good: "If my future is ruined because of your mother's family, don't blame me for not showing you mercy." ”

Hu's body trembled slightly: "Xinghe, don't worry, I'm not a fool." ”

"Your future is a blessing for me and my children, how can I let people spoil it?"

This is what she said in her heart, when her husband was farming at home, the women in the village would mock her when they met, and always said cool things to stab her.

Now that I heard that her man has entered the academy again, let alone be polite when everyone meets.

Hu Shi empathizes with this change of identity, so she will not be stupid enough to let others ruin her man's future, and neither can her mother's family.

She has been married to the Zhang family for more than a year, and her family is reluctant to come to see her, why should she be involved with them?

……

When she woke up in the morning, before she got off the kang, Zhang Yiming urged Feng Yin and immediately completed what she promised last night.

Feng Yin looked at him speechlessly: "I haven't even prepared anything, how can I draw it for you, draw it with my fingers?" ”

"You wait."

Zhang Yiming listened to her prompt, hurriedly got off the ground, and hurriedly ran out.

After a while, he hurried back with a piece of charcoal.

Feng Yin: "Where did you find it?" ”

Zhang Yiming took it for granted: "Isn't this easy to find in the kitchen?" ”

Feng Yin: "...... "Okay, even if she didn't ask."

First open the kang table, then lay the paper before taking the charcoal from the man's hand, brushing a few strokes, and then drawing two exaggerated cartoon heads.

casually handed it to the man standing on the ground with his eyes in his eyes: "Here, please also ask the talented man to taste it." ”

Zhang Yiming took the piece of paper with both hands that drew him and her, and took it over, looking at it carefully.

The more the man looked at it, the brighter his eyes became: "This is what we look like in modern times?" ”

Feng Yin rolled her eyes angrily and looked at her black hand: "What do you think?" ”

"It's so pretty."

Zhang Yiming looked at the portrait of the two in the same frame for the first time, and the more he looked at it, the more pleased he became, "This is mine." ”

"Whatever you want."

She was speechless and ready to go down to the ground to wash her hands, but was stopped by Zhang Yiming: "Wait, don't come down yet." ”

"What?"

Feng Yin stopped his movements and looked at him suspiciously.

"I'll go get you some hot water and wash it up."

Zhang Yiming carefully put down the drawing paper, and Feng Yin realized that the man had just touched the painting with the two fingers that had taken the charcoal.

As a result, the painting is still clean today.

Without waiting for Feng Yin to respond, the man had already turned around twice and hurriedly left.

The man's fiery appearance made Feng Yin speechless, but his heart was warm.

Retracting his gaze while admiring the painting he had just drawn, he used his clean hand to probe the little girl's forehead.

After confirming that the child was fine, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and tucked the corner of the quilt for the child and withdrew her hand.

Zhang Yiming had already brought the hot water back: "Come, you wash." ”

Feng Yin looked at the charcoal black on his fingers and asked casually, "Who is in the kitchen?" ”

"The two daughters-in-law and Hui Shu are here."

Zhang Yiming didn't think there was anything wrong, and responded casually, "You wash it quickly." ”

Feng Yin was not pretentious, carefully washed the dirty things on his hands, and as soon as he took it out, a clean handkerchief was handed over: "Wipe it." ”

Feeling his care anytime and anywhere, Feng Yin's heart couldn't help but warm: "Thank you!" ”

"Which of us is who? Why are you so polite? ”

Zhang Yiming listened to her heartfelt thanks, and couldn't help laughing, "Wait a minute, I'll help you make a few duck quills, and then you can draw cartoons for the child." ”

"Okay."

Feng Yin paused slightly, thinking that there were no geese in this place, he said that he would make duck quills, so he readily agreed.