Today's Zhujia Village is particularly lively, because a team of officers and soldiers suddenly came to the village, which attracted people from the village to come to watch, and it turned out that they came to Ye Bing's house to pick up Zhang Daxian's goods, and suddenly those people began to regret that they didn't brush up their good feelings in time.

"Godmother, I'm leaving!" Even if you are reluctant to part, the day will eventually come.

"Godmother? What's going on? Originally, I thought that he thought that his godmother was coaxing his father to play, but now he shouted it in front of the villagers.

"My father has agreed that I will recognize you as a godmother." With white teeth and sweet dimples, Zhang Daxian smiled very cunningly at the moment.

"yes, got it." Ye Bing didn't have any joy at all to climb the rich, but felt that it was an unnecessary trouble.

"Auntie, aren't you happy that I recognize you as my godmother?" Seeing that there was no imaginary joy Zhang Daxian was disappointed, and hurriedly lowered his voice and asked, after all, he is the son of Hubu Shangshu, and ordinary rural village women still recognize that the godmother is not the ancestral tomb of Gao Xiang?

"Don't steal all the things you have prepared for your mother." Ye Bing obviously didn't want to continue to dwell on that issue, so he directly took the burden of the apple from his eldest son and handed it to this guy.

"Godmother is really a knife mouth tofu heart, although her mouth is full of disgust, but even the gifts are ready in advance, or I will stay and help you deal with that scumbag, right?" After all, a woman with a group of hairy boys, how can she fight a man openly, obviously in Zhang Daxian's heart, she is still the kind of little woman who needs a man's protection.

"Get out." Zhang Daxian regards Ye Bing as a life-saving benefactor, and Zhang Daxian is not Ye Bing's life-saving benefactor, if he hadn't appeared in time, she would still be struggling on the front line of poverty, this is not a kindness that can be paid off after eating two meals and staying for a few days.

Zhang Daxian, who was kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs, unconsciously touched the bridge of his nose, as if he had long been used to such a situation, but he was a big man who would not worry about a little woman, no, this is not a little woman, this is an old and ugly old woman.

In order to establish her prestige in Zhujia Village, he deliberately shouted loudly at the top of his voice, "Godmother, I didn't lie to you, my father is an official in the capital, and who will dare to bully you in the future, just bring a letter to help you solve the person who bullied you in minutes." ”

Zhu Laoer, who was hiding in the dark, shuddered, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, for fear of being targeted by the family, and his daughter-in-law was a living example.

In the past, although she had to work in the Zhu family, she could be lazy and do bad things if she was well fed and clothed, but now after going to the second-rate house in the next village, she was not only treated as a cow in the field, but also had to do all the activities in the family.

Even when the family is short of money, he has to accompany those men who can't find his mother-in-law at night, which is not as good as the sister in the building.

In just a few months, there is no human appearance at all.

She actually asked her mother's family and the Zhu family for help, but the second-rate son is a ruffian hooligan, and she is not reasonable at all, so she speaks directly in the village, although he dares to rob his daughter-in-law, he dares to go to someone's house at night and set it on fire.

Anyway, he has a bad life, and it is impossible to lose money if he loses money, either he will sit in prison, or he will be a good man again after eighteen years.

It is obviously not cost-effective to destroy a woman's family, so her mother's family and the Zhu family treat her as dead, and they don't see it.

These are self-inflicted series that cannot be lived, and have nothing to do with Ye Bing.

Zhang Chadong has been sitting on the cold bench for a long time, but the son of a son has not yet gotten in the car, so he directly opened the curtain and roared, "Stinky boy, whether you can go or not, it's night in the grind." ”

"It's coming!" Although Zhang Daxian answered the truth, his feet did not move half a point at all.

"Let's go!" This kid grinds and chirps, and even Ye Bing can't stand it.

"Godmother, don't worry, I will come back as soon as possible, and yours will prepare food for me when the time comes." If you can't say goodbye, then look forward to the day of reunion.

"Okay." If he didn't agree again, Ye Bing felt that he couldn't lose this trouble.

"Godmother, goodbye!" Zhang Daxian boarded the carriage and embarked on the mileage home.

"Goodbye!" Ye Bing said these two words lightly, except for a few people around him, no one else could hear them at all.