Wang Mengliang returned to his hometown, and his mother was feeding the chickens in the yard, "Mom, I'm back!" ”

Her mother didn't lift her head, but still put the chopped green leaves into a pot, and the chickens scattered in the yard came over one after another, scrambling for food.

"Mom, I miss you to talk." He walked up to his mother and could tell that she was still angry.

His mother put down the knife and put it on a shelf in the corner of the yard, "You wait first, I'll go to Lao Li's house next door and call your dad over." ”

Ten minutes later, his parents walked into the living room and sat on the couch.

"Dad, Mom, I've already discussed with Xiaoyu, and I don't plan to divorce."

"You ......" his mother looked at him angrily, but was stopped by his father sitting nearby.

"Feng'er, wait a minute, see what your son says." Her father interrupted her and said forcefully, and her mother suppressed her anger.

"Mom, this incident is indeed my fault, but I didn't mean it, I really regret this kind of thing, but I will never run away, I will bear the compensation for Zhao Xiaoyu myself." He was determined, "Xiaoyin is the wife I love the most in my life, even if you have a prejudice against her, I will never divorce her." He looked at his mother, hoping that these words would stop her from getting involved in the affairs between them and the couple.

"What about the child in Xiaoyu's belly?" His mother's tone calmed.

"Maybe the ...... will be knocked out"

"Alas, what a wicked!" His mother, with a pained expression, looked at the portrait of Guanyin hanging on the wall of the living room.

"Let the children take care of their own affairs, so you don't have to worry about it." Father comforted from the side.

"That's it, you go to the town to buy some supplements, and your father and I will go to Xiaoyu's house." His mother walked to the room, the tea on the table untouched.

His father leaned over and whispered to him: "Actually, Zhao Xiaoyu's parents came yesterday, and they demanded that our family be responsible for their daughter, and they didn't leave after staying here for four hours, and in the end, it wasn't your mother who persuaded them to leave." Your mother is also a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and she asked me not to tell you these things. ”

He never knew that Zhao Xiaoyu still had parents, and her home was in the next village. When she was with Zhao Xiaoyu before, she said that she was an orphan, so he didn't ask too much detail, he couldn't help but have some doubts about Zhao Xiaoyu, could it be that their encounter was just a premeditation?

The mother changed into a dark blue shirt and a black chiffon skirt, and an apricot knit sweater was worn over it. She looked at Wang Wubo and frowned slightly, "You're going to wear this?" ”

Wang Wubo is his father's name, and at this time his father is wearing a blue-gray short-sleeved and rosewood shorts, casual and lazy.

"Ah, I forgot about it while I said it, I'll change it right away." His father answered and walked to the room.

"You just wear the one I put on the bed, don't mess up the clothes in the cupboard, I'll have trouble cleaning up." Yang Feng added.

Three minutes later, my father walked out, he was very different from the image just now, wearing a cyan short-sleeved shirt with a pair of black trousers, fully showing his father's graceful posture.

"Ah Liang, you go to drive, let's go together." Yang Feng gave an order, and Wang Wubo had already locked the door. It had been two years since he had seen his parents dressed so formally, as if they were going to a grand ceremony.

He followed his mother's instructions and came to the village where Zhao Xiaoyu's family was located. In order to find the specific address of her home, he got out of the car and asked a commissary, turned two intersections and walked 500 meters to his destination.

"Ah Liang, let's go!" Yang Feng glanced at him, stared at the door of Zhao Xiaoyu's house, and rang the doorbell.

Zhao Xiaoyu's mother came over to open the door, and when she saw two familiar faces, she immediately pulled down her face, "Why are you?" This middle-aged woman is slightly shorter than Yang Feng, with red phoenix eyes, thin lips, melon seed face, a ponytail, and sparse hair on the top of her head, mixed with a few gray hairs.

Yang Feng handed her the gift and said, "We're here to see how Xiaoyu is?" By the way, I sent her something to replenish her body. ”

She glanced at the gift in Yang Feng's hand, and fixed her gaze on Wang Mengliang's face, "If you come to apologize, I won't accept it." ”

Yang Feng continued to smile and said, "No, let's sit down and talk." ”

Wang Mengliang sat in the room with his family, she sat on the single sofa, and said impatiently: "What is there to talk about? Your son has impregnated my daughter, and he is not going to marry him, and will he make my daughter discredited? ”

Wang Wubo was a little angry, as soon as they entered the door, the other party didn't give them a good face, they looked wronged, and a slap didn't make a sound, isn't there a problem with her daughter?

"I'm responsible for both children, and you can't blame us all, you better calm down and listen to the children's thoughts."

"What do you mean by that? Is it our fault? She glared angrily, looking at Wang Wubo angrily.

Yang Feng said roundly: "Don't quarrel with each other first, arguing won't solve the problem." She tugged at her husband's pants and motioned for him to stop talking.

"Is Xiaoyu at home?" Yang Feng looked into the room, the room they were in was a hall, and there were two doors on both sides, both of which were closed, and there was no movement inside.

"Xiaoyu is out, she won't be back tonight." She crossed her legs and said impatiently.

At this time, the door was pushed open, Zhao Xiaoyu was wearing a loose sky blue long and short sleeves, and carrying a supermarket plastic bag in his hand, "Uncle and aunt, why are you here?" She saw that Wang Mengliang's family was a little nervous, and smiled lightly.

"You went out shopping?" Yang Feng also smiled at her.

"Well, there was no salt at home, so I went to the supermarket and bought some." She looked at the table where there was no tea, "You sit down first, I'll pour you tea." ”

Yang Feng pulled her and asked her to sit beside her, "No need, let's just sit down and leave immediately." ”

Wang Mengliang observed the atmosphere, and wondered if Zhao Xiaoyu had told her mother what she had promised her.

"Xiaoyu, let's come today to discuss things between you, you tell me what you think first."

Zhao Xiaoyu glanced at Wang Mengliang, then looked at Yang Feng, and made up his mind: "Auntie, I plan to kill this child, and I won't marry him." ”

Her mother looked at her daughter indignantly, and a loud slap resounded throughout the room, "Why did I give birth to your stupid daughter!" ”

Yang Feng grabbed her and protected Zhao Xiaoyu behind her.

Zhao Xiaoyu's tears fell, "Mom, since you gave birth to me, you have ignored me for so many years, why are you now pointing fingers at my life?" ”

"Humph! You are pregnant with other people's wild seeds, and this kind of dumb loss has to be swallowed in your stomach, what is the use of a daughter like you? She said with a straight face, completely ignoring her grieving daughter.

"Mom, you actually said such a thing, don't you want to take this opportunity to get a sum of money?" Zhao Xiaoyu didn't show weakness, covering her left face and staring at her mother, "I heard the conversation between you and my dad that day, you have my daughter in your heart, and all you value is those cold bills." ”

"You ......" He pointed at Zhao Xiaoyu and couldn't speak, and it was the embarrassment and wordless rebuttal of his daughter.

Zhao Xiaoyu turned around and ran out of the door, Wang Mengliang also heard the general situation, and hurriedly ran out with her.