"Bullying my brother again." As soon as Feng Huaying entered the house and saw the scene in the yard, her eyebrows jumped.

The girl proudly pressed her younger brother, and her younger brother Ji Zejun cried and grabbed the ground, as if someone had done something to him, as if a woman from a good family was bullied by a bully.

As soon as Ji Zeying saw her mother coming back, she immediately jumped up and was about to run.

Ji Zeying saw that her mother's eyebrows were about to rise, her father was not at home, and she would be obedient when she was stupid.

"Stop!" Feng Huaying was even more angry, carrying a big bag, and caught up with her daughter in three or two: "What are you running, your mother and I can eat you!" ”

Ji Zeying held her mouth and muttered in a low voice: It's not that you can eat me.

In this family, what she is most afraid of is her mother, and when she makes a mistake, she doesn't dare to let her know at all, for fear of being nagged and punished, her mother will not be soft.

Looking at the poor little son, who was covered in ink, Feng Huaying put down the big bag, squatted down and asked, "Is there anything wrong?" ”

"It hurts!" Ji Zejun hugged his mother's neck: "My sister beat me, woo woo ......"

Feng Huaying didn't care about getting her clothes dirty by her little son, who was covered in ink, and asked suspiciously, "Where does it hurt?" ”

Although her daughter is sometimes a little fierce to her brother, she has never done anything, and even if she does, it is only gentle.

Feng Huaying didn't doubt it, but Ji Zeying was anxious: "I didn't hit him, he fell down by himself!" ”

Seeing that her daughter was about to put what her brother said into action, and the youngest son had no fear, Feng Huaying hurriedly grabbed the two little ones: "Don't make trouble, otherwise you will all eat bitter melons tonight!" ”

The children of their family do not like to eat bitter gourd, and they hate bitter gourd, which has an immediate effect.

After checking it, it was a scratch on his leg, Feng Huaying rinsed the wound, and then went into the room to help him rub the safflower oil, just asking, "What's going on?" ”

Ji Zeying, Ji Zejun, you say everything I say, it's a headache.

Looking at the eldest son on the side, Feng Huaying asked, "Zesheng, what is going on?" ”

It's more reliable to ask those two than to ask the eldest son.

Of the three children in their family, the eldest son is the most well-behaved.

After listening to the eldest son's words, Feng Huaying didn't say anything, Ji Zejun was anxious first: "Brother, you are talking nonsense, obviously you said that you want to use your sister's favorite cup to fill ink!" ”

When he was thinking about playing with the brush, he didn't think of using his sister's usual baby cup to fill the ink, and it was his brother who proposed it, so he turned the cup out.

How did it become his fault?

Ji Zesheng was incredulous: "Xiaojun." ”

It seems that I was hurt by my brother's words, but I thought in my heart, next time I see if you will push my building blocks.

"Ji Zejun!" Feng Huaying's face tensed: "A manly husband dares to act, you say who took out your sister's cup?" ”

Ji Zejun opened his mouth and said sluggishly: "I." ”

"Who's pouring ink into the cup?"

"It's me!" Ji Zejun's head hung lower.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

"Got it."

"And next time?"

"Not anymore."

"Apologize to my sister!"

Ji Zejun looked up at his triumphant sister, he didn't really want to say that he was wrong, but his mother was watching from the side, and he could only be reluctant: "Sister, I will never pour ink into your cup next time." ”

"Hmph, if you dare to do this next time, I will definitely beat you up next time."

Feng Huaying turned her head and said to her daughter: "He is your younger brother, he has done something wrong, don't beat him at every turn, teach him well." ”

"And how can you, as an older sister, dislike your younger brother, if your mother goes to the capital in two days, how can you rest assured that you will take care of your younger brother? What did you tell your mom the other day? ”

"I'll take care of my brother." Ji Zeying said again: "Mom, can't you not go to the capital, can we stay at home?" ”

At that time, I didn't feel much, but now I suddenly feel reluctant and don't want my mother to go.

Feng Huaying couldn't bear it, but still said: "Mom will be back soon......"

Suddenly, her eyes widened, she pulled her daughter, pulled up the hem of her undershirt, and the pink cotton cloth that was brand new was torn, and she didn't know what it was scratched by.

The softened voice suddenly rose: "Ji Zeying, you have torn your clothes again!" ”

"Can you little girl stop jumping up and down all night and running around, and look at any little girl who makes herself so dirty and like a tomboy like you."

Looking at a trace of sewing on her pants, the anger is even stronger.

"This is the first time, huh?! You can't let me save some snacks, Ji Zeying, you are a girl, you can't be quiet, how long have you been making this dress, it was only mended a while ago, and you were harmed like this, you have to buy several zhang of cloth just to make clothes for you a year. ”

"Hurry up and take off your clothes, and you can wear them for a while!"

Seeing this, Ji Zejun's eyes gurgled and he pouted: "Mom, look, my clothes were also torn by my sister!" ”

Because of a broken cup, his sister ran after him, and was chased to a beating, you chased me to the end of his image was embarrassed, miserable, he couldn't escape his sister's clutches, not to mention, and finally had to apologize, he was angry.

Although his mother said his sister, Ji Zejun was still unhappy.

Now I see my mother saying sister, what a chance.

"Where is it broken?" After Feng Huaying checked it, her face was gloomy as water, and her crotch was seamed.

Ji Zejun's face was full of joy, this is to avenge him!

Hmph, bully the small, you're finished.

Ji Zejun looked at his sister proudly.

"Ji Zeying, look at the good things you have done." Feng Huaying's head was on fire: "You are really ...... Fortunately, you don't need a ticket to buy cloth now, otherwise your brothers and sisters would be naked! ”

Ji Zeying was not convinced, but she was a little weak-hearted, and said with a hippie smile: "Mom, don't be angry, I will never tear my clothes in the future." ”

"Can you believe your word?!" Feng Huaying looked at the girl who patted her chest and promised to be even more angry: "I don't know how many times I have said this kind of guarantee, which time have you done it." ”

Ji Zeying was embarrassed, and hugged her mother and smiled: "Mom~"

Feng Huaying pressed her forehead twice, only to feel a headache, how could she feel at ease to go to the capital, these three little things are out of control, can they make a fuss?

But she was no longer at ease, and after sending her three children to school, she still stepped on the train to the capital.

After getting off the train, Feng Huaying found that there were many people doing business, selling food, drinking, and newspapers.

Feng Huaying found a rickshaw and took it to their house in the capital.

Settle in first, and then go to the Forbidden City the next day.

When she arrived at the ground, Feng Huaying gave the rickshaw master three cents.

The two big stone lions in front of the door, the towering red gate, and the Qing-style gatehouse look very magnificent!

Standing at the door of her house with the package, Feng Huaying took out the key of the mandarin duck lock and opened the door to enter.

The flat stone road and lush forests look very shady in the summer, and the hot heart is also cooled.

The two-thousand-square-meter house is well maintained, with pavilions and pavilions, everything, especially the ancient charm that she likes very much.

And with such a large footprint, she really made a fortune.

Most of the rooms were covered with cloth and dust, and the master bedroom was cleaned up with traces of human habitation.

Feng Huaying put all the clothes in the cabinet and placed them with Ji Weihe's clothes.

Lying on the carved bed, Feng Huaying slept beautifully, and was woken up hungry in the middle of the afternoon.

There was nothing to eat at home, so Feng Huaying took the money out to buy some and walked around by the way.

There are many houses nearby, few buildings, and the environment is good, but if you want to buy food, you have to walk two streets.

Feng Huaying walked to the end of Qinghe Road and saw a pastry shop, looking at the dim sum inside, Feng Huaying couldn't help but buy two pieces of cream cubes: "Fill your stomach first." ”

It's just that as soon as I raised my foot and followed the route of the restaurant I inquired about, I heard someone around the corner say angrily: "Ji Gong, I didn't expect you to be such a person!" ”

Discipline? It can't be the one from her family, right?