The next day, Mrs. Hou's rooster crowed, and she ran to the prison at dawn, for fear that Zhao Hengzhi would run away.

"Hengzhi, my son, are you alright?" Mrs. Hou clung to the railing, staring at Zhao Hengzhi who was curled up in a ball and sleeping soundly, although she tried to make a sad and worried expression, the corners of her eyes and mouth were strangely slightly upturned, and her expression was indescribable for a while.

Zhao Hengzhi, who was dreaming of drilling the quilt with his own mother, was startled by this high-pitched female voice, and woke up from the dream unexpectedly. When he saw the person clearly, he became weak in a second, and lay down straight, moaning: "Mother, can you count it as coming...... Son, son will die......" said, and showed off his fragrant shoulders intentionally or unintentionally, in fact, he wanted to show the scars behind him.

After all, it's a son, so the bitter meat plan works, right?

After watching Zhao Hengzhi's amazing performance without blinking, the corners of Mrs. Hou's upturned mouth twitched, although the scarlet wound was faintly visible, but this breathless voice, this round red face, how could it not be equated with half-dead, right? Therefore, if there is a mother, there must be a son, and his own son has completely inherited his superb acting skills, no, it is simply better than the blue, good! But the words were full of worry, "Heng'er, are you okay?" But I feel sorry for my mother......"

"Mother, child, child is fine, but if you don't go out again, maybe it won't be good......" Zhao Hengzhi's expression was sad, and he began to count his grievances, "Mother doesn't know, what does the child eat every day, rancid steamed buns, swill...... You can see what you're sleeping, that's it, that shivering ...... night," he said, pulling out the black cotton wool from the torn quilt.

Not far away, the cell head with the lunch box stopped, what did he hear, a steamed bun? Swill? I smelled the fragrant food box with fascination, and couldn't help but burst into tears, it turns out that the life of a rich family is like this, this rancid steamed bun, this swill, if Zhao Hengzhi dislikes it, he is 120,000 willing to bear it for him, yes, just ask! Running to the front of the cell, ignoring Zhao Hengzhi, who was about to cramp his eyes, he said with a special dog: "Lord Zhao, this rancid steamed bun, this swill, if you are difficult to swallow, the little one is willing to bear it for you!" He opened the food box with a snap.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, the cell head stared at the flower-like snack and swallowed his saliva, Zhao Hengzhi sneered, but the knife flew towards the cell head, and Mrs. Hou recognized at a glance that the food box was the chef of the Hou Mansion's specialty dim sum, well, this steamed bun is really rancid......

Since this is already the case, Zhao Hengzhi didn't hide it, glared at the cell leader, scooped up the food in the food box, stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word, and cried as he spoke: "It's delicious, it's delicious, I haven't eaten it for a long time, this must be Yu Ran who is afraid that I won't eat well and sent it to me, or Yu Ran feels sorry for me......"

Mrs. Hou was displeased, and she looked at her affection, as if others didn't know that she was your daughter-in-law. What's good, just send some food, no one comes, she has come to this dirty and gloomy place in person, too

I didn't see her say yes. Just as she was filled with righteous indignation, the cell boss who watched the duck fly to her beak said coldly: "My lord, you must have remembered it wrong, it was also this snack three days ago, the fragrance is exactly the same, I remember, it's really ......"

Zhao Hengzhi, who was almost choked: "......" Why didn't I find out that this cell boss owed so much before, okay, I remember you.

For fear that something would happen again, Mrs. Hou, who slapped her face on the spot, waved her hand decisively and frowned: "Okay, you go down first, Mrs. Ben and Heng'er will talk." So the cell boss walked away step by step.

"Heng'er, eat slowly, don't worry, you have to like it, my mother will find someone to send it again." Mrs. Hou said step by step: "Heng'er, this prison is so hard, you want to get out too, right?" ”

Zhao Hengzhi: "......" nonsense, is it that no one wants to stay in prison? Moreover, is this the performance of a mother after her son is in prison? It stands to reason that the mother should call the heavens and the earth and hope that this will get her son out of prison, and what is the matter with this peaceful and kind expression and even vaguely expectation? That's it, this mother didn't know each other for the first day, just this dead virtue, in order not to let her sing a one-man show alone, he nodded heavily with tears and pleading in his eyes, "I think, I think about it!" ”

"Hey, that's right!" Mrs. Hou gradually smiled, patted Zhao Hengzhi's head lovingly, and said, "That is the case, Heng'er, if you promise your mother one thing, your mother will let your father save you, how about it?" ”

Although this matter has not been said yet, Zhao Hengzhi has already understood, and he is too lazy to pretend anymore in an instant, his eyes are cold, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he said: "Mother, you are really my mother." "He's about to die, and his mother is still negotiating terms with him? What the fuck!

As if she didn't hear the sarcasm in Zhao Hengzhi's words, Mrs. Hou smiled more kindly, and said gently: "Silly boy, of course I am your mother, how about it?" As long as you ......" Before the words were finished, I saw Zhao Hengzhi smiling lazily, full of irony, and turned over and went inside, lying on the haystack, Hang Erlang took a piece of hay in his mouth, and sent the guest away: "Mrs. Hou, please go back." ”

This "Mrs. Hou" made Mrs. Hou, who was immersed in fantasy, completely sober up, frowned, and said angrily: "Zhao Hengzhi, don't say you're really stupid, right?" You understand what I mean, but I don't understand your style, what's wrong with being promoted and knighted? It's good to nest in the poor countryside of Mi County? Are your brains made of water or tofu? ”

Zhao Hengzhi, who was full of food and drink, had no waves in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little, closed his eyes, and simply went back to sleep.

Three times and twice the hot face and cold buttocks, Mrs. Hou also understood it, and immediately didn't say more, stood up and said coldly: "Okay, Zhao Hengzhi, since you don't hit the south wall and don't look back, Mrs. Ben won't hinder you, Mrs. Ben will fulfill your wish today, don't come to Mrs. Ben again in the future, don't come to Mrs. Ben in the future, there is no such shop in this village, oh, maybe your life has been given away, what else do you ask for?" ”

Is this what motherhood should say? The cell boss who was watching from a distance was amazed, he was still complaining about Zhao Hengzhi for the food, and he would not complain anymore, this is pitiful, it is better to have a mother than not to have a mother, and only food can warm his loneliness

Empty heart, right?

Zhao Hengzhi was accustomed to it, and waved his hand lazily: "It's good to go, don't send it." ”

Mrs. Hou, whose ambition plan failed again, left angrily, not paying attention to the corners of his reddish eyes, and said, "Zhao Hengzhi, Mrs. Ben doesn't have a good or bad son like you!" ”

Yao Yuran, who was about to enter the cell, heard this, her face turned cold, and she stood still in place, waiting to see the oncoming Mrs. Hou, she pulled the "machine gun" and crackled: "Thank you, honorable Mrs. Hou, Zhao Hengzhi can't climb your mother, after he 'injured Zhongyong', did you cherish him and encourage him to guide him?" When he was struggling in Mi County, did you remember that he was your son? When he was unjustly imprisoned, you didn't think about how to get people out but wanted to use him, you think he was your son? Well? Mrs. Hou, you can touch your conscience and speak! Oh yes, and who knows if your conscience has been eaten by a dog? It's useless to touch it. Let's go, you will return to the bridge and the road will return to the road in the future, and we will each go our own way. ”

was pointed at her nose and scolded, Mrs. Hou is still the first time in her life, although Yao Yuran is right, but so what, phew, what is right, is it wrong for a mother to hope for her son Jackie Chan? Oh, even if there is a mistake, then shouldn't Yao Yuran be a junior to teach her a lesson, doesn't she lose face? When Mrs. Hou, who was about to fight for face, raised her head, Yao Yuran patted her ass and went to prison, and she was about to chase after her feet, but a faint voice came from inside, "Mrs. Hou, I don't have any ability, but I'm crazy and even afraid of myself, if you don't want to save face, just make trouble." ”

Mrs. Hou: "......", those who wear shoes are afraid of bare feet, can't I go?

Hearing the footsteps in the distance, Yao Yuran sneered, reached out to touch his lower abdomen, and routinely said: "See, it's this bullying of the soft and afraid of hard and smelly virtue, remember, when I encounter such a thing in the future, I can rest assured that I will rush forward boldly!" "If Mrs. Hou is cold and sarcastic about her, she will endure it, but it is Zhao Hengzhi who wants to bully, let alone endure it, if it is an outsider, her mouth will be beaten to pieces, her people, she is reluctant to bully, who dares to bully?

Xing Yu and Zhu Qing were relieved and worried, relieved because Mrs. Hou was scared and turned blue, worried that it was their own wife's "extraordinary" prenatal education, and the young master and young lady in the future were expected to inherit the mantle of Mrs. Plagiarism, but this ...... All right? The two fell into deep contemplation.

"Lady?" Zhao Hengzhi, who was originally aggrieved and covered his face, raised his head in an instant, blinked his big moist eyes, so pitiful.

Yao Yuran was distressed, hooked his fingers at him, held the person in front of him with the wooden railing, rubbed his messy head, softened his tone and soothed: "If my mother is gone, I will be gone, your mother is still here, and I will cover you in the future." Good, don't be wronged, I just taught her a lesson. ”

The cell boss who was watching from a distance pinched the key and didn't know whether to come forward to disturb him, and sighed secretly, how sincere the two children were, let him open the cell door just a matter of one sentence, why did he have to hug it through the wooden railing? Is this a little love between husband and wife?

"You shouldn't ......" Zhao Hengzhi reluctantly rubbed his head on her shoulder.

As soon as Yao Yuran heard this, he exploded, and his apricot eyes widened and asked, "Shouldn't it?"

Zhao Hengzhi, you idiot, is it possible that you still feel sorry for her? You lack heart and eyes, you, no one wants you to abandon you, treat you as dung, and you still feel sorry for her?! ”

Afraid of the aggressive momentum of his own lady, Zhao Hengzhi hurriedly said: "Lady, you misunderstood!" Now that you are in the Hou Mansion, I am afraid that she will bully you! "But when something like abandonment comes out of the mouth of a lady, it's even more heart-wrenching, okay?!

“…… Forehead? Oh, yes, so good, don't worry, I'll save you. ”

(End of chapter)