Ye Hanyu snorted coldly, feeling that her question was really untechnical, "What's the matter with me?" "He didn't make him fall!

After getting his answer, Huang Xinying directly ignored him and turned her head to look at her son: "Nuonuo, what will you do if you see the old man falling?" ”

"Lift him up!" The little boss answered very loudly, with beautiful big eyes, completing a warm and cute arc.

When Huang Xinying heard this, she gave him a thumbs up and gave him an appreciative look, obviously satisfied with his answer.

However, Ye Hanyu on the side, seeing the warm scene of their mother and son, snorted coldly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of disdain, but there was a faint evil fire called 'jealousy' growing in his heart.

Hearing his faint cold snort coming out of his nostrils, Huang Xinying shrugged her shoulders disapprovingly, and turned to him and said, "Husband, I don't think you are as good as a four-year-old child." ”

Hearing this, the night boss was immediately unhappy, "He is still young now, he doesn't know what it means to be sinister, his thoughts are always very naïve, and you don't know those who touch porcelain, it's all over the street, sometimes you are kind enough to save people, but in the end you are blackmailed..."

After a pause, Ye Hanyu came to a reasonable conclusion: "So, why meddle in your own affairs and cause unnecessary trouble for yourself?" ”

"Is life more important or money more important?" Huang Xinying directly threw him this thought-provoking question.

Although he was right, and even very right, she still couldn't agree with his opinion, after all, it was a matter of human life.

Ye Hanyu Angzang's figure, leaning back, leaning on the back of the sofa behind him, he did not answer her words directly, but expressed his opinion from the side: "Since he can still walk on the street, it proves that his legs and feet are still flexible and his body is still healthy. ”

When Huang Xinying heard this, she bent the corners of her mouth in frustration, and looked at him pitifully with her eyes: "Husband, if I get old in the future, I can't think of running to the streets one day, and I accidentally tripped on the street, I can't climb and get up, and passers-by can't save me when they see death, so I die miserably on the street... At that point, don't blame others for not having compassion, because they're just like you are now, afraid of being blackmailed. ”

Ye Hanyu's face sank suddenly: "What nonsense! ”

"I'm just giving an example." Huang Xinying spread her hands helplessly.

"An example is an example, why use yourself as an example?" Don't you know that he will listen to it very heartbreakingly?

That miserable picture sense is out!

"This is how you can immerse yourself in the scene and experience this feeling of helplessness." Huang Xinying pursed her lips and smiled, revealing a very flattering smile.

Seeing this, Ye Hanyu gritted his teeth, and a thin layer of frost oozed from Jun's face: "You countrymen, are all sympathy so overflowing?" ”

"Does this have anything to do with the countryside?" Huang Xinying looked puzzled, "Although a person's personality and the environment in which he grew up have a certain relationship, the most important thing is his own three views, and not all people in the city are like you, hard-hearted?" So, don't hit a boat with a stick. ”