Yin Xiaoyu tried her best to hide her feelings, she tried her best to convince herself that she cared about Han Bing's condition, just out of responsibility to Han Bing, because she promised Han Bing's family that during Han Bing's illness, she must take care of Han Bing's life unconditionally.

Han Bing? Impulsive again, she stood up and yelled into the kitchen, "I'm out!" ”

Xia Ruilong and Jian Lianyu answered in the kitchen and continued to work.

Yin Xiaoyu walked out of the house and walked in the direction of Han Bing's house.

Familiar place, when I was a child, how many times did I come to this house, but later, when she and Han Bing confirmed their relationship, Zhang Jueming did everything possible to prevent the two from dating······

Thinking about it, he had unconsciously come to Han Bing's door.

She stretched out her hand, hesitated, put down her hand, turned around, and wanted to leave, the door opened, and Zhang Jueming appeared in front of her.

"Xiaoyu, have you heard that you're back? Are you really back? Zhang Jueming said happily and reached out to pull Yin Xiaoyu's hand.

Yin Xiaoyu expressed doubts about Zhang Jueming's unusual enthusiasm, she should not have this attitude, according to the usual attitude, she should not have a nose and a face that Yin Xiaoyu has a nose and a face.

Perhaps skillfully avoiding her hand, she pushed open another door, and she said, "Auntie, the quality of this door is quite good, it's been so long, it's still new." ”

Zhang Jueming smiled, this door has just been replaced with a new one, Yin Xiaoyu didn't see it? She can't offend Yin Xiaoyu, and she can't make Yin Xiaoyu unhappy in the slightest, otherwise, who will go to his son's expensive medical expenses?

Zhang Jueming said with a smile: "Yes, it's good, it's good, it's good-"

Yin Xiaoyu always felt uncomfortable listening to her words.

She walked to the living room, or the previous couch? Are civil servants poor?

Yin Xiaoyu sat down on the sofa, put his mobile phone on the coffee table, raised his head, and looked at Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming immediately walked over and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, what do you drink?" ”

Yin Xiaoyu doesn't like this kind of woman the most, and often can't guess what the other party needs most.

She was a little bored and said, "Auntie, I'm not here to drink, I'm here to ask you something in person." ”

The smile on Zhang Jueming's face froze suddenly, but she quickly said without a smile: "Xiaoyu, what's the matter?" ”

Yin Xiaoyu pointed to the sofa opposite and beckoned, Zhang Jueming immediately understood, walked over, sat down, and quietly waited for Yin Xiaoyu's question.

Yin Xiaoyu felt very awkward, why was Zhang Jueming so restrained in his own home?

"Auntie, Han Bing is injured and unconscious, he is hospitalized, you know?" Yin Xiaoyu went straight to the point.

Zhang Jueming had a fake smile on his face again, and replied: "I know, I know—"

The son is unconscious, why is she laughing as a mother?

Yin Xiaoyu became more and more unable to understand the meaning of the expression on Zhang Jueming's face.

She asked bluntly, "Auntie, Han Bing is sick, why are you laughing?" ”

Zhang Jueming was stunned, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he said hesitantly: "No, I didn't laugh, did I laugh?" ”

Yin Xiaoyu was speechless, she put up Erlang's legs, leaned back on the sofa, she looked at Zhang Jueming, and shook her head.

"Auntie, Han Bing is unconscious, are you hiding far away? Go see him! Yin Xiaoyu said to Zhang Jueming almost in a commanding tone.

Zhang Jueming explained again hesitantly: "Xiaoyu, you know, I have to go to work, I don't have anything to eat if I don't go to work, your Uncle Han Yu, hey-"

Yin Xiaoyu also knew something about Han Yu's affairs, and she asked, "Uncle Han Yu is still mixed with that widow?" Do you allow? ”

Zhang Jueming smiled bitterly, it was not that she allowed it, but that she had no ability to control all this at all, Han Yu could have a showdown with her, but Zhang Jueming pretended not to know.

She is very face-saving and she doesn't want problems in her marriage.

Yin Xiaoyu couldn't accept her cowardly thoughts, she looked at Zhang Jueming and said, "Is the work of a civil servant more precious than Han Bing's life?" ”

Finally changed the topic and came back?

Zhang Jueming couldn't cry or laugh, if she laughed, Yin Xiaoyu would say that her son couldn't laugh when he was sick, if she pulled her face, she was afraid of causing Yin Xiaoyu's disgust, she was afraid of losing Yin Xiaoyu's cash cow.

In the end, Zhang Jueming still chose to laugh and said: "Of course, my son's life is more important, but I don't have a job, who will support me?" ”

Zhang Jueming looked at Yin Xiaoyu, she really wanted to ask, can you support me? She still didn't speak, she was ashamed to speak, it was a basically unreasonable thing.

Yin Xiaoyu put down Erlang's legs, stood up, glared at her, and said, "I understand what you mean, logically analyzed, you love yourself more than Han Bing." ”

Zhang Jueming didn't know how to answer, Yin Xiaoyu turned around and walked out the door.

Zhang Jueming chased after him and grabbed Yin Xiaoyu's arm, Yin Xiaoyu turned around and looked at her with strange eyes, Zhang Jueming had a flattering smile on his face.

"Mr. Yin, Han Bing will ask you-" Zhang Jueming almost pleaded.

Yin Xiaoyu always felt that something was wrong, she thought about it repeatedly, yes! Mr. Yin, Mr. Yin?

"You are Han Bing's mother, Han Bing is my ex-husband, you call me Mr. Yin? In order to beg me to pay Han Bing's medical bills? Is it? Yin Xiaoyu was straightforward, so unreserved.

Zhang Jueming smiled, smiled fakely, and said, "Mr. Yin, isn't this to respect you?" You're from our family—"

"I'm the savior of your family, your wallet, right?" Yin Xiaoyu quickly took over the topic, making Zhang Jueming embarrassed.

Zhang Jueming looked at her, did not deny it, did not admit it, was stunned, Yin Xiaoyu shook off her hand and walked outside, without looking back.

Along the way, Yin Xiaoyu's mood was very unhappy, her childhood, student days, her flower season and rainy season, all of them were only Han Bing, at that time, her true feelings could not be exchanged for Zhang Jueming's good face for a moment, now, why? Why did Zhang Jueming keep his voice down in front of her?

Does Zhang Jueming think that if she whispers, she will sympathize with her?

Yin Xiaoyu has never understood that Zhang Jueming can live with great confidence, why does she have to live so humble?

In a trance, Yin Xiaoyu found out that she had hit something, and she looked up and was extremely surprised.

Yin Xiaoyu shouted loudly: "Wang Cuihua! What are you doing in our village? ”

Wang Cuihua had already seen clearly that she was Yin Xiaoyu, laughed heartily, and said, "Hi! See you again, Mr. Yin, are you from my cousin's village? Say it early! I said that I would not drive by myself, and with you, I would lie down and sleep. ”

When Wang Cuihua saw Yin Xiaoyu, she wanted to see her relatives, to be specific, she saw anything like relatives.

Yin Xiaoyu was a little interested in one thing, and asked, "Wang Cuihua, the relative you mentioned last time doesn't seem to be called Aunt Cousin." ”

"Oh, it's the same name, it's all distant relatives anyway, I came this time because I heard that my idol is going to come to S Village to shoot a farm advertisement, I want to see her with my own eyes, I want to take a photo with her-" Wang Cuihua thought about it, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.

Yin Xiaoyu is not interested in any kind of idol, no matter who she is, it has nothing to do with her.

She was interested in the farm, she wanted to see the scale of the farm, how the village developed?

"Wang Cuihua, where is the farm?" Yin Xiaoyu seems to have asked a very idiotic question.

Wang Cuihua laughed heartily and said, "Mr. Yin, are you from this village?" I don't know about such an important thing, even I, a person from W City, know it—"

Wang Cuihua couldn't stop the car as soon as she spoke, Yin Xiaoyu looked at her and asked, "Wang Cuihua, take me to see?" ”

When Wang Cuihua heard this, she stopped and said, "Mr. Yin, I really doubt that you are not from Shixi Village. ”

Yin Xiaoyu glanced at her, pulled her away, and said, "It doesn't matter if it's from Stony Creek or not, the important thing is to see what the farm looks like." ”

Wang Cuihua stretched out her hand, put it on Yin Xiaoyu's shoulder, and said: "Mr. Yin, don't worry, I can't see it now, the farm is still under construction, idlers are not allowed to enter, it will open in a few days, let's go together?" ”

Yin Xiaoyu pushed her hand away, Wang Cuihua's body was too heavy, and her arm was uncomfortable pressed against her neck.

After chatting casually with Wang Cuihua, Yin Xiaoyu went home.

Wang Cuihua said goodbye to Yin Xiaoyu, turned her head, and walked back, she looked back at Yin Xiaoyu again, snickered, and went to the farm together, wouldn't that be able to see that Mr. Zhou again?

Wang Cuihua ran home with a smile, and as soon as she stepped into the door, she found that Zhang Jueming was throwing things and scolding.

Wang Cuihua ran over and asked Zhang Jueming what had happened, Zhang Jueming threw away the things in his hand, sat down on the sofa, and cried bitterly.

Wang Cuihua was inconvenient to ask more, and quietly cried with Zhang Jueming.

After a long time, Zhang Jueming wiped away his tears, looked at Wang Cuihua, and said sadly: "Cuihua, when you look for a boyfriend in the future, you must keep your eyes open, some men who are only promises can't ask for it, and some men who are too strong can't ask for ······."

At the mention of her boyfriend, Wang Cuihua's face turned red, and she said shyly: "Auntie, I'm still young, and I haven't thought about finding a boyfriend." ”

Zhang Jueming saw the rough appearance of her usual loud voice, and today she suddenly became embarrassed, and she asked with the experience of people who came over: "Cuihua, is there a partner?" ”

Wang Cuihua immediately became nervous, stammered, and denied: "No—no!" ”

Seeing this, Zhang Jueming felt even more tired, she continued to ask: "Cuihua, there must be a situation, you can't be busy with me, if something happens here, your mother will blame me, who can look at you?" Where are the people? ”

Cuihua is not good at hiding things, she raised her head and said loudly: "Auntie, what are you talking about, who looks down on me?" I haven't said goodbye yet, and I'll tell you when there is progress. ”