"My life is at rest!" Ming Jiuniang looked at Ye'er, who didn't know anything and ate unusually sweetly, and sighed without tears.

Can Xiao Tiece give her a chance to explain?

Enough choke!

"Ye'er, don't eat it yet...... Forget it, eat it, eat it. ”

She didn't expect Ye'er's swollen lips to recover quickly, and the child was so pitiful that she couldn't stop eating so spicy.

"Drink saliva, slow down, my mother will make it for you later. ”

After Ye'er finished eating, Ming Jiuniang looked at his bulging little belly, worried that he was accumulating food, so she pulled him for a walk in the yard.

The colorful glow reflects the red sky, the sun sets, the tired birds call their friends to return to the nest, and the man who has been tired for a day should probably go home.

Ye'er probably noticed that Ming Jiuniang was sullen, and stopped to look up at her, her dark eyes full of concern.

Ming Jiuniang's heart was softened by this little angel.

She squatted down to eye level with him, straightened his collar, looked at his sausage mouth, distressed and funny, and said, "Is your mouth still uncomfortable?"

Ye'er shook her head again and again.

If he could eat such a delicious meal every day, and his mouth was stuffy all the time, he would be willing!

He had a pair of talking eyes, and Ming Jiuniang saw his answer from his eyes.

She thought about it and pretended to cry: "But your father will blame me when he comes back and sees you like this." ”

Ye'er was stunned, and immediately stepped forward to hug her.

The small thin body gave Ming Jiuniang a lot of warmth, making her old mother's heart sour.

What a son.

"Ye'er, is it okay for my mother to teach you to speak?" Ming Jiuniang struck while the iron was hot.

Ye'er's hand around her neck was released, her body was obviously a little stiff, she took a few steps back, her expression was a little resistant, and she was a little inferior.

Ming Jiuniang said: "How do you know that you can't do it if you haven't tried?" You see, you understand everything your mother says, you are so smart, are you afraid that you won't be able to speak?"

Ye'er didn't speak, a little pitiful.

Ming Jiuniang reached out and touched the little yellow hair on the top of his head: "It's okay, my mother won't force you, let's take our time, the future will be long." ”

"Look, Tie Ce, what am I talking about?" A man's excited voice suddenly came from outside, "Look at Ye'er's mouth, it's swollen from being beaten by this poisonous woman!"

Ming Jiuniang was still squatting on the ground, slowly turning her head to look at the man outside the fence.

The man is about thirty years old, tall, of course, standing next to Xiao Tiece, he is not conspicuous compared to him.

Ming Jiuniang remembered that this man's name was Song Mingjun, and like Xiao Tiece, they were both from the prince's faction, and the two were brothers and sisters, and they were exiled to Liaodong together.

Before, when she was heaven and earth, and when the family couldn't open the pot, Song Mingjun also asked his sister Song Shanshan to send some rice and noodles to help.

The life of the Song family is better, because his younger sister is beautiful and kind-hearted, ingenious, and can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, and she knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and female red needlework.

Song Shanshan is a good woman, and her embroidery is counted in Beijing, and when she came to Liaodong, it was even more scarce and expensive, and she exchanged a lot of silver for her family.

In addition to contrasting Ming Jiuniang's "what to do, what to eat is not enough", there was no problem originally.

But in fact, Song Shanshan is Ming Jiuniang's rival.

- She has a deep affection for Xiao Tiece, but she was young and thin-skinned, and before she could pierce this layer of window paper, Ming Jiuniang, Cheng Biting Jin, came out to cut off her beard.

Song Shanshan was infatuated with Xiao Tiece. Before the exile, as long as she nodded and married, she didn't have to be exiled, but she still stubbornly followed her to Liaodong.

This infatuation, if it weren't for her husband, Ming Jiuniang would have to applaud.

No matter how gold shines, Song Shanshan came to Liaodong and supported her family with a good embroiderer.

She turned Ming Jiuniang into scum in seconds.

Song Mingjun felt sorry for his sister, and always chattered in Xiao Tiece's ear, asking him to divorce Ming Jiuniang and marry Song Shanshan again.

Xiao Tiece didn't agree, and he never gave up.

No, he caught Ming Jiuniang "absolute" Ye'er, and he was even more proud.

Ming Jiuniang said angrily: "Which eye did you see me beating Ye'er? I cooked for Ye'er, and he was not used to eating that thing, so he ......"

She looked at Xiao Tiece pitifully: "Really, I didn't lie. ”

Xiao Tiece pursed his lips, unable to see his emotions.

Song Mingjun sneered: "You cook for Ye'er, unless the sun comes out in the west! Tie Ce, don't be deceived by this woman, look how quickly she changes her face!"

Ye'er usually likes this Uncle Song very much, after all, he always brings food to his family, but now when he sees him talking to his mother like this, he stands in front of Ming Jiuniang unhappily and opens his little arms to protect her.

Song Mingjun looked like he hated iron but not steel: "Your mother treats you so much, but you always protect her." If Shanshan is changed to be your mother, I don't know how much better your life will be. ”

Ming Jiuniang is not a good temper: "Can't your sister get married? I have to be a stepmother in someone else's house! I'm not dead yet! Tell you Song Mingjun, I'm in one day, don't say that you want your sister to marry Xiao Tiece, even if you want to be a maid, I won't agree, you die early!"

"You, you ......" Song Mingjun was so angry that his hands trembled, "You shrew!"

"Vixen is also Xiao Tiece's habit, it's your business!" Ming Jiuniang said sharply.

"Tie Ce, she, you don't care if she does this?"

"Oh, if you can't say it, you just sow discord?" Ming Jiuniang said, "Blatantly despicable!"

"Who is despicable?"

"You!" Ming Jiuniang said, "I always hope that other people's wives will be separated, and you will do it if you don't do it!"

If he Song Mingjun is a person with unrelated interests, he persuades Xiao Tiece to reconcile, and Ming Jiuniang can still tolerate him.

He was so blatantly trying to stuff his sister to Xiao Tiece, then don't blame her for being polite.

"One mountain can't tolerate two tigers, especially a tigress like me!" Ming Jiuniang said menacingly, "Go back and tell your sister-in-law, if you dare to worry about my man, I may do something to kill people and set fire!"

She fought hard, and when she first came, she had to make her position clear, so that someone would treat her as an ornament and want to ride on her head.

Even if she wants to go her separate ways with Xiao Tiece in the future, but now, she is still Xiao Tiece's wife!

"Brother Song, you go back first. Xiao Tiece bent down and hugged Ye'er, and said in a deep voice, "I believe her words." ”

"You ......" Song Mingjun's eyes were red with excitement, "You believe her? She cooks, you let her take out a cooked rice and count me as losing!"

Ye'er pointed to the house, babbling - his mother not only made rice, but also made delicious dishes!

Ming Jiuniang put her hands around her chest: "Which green onion are you, I want to prove it to you when I cook?" Why, the family is so poor that they can't open the pot, and they want to come to eat? Sorry, no!"