Chapter Seventy-Nine: Not Late

After Xu Xingzhou's weak howl spread, Xu Zhong and his wife, who were standing outside the house with a probe peeking, rushed to the house non-stop.

Standing quietly behind them, the figure of the blue sky and poplar couldn't help but follow the panicked footsteps of the two people, and quickly followed.

Xu Zhong didn't fight angrily, and at this time, his fist couldn't swing at the stinky boy, otherwise this weak body wouldn't see the dawn of tomorrow.

He scolded angrily and anxiously: "As far as your small body has not yet grown, you are still learning to go on a hunger strike... Yes...? Lao Tzu sees that you have kicked the donkey in the brain, and you have tossed yourself blindly..."

However, there was a white light in front of Xu Xingzhou's eyes, and he couldn't see things clearly at all. Reaching out in a panic, Xu Zhong's scolding was a silent cannon to him.

"Sister, take care of Daddy's mouth! Don't wait for me to eat before I can eat, let him nag to death..."

Xu Wan squinted at Chen's sudden complexion, obviously on the verge of going berserk.

Knowing that Xu Xingzhou might not be so flexible to get her hints at this time, Xu Wan still had some expectations.

She rubbed her frizzy head and snorted, "What nonsense... Daddy is also worried about what you have to do. ”

Chen Shi seemed to be furious, she looked down at Xu Xingzhou's panicked appearance, and sneered.

"You kid has a kind of hunger strike that can last two days. How is it now? Isn't this a good taste? Look at your kid who is not happy in the future, do you dare to go on a hunger strike! ”

Although Xu Zhong scolded and scolded, he was also a knife-mouthed tofu heart, not calmer than his daughter-in-law.

Seeing the stinky boy's uncomfortable appearance, Xu Zhong couldn't bear to say loudly: "Ah... Alan... Why don't we write to this stinky boy and get some food......"

His rough eyes stared at Chen's face for a moment, fearing that she would change her face and veto his idea in a trembling manner.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xu Zhong shifted his gaze and kept glancing at his baby girl secretly.

Xu Wan knew what she was doing, and gave her father a reassuring look bluntly.

She looked worried, looked at Chen with a worried brow, and said softly, "Mother, is there porridge at home?" Looking at the little brother like this, if you don't hurry up and feed some food, you're going to faint! ”

She said exaggeratedly, obviously perceiving that Chen's face softened, and she glanced at Xu Wan with a cold face.

"You go to the kitchen with me to cook porridge, Xu Zhong, you look at him..."

At this time, Xu Zhong didn't care about teaching Xu Xingzhou a lesson, moved to the side of the bed, and gently patted his bent back.

After Chen's mother and daughter left the house, Chu Yuan, a transparent person on the side, also came over in time.

He stretched out his slender arm, and when Xu Zhong was unexpected, his fingers broke Xu Xingzhou's eyelids to check it.

Halfway, Chu Yuan nodded to himself and whispered.

"Well, I should be faint from hunger, it's not too serious."

Hearing this, Xu Zhong and his son: "......"

How can I inexplicably hear a tone that blames them for making a fuss...

Both of them denied it at the same time: No, it must be their delusion......

……

Chen is not the first time to be a mother, and she has a pair of children left in a row, and she has a lot of experience.

said that Xu Wan was a strong temper when he was a child, and when he encountered something very dissatisfied, he also had a hunger strike in the house.

After Xu Wan grew up, this problem disappeared.

Unexpectedly, now it is Xu Xingzhou's turn to get sick. Therefore, Chen's heart is still low and he knows how to deal with it.

called Xu Wan to come into the kitchen together, but in fact, it was so that the two of them could have the opportunity to say some private words.

The mother of the child is worried, not to mention the daughter who is married, she is always thinking about whether she is good or not.

Chen's hands and feet were quick to wash rice and cook porridge, and he lowered his head and asked, "Is Chu Yuan good to you?" ”

Although she has seen it with her own eyes, the mother still wants to hear what her daughter herself says.

Xu Wan stared at the firewood burning vigorously, and replied especially naturally: "Mother, it's naturally good." ”

On the edge of the stove, Chen's hunched back was little by little.

She covered the huge pot, turned around slowly, looked at Xu Wan and said, "Mother can also see that he is a good one..."

"But the young couple who have just married is indeed sweet, but once the days are long, the days of only two people are a little boring."

"It's not that your mother loves to nag you, you want to live with him for a long time, or have a few children as soon as possible. With the bond, you are connected in this life..."

Xu Wan threw another dry firewood into the fire with an itchy hand, and she raised her surprised cheeks, seeing that Chen's face was serious, not as if she was joking.

She is a woman with a modern soul in her heart, and she can't make up for it with her brain, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old immature woman, giving birth to a mother...

Xu Wanxing's eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of an excuse for blockage.

She said innocently: "Mother, don't worry about this." Chu Yuan said, I am young now, this body has not yet grown up, and it is not too late to have another child two years later. ”

The bright apricot eyes flashed with sincerity, and it didn't seem to be a deception to fool people.

Chen's mouth opened wide in surprise and asked in disbelief, "Really?" ”

Xu Wan nodded tirelessly, as if he was afraid that Chen would not believe it, and gave her a good idea.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask your son-in-law."

At this time, there is still something that Chen does not believe.

Xu Wan was born too beautiful, and he is also a famous flower in Xujia Village, so he is not disliked.

What made Chen speechless for a while was Xu Wan's expression when he spoke, as well as the tone of his speech...

The girl who used to be silent never even had too many looks on her face... Right now, it's really strange for Chen...

Perhaps, Chu Yuan warmed her daughter's cold heart and made her no longer look at the world coldly.

Chan comforted himself.

She smiled from the bottom of her heart and said with satisfaction, "That's good... That's good..."

……

The soft rice porridge was cooled after Chen's partition, and the mother and daughter returned to Xu Xingzhou's house one after another.

Xu Zhong kept rubbing Xu Xingzhou up and down, and at this moment, Xu Xingzhou no longer opened his mouth to speak in panic.

In the midst of a low murmur, the murmur continued.

"Why hasn't my mother come back......"

"Why doesn't my sister care about me......"

It was as if the two men who were accompanying and taking care of him in the house were like ornaments.

After Chen stepped into the threshold, he said angrily: "Scream, why bother in the first place!" ”

After approaching, she stuffed the bowl with white porridge into Xu Zhong's hand, and the meaning was already clear.

"Feed him some rice soup, don't feed him too fast."

Xu Wan mended the knife and said: "Dad! My little brother can only drink some rice soup... Rice grains will choke him! ”

The stomach is empty, and the whole body is in the stage of weakness, and having a bite to eat is what he wants the most at the moment.

But Chen's mother and daughter felt that this kid should not be allowed to get it too easily, and he should be allowed to taste the consequences. Moreover, if you have not eaten for two days, eating too quickly is not a benefit.

Xu Zhong has counted his daughters-in-law and daughters in front of him in his life, so he naturally obeys their words.

He drank in a rough voice, "Stinky boy, I still want Lao Tzu to feed you rice porridge when you're so old, your skin is too thick." ”

Suffering from the blows of his dear family again and again, Xu Xingzhou felt in his heart at this time: "......"

He didn't even complain about it, because he knew them too well, and if they were all about to deal with him, it would be useless for him to keep complaining.

He drank a mouthful of rice soup with a bitter face, and vowed in his heart not to go on a hunger strike again.

He was the one who hurt the mostβ€”β€”β€”β€”