Chapter 9: Her Son
"Look, look, I'll just say it." Feng Yunmei listened to Yang Xue's words, and immediately looked like she had caught her pigtails, and said proudly, "Mom, in this way, you should always believe what I say, right?" ”
"Shut up!" Jin Guizhi scolded her daughter, and then asked Yang Xue, "Okay, what are you doing in the county seat." ”
"Me?" Yang Xue opened her mouth and was about to answer, when Feng Yunxiao's voice came from the door, "I asked her to go." ”
As soon as his son spoke up, Jin Guizhi couldn't question Yang Xue anymore, so he could only look at his son with eyes that hated iron and steel. As a mother, how could she not know that her son was lying, in order to relieve Yang Xue.
That's it, the husband and wife live their lives, like people drinking water, they know their own warmth and coldness. Son and Yang Xue, one is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer, and she can't care so much.
"Brother, why do you always protect her?" Feng Yunmei looked at the second brother with an unhappy face, thinking that he was fascinated by Yang Xue. Otherwise, knowing that she was not in the room, why didn't he divorce her.
Yes, divorce is not good, and reputation is not good. But it's better than being a cuckold, right?
"She's my wife, if I don't protect her, who will I protect?" Feng Yunxiao glanced at her sister lightly, with a warning in her eyes.
Feng Yunmei has always been more afraid of this second brother, she will receive a warning look, even if she has a full stomach, she doesn't dare to say it again.
In the end, she could only vent her anger on Yang Xue, glared at her hatefully, and went back to the house.
Feng Yunxiao watched her sister go back to the house, ignored it at all, turned her head to Jin Guizhi and said, "Mom, I'll take Ah Xue and the cub back first." ”
After speaking, he stretched out his hand towards Yang Xue, wanting to hug his son over. But he didn't want to, the cub saw him stretch out his hand, and directly reached out to climb his mother's neck, turning his head not to look at him.
Yang Xue was stunned for a moment by her son's closeness, and couldn't help but think of the last time she saw her son in her previous life.
In the rain, Yang Xue looked at Feng Yunxiao who was pressed by a branch in shock to save herself.
He still had a smile on his face.
Yang Xue immediately panicked and shouted screaming, "Is there anyone, help, someone is injured!" ”
With Yang Xue's shout, a young man rushed out of the unit building next to him.
"Stay away from my dad, you broom star!" The man's tone was hateful, and the gaze that looked at Yang Xue was full of disgust.
Father?
Yang Xue was stunned, stupidly watching the young man move away from the branches, then bent down to pick up Feng Yunxiao, and hurriedly ran to the car next to him.
"Ah Xue, Ah Xue, what's wrong with you, why are you in a daze?"
Yang Xue, who was deeply trapped in memories, was once again pulled back to reality by Feng Yunxiao's voice, looking at her son who was still holding her neck, and then thinking of the hateful gaze of her son in her previous life, she couldn't help hugging his small body.
Not anymore, never again. In this life, she must watch her son grow up, and she will not let him have any more hatred in his eyes.
"It's okay! Also, thank you just now! "Thank you for helping me out, thank you for protecting me.
After Yang Xue finished speaking, she kissed her son's face and walked home with brisk steps.
Feng Yunxiao glanced at Yang Xue suspiciously, not understanding what was wrong with her. Just now, he obviously felt that Yang Xue's mood was wrong, but she didn't want to say it, and he naturally wouldn't break the casserole and ask to the end.
He believes that sincerity is open. After a long time, his wife will always open up to him.
Back at home, Yang Xue rarely took the initiative to speak, "Yunxiao, you go to wash first, and then take the cubs, and I'll cook." ”