After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 12 Don't Show Me My Foot
Feng Yin glanced at the second child lightly, but said nothing.

He directed the boss and Yaotong to carefully put Zhang Yiming on the cart, thanked Yaotong, and covered her husband with a quilt.

After Zhang Qiubai found out that his mother had come out, he ignored his second child. Knowing that his mother was really angry, he couldn't plead for his second child.

Being completely ignored by his mother, Zhang Xinghe felt a little flustered.

In the past, the old lady would scold her when she was unhappy, but if it really didn't work, she would be fine after chasing and beating her with a stick.

But he had never tasted the feeling of being completely ignored by the old lady.

Really, very uncomfortable.

When the eldest brother You Qi found him, he conveyed Feng Yin's words, "If he doesn't want to pass it by, his old mother will ask the village chief to ask Li Zheng to write a divorce letter when he goes back." '

At that time, Zhang Xinghe only thought it was his mother's daily threats, and didn't take it seriously.

But now, seeing his mother pretending she didn't exist and only focusing on his father and elder brother, Zhang Xinghe really panicked.

"Boss, you go ahead and buy a few packs of pastries."

Feng Yin ignored what the second child was thinking, and directly took out two coins and handed it to the eldest.

"Mother, it doesn't take so much money to buy pastries."

Looking at the two coins in his hand, Zhang Qiubai nervously pushed them back, "Our farmer's food is twenty cents a bag, and a bag can last for a long time."

According to what the boss said, there is no need for farmers to buy such a luxury as several packs at a time.

Feng Yin waved her hand: "If you bought it as a gift, you should buy something better."

As he spoke, he met the eldest son's puzzled gaze, and explained: "Your father is hurt today, thanks to Master Song and Master Qiao of the Academy for their help, I have to thank them."

"Your father went home to recuperate from his injuries, and he had to ask the head of the academy for leave, so he couldn't go empty-handed."

Zhang Qiubai glanced at his mother in astonishment, then quickly retracted his gaze and nodded: "Mother, my son knows."

Feng Yin was a little guilty from the eldest son's look just now.

Worse, it couldn't be that I missed something, right?

But she continued to order without changing her face: "Go quickly, don't delay, if you delay any longer, the sun will set."

"Hey, my son knows."

Zhang Qiubai agreed, turned around in a hurry and entered the pastry shop in front of him.

"mother."

Seeing that his elder brother had something to do, Zhang Xinghe hurried over to please him, trying to ease the relationship with his mother, "What do you think your son can do?"

When Feng Yin looked at the second child, his eyes were light, and his tone was even more emotionless: "What do you want to do, and I still want my mother to order?"

"mother?"

Hearing his mother's obvious dissatisfaction, Zhang Xinghe's heart skipped a beat.

Hastily explained with a flattering smile: "Mother, my son saw that you and elder brother hadn't come out for a long time, so I took a job by the way."

While speaking, he quickly took out the money hidden in his arms: "Mother, look, this is what my son just earned for you."

Feng Yin's eyelids twitched as he looked at the five copper coins lying on the pitiful palms of his cheap son.

I can't help feeling disgusted.

Those who are worthless dare to abandon their parents and brothers and run to work for others for a few copper coins.

But thinking about the character of the original body, Feng Yin endured the disgust in her heart, and under the young man's eyes full of reluctance, she reached out and snatched the copper coin.

I still haven't forgotten to stare at the boy and ask, "How many are you hiding?"

Zhang Xinghe shook his hands, immediately revealing his behavior of hiding secrets.

Feng Yin couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "After all, I'm still a minor child, and I don't have any city mansion."

Zhang Xinghe didn't know that he had leaked the secret, he wanted to refute in a dull voice: "Mother, my son didn't..."

Feng Yin didn't speak, just stared at the cheap son.

(End of this chapter)