The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 357 did not expect

"Bullying my younger brother again." Feng Huaying's eyebrows twitched as soon as she entered the house and saw the scene in the yard.

The daughter was proudly pressing down on her younger brother, and his younger brother Ji Zejun was crying, as if someone had done something to him, as if a girl from a good family was being bullied by a bully.

As soon as Ji Zeying saw her mother came back, she immediately jumped up and was about to run.

Ji Zeying raised her eyebrows when she saw that her mother was about to raise her eyebrows. Her father was not at home, so she would be obedient if she was stupid.

"Stop!" Feng Huaying became even more angry, carrying a big bag, and caught up with the daughter in twos and threes: "Why run, your mother can eat you!"

Ji Zeying held back her mouth and muttered softly: You can't eat me.

In this family, what she is most afraid of is her mother. When she makes a mistake, she dare not let her know at all. She is afraid of being talked about and punished. Her mother will not be lenient.

Looking at the pitiful youngest son in black, Feng Huaying put down the big bag, knelt down and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"It hurts!" Ji Zejun hugged his mother's neck: "My sister hit me, woo woo..."

Feng Huaying didn't care about being soiled by his youngest son, who was all in ink, and asked suspiciously, "Where does it hurt?"

Although her daughter is sometimes a little fierce towards her younger brother, she has never done anything, and even if she did, it was only lightly.

Feng Huaying had no doubts, but Ji Zeying was in a hurry: "I didn't hit him, he fell down by himself!"

Seeing that the girl was about to put her brother's words into action, and the youngest son was confident, Feng Huaying quickly grabbed the two younger ones: "Don't make trouble, or you will all eat bitter melon tonight!"

The children in their family don't like to eat bitter gourd, and they can be said to hate bitter gourd. This word has immediate effect.

After checking, it turned out that there was a scrape on his leg. Feng Huaying washed the wound, then went into the room to help him apply safflower oil, and asked, "What's going on?"

Ji Zeying, Ji Zejun, you talk to each other, it's a headache.

Looking at the eldest son on the side, Feng Huaying asked, "Zesheng, tell me, what's going on?"

It is more reliable to ask the eldest son than to ask those two.

Of the three children in their family, the eldest son is the best-behaved.

After hearing what the eldest son said, Feng Huaying hadn't said anything yet, but Ji Zejun became impatient: "Brother, you are talking nonsense, you are the one who said to use sister's favorite cup to hold the ink!"

When he was thinking about playing with the brush, he never thought of using his sister's usual precious cup to hold ink. It was his brother who suggested it, so he turned the cup out.

How could it be his fault alone?

Ji Zesheng couldn't believe it: "Xiao Jun."

It seems that I was hurt by my brother's words, but I thought darkly in my heart, next time I see you will push my building blocks.

"Ji Zejun!" Feng Huaying's face tensed, "If a man dares to act bravely, just say who took out your sister's cup?"

Ji Zejun opened his mouth and said weakly: "Me."

"Who poured ink into the glass?"

"It's me!" Ji Zejun lowered his head even lower.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"understood."

"Then do it next time?"

"Not anymore."

"Apologize to my sister!"

Ji Zejun looked up at his smug sister, not really wanting to say that he was wrong, but his mother was watching, so he could only be reluctant: "Sister, I will never put it in your glass again next time." Out of ink."

"Hmph, if you dare to do this again next time, I will definitely beat you to the brim next time."

Feng Huaying turned her head and said to her daughter: "He is your younger brother. He has done something wrong. Don't beat him at every turn. Teach him well."

"And as an older sister, how can you despise your younger brother? If your mother goes to the capital in two days, how can you rest assured that you will take care of your younger brother? What did you tell your mother two days ago?"

"I will take good care of my younger brother." Ji Zeying said again: "Mom, can't we not go to the capital? Let's stay at home, shall we?"

I didn't feel much at that time, but now I suddenly feel reluctant and don't want to let my mother go.

Feng Huaying couldn't bear it either, but she still said, "Mom will be back soon..."

Suddenly, her eyes widened, she pulled her daughter over, and picked up her lower skirt. The pink cotton cloth, which was still brand new, was torn, and she didn't know what scratched it.

The eased voice suddenly raised: "Ji Zeying, you tore your clothes again!"

"Can you, a little girl, stop jumping up and down and running around all day and night, look at any little girl who makes herself so dirty like you, like a tomboy."

Then look at a mending mark on her trousers, the anger is even stronger.

"How many times is this, huh?! You can't save me, Ji Zeying, you're a girl, so you can't be quiet. How long have you been making these clothes, and you just mended them a while ago, and you've hurt me again?" In this way, you have to buy several feet of cloth just to make clothes for you in a year."

"Take off your clothes quickly, Bubu can still wear it for a while!"

Seeing this, Ji Zejun rolled his eyes, pouted his lips and stepped forward: "Mom, look, my sister also tore my clothes!"

Because of a broken cup, his sister chased him and ran, and when he was chased, he was beaten. You chased me until the end, his image was in a mess, horrible, and he couldn't escape his sister's clutches. Not to mention, he had to apologize in the end, he was angry broken.

Although his mother said about his sister, Ji Zejun was still unhappy.

Now I see my mother talking about my sister, what a great opportunity.

"Where is it broken?" After Feng Huaying checked it, his face was gloomy and his crotch was torn.

Ji Zejun's face was full of joy, this is to avenge him!

Hmph, bullying the small with the big, you are finished.

Ji Zejun looked at his sister proudly.

"Ji Zeying, look at your good deeds." Feng Huaying's head was furious: "You are really... Fortunately, you don't need a ticket to buy cloth now, otherwise you sisters and brothers will be naked!"

Ji Zeying was not convinced, but also a little guilty, and said with a playful smile: "Mom, don't be angry, I will never break my clothes again."

"Can you believe what you say?!" Feng Huaying looked at the girl who patted her chest and made the promise even more angrily: "I don't know how many times I have said this kind of promise, and which time have you made it?"

Ji Zeying couldn't do it embarrassingly, hugged her mother and smiled flatteringly: "Mom~"

Feng Huaying pressed her forehead twice, only to feel a headache. How could she go to the capital with peace of mind? If these three little things are out of control, can they make a mess?

But she was no longer worried, and after sending her three children to school, she still set foot on the train to the capital.

After getting off the train, Feng Huaying found that there were many people doing business, selling food, drinks, and newspapers.

Feng Huaying found a rickshaw and drove to their house in the capital.

Settle down first, and go to the Forbidden City the next day.

When they got there, Feng Huaying gave the rickshaw driver thirty cents.

The two big stone lions in front of the gate, the towering Dahongmen, and the Qing-style gate tower look very grand!
Standing at the door of her house with the package in hand, Feng Huaying took out the key to the mandarin duck lock and opened the door to enter.

The flat stone road and the lush forest look very cool in the summer, and the hot heart also cools down.

The [-]-square-meter house is well maintained, with pavilions, towers and pavilions, especially the ancient charm that she likes very much.

And with such a large area, she really made a lot of money.

Most of the rooms are covered with cloth, covered with dust, and the master bedroom has been tidied up, showing traces of occupancy.

Feng Huaying put all the clothes in the cabinet and placed them with Ji Weihe's clothes.

Lying on the big carved bed, Feng Huaying had a good night's sleep, and woke up hungry in the middle of the afternoon.

There was nothing to eat at home, so Feng Huaying went out to buy something with the money, and walked around by the way.

There are many houses nearby, few buildings, and a good environment, but if you want to buy food, you have to walk two streets.

Feng Huaying walked to the end of Qinghe Road and saw a pastry shop. Looking at the pastries inside, Feng Huaying couldn't help but bought two small cream squares: "Fill your stomach first."

However, as soon as he lifted his foot and followed the route of the restaurant he had inquired about, he heard someone angrily saying at the corner: "Ji Gong, I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Contractor?Could it be the one from her family?

(End of this chapter)