Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

"I, I..." "I was in the hospital. I accidentally bumped into my head," she said after two horse knots and a look at her father-in-law and mother-in-law

"Yes, I'll be right there." Jiang Fanxing said.

"No, sister-in-law, don't come here. I'll be fine. My father-in-law and mother-in-law are here, so don't come. "

Jiang Fanxing, with a strong voice, said: "just wait for me in the hospital. I'll go right away."

With that, the phone hung up.

The conscience of heaven and earth.

Lang yuezheng doesn't want things to get worse, but she can't control it when she comes to this stage.

Well, let her come.

"Dad, mom, my sister-in-law will come later, or you can go back first."

In fact, it's really a strange thing for Lang yuezheng. She's too simple and thinks things are too simple.

If just now, Lang yuezheng didn't say that Dou Fu and Dou Mu are here, then they can go back.

Now, Jiang Fanxing knows.

It's not easy for Dou Fu and Dou Mu to go again.

"Zither, it's OK. Your father and I are here with you. What's more, don't you have to bring beans yourself? I also have to help watch. Tonight, I'll let bean sleep with you. "

Dou's mother speaks perfectly.

If you really leave, it will become a family bullying Lang Zheng.

Let Jiang Fanxing know, it's amazing.

You can't go.

The doctor helped Lang Lezheng wrap up the wound. As soon as he walked through the door of the hospital, he saw Jiang Fanxing's car parked outside the door of the hospital.

Jiang Fanxing got out of the car. She was wearing a red skirt, like a walking flame.

In fact, red, purple and black, these three colors, general temperament slightly weak woman, is very difficult to control.

However, wearing it, Jiang Fanxing not only outlines her perfect waist, but also has special temperament.

In the eyes of Jiang Fanfu and Dou, he even ignored them.

"Zither, what's going on?"

"Don't tell me you hit it yourself."

"I don't believe it."

"Where did you hit, and how hard could you hit yourself?"

"Is it Dou Jingran?"

Jiang Fanxing has always been a fierce temper. Seeing that his sister was hurt, his words became more intense.

Lang Zheng is not very good at lying, so he stutters. He doesn't dare to look into Jiang Fanxing's eyes: "it's me You hit it yourself, sister-in-law, so don't ask any more. If you have anything to do with me, just tell me. "

"I'm not in a hurry. I want to know. How did you get hurt?" Jiang Fanxing said, sharp eyes, also swept from Dou Fu and Dou Mu's face: "uncle, aunt is also here!"

Dou Mu knew Jiang Fanxing and knew that she was a powerful woman. Holding xiaodouzi in his arms, he bumped up and said, "here's the thing. The fight between yuezheng and Jingran..."

"Fight!" Jiang Fanxing's eyes were wide open and his voice was cold: "that is to say, is this Dou Jingran's fight?"

"No, it's not like that." Lang yuezheng is worried. She can take everything in her own hands, but she doesn't want to involve Dou Jingran: "he's not careful, so he just touched me."

"No, I didn't touch it well. I didn't stand well and knocked it."

Dou Fu finally said: "stars, this is what happened..." He said it all over again.

"Your Dou family is really good." Jiang Fanxing has been a little bad, his sister, head injured, let her how safe: "now, I take the zither and beans away, you let Dou Jingran give us a statement, otherwise, this matter is not over."

Jiang Fanxing is tough. With that, she takes xiaodouzi, holds the Lang zither in one hand, turns around and walks away.

"Sister in law, don't be like this. Jingran has already let my father out of the house. If I don't go home again, I'm afraid..."

Jiang Fanxing stopped. Dou Fu and Dou Mu came after him tightly: "what you did was wrong. We also punished him."

"Yes, sister-in-law, my parents are very kind to me." Lang yuezheng is very sensible. She knows that if she really goes home with her sister-in-law, then her aunt will know her situation here.

You can't let your aunt and cousin know that this was your choice at the beginning. No matter how hard the road is, you have to go on.

If you go back like this, you really have no way out.

So, I can't go with my sister-in-law.

"Is that so?" Jiang Fanxing looks at Dou mu.

"Well, we also know that Jingran is not very good for zither, but we will let him return. Give us a little time, we can certainly."

Jiang Fanxing smiles and loosens the Lang zither.

"In fact, I came here today just to find Er Lao.""Just now I saw that Zheng was injured. I don't know your attitude for a moment, so it's offensive. Don't mind. "

after Jiang Fanxing's words, Dou Fu and Dou Mu immediately understood. Just now, Jiang Fanxing didn't explain it. He was worried about his attitude.

Now that I've made it clear, I don't have so many worries.

"All right, let's find a place to sit for a while and think about it in the long run." It's not good for Dou Fu to drive his son out of the house.

No matter how to say, it's my own flesh and blood.

However, my son is really disheartened. There is such a good daughter-in-law at home that they don't know how to cherish it. It's really amazing

No matter what others say, I am my father!

But if there is any sign of his son's turning back, he will not be driven out of the house.

Not far ahead is a Starbucks, which is a good place to chat.

A few people go in, Dou Fu gave money first, much is tip.

No matter how to say, Jiang Fanxing is also the mother of Lang yuezheng, and Lang yuezheng has been bullied by his son Dou Jingran at home, so they feel some guilt towards the mother of Lang yuezheng.

"Uncle, aunt, you are welcome." Jiang Fanxing has changed his high cold.

As long as everyone is in harmony, they all hope that Lang and Dou Jingran can lead a good life, and they also hope that their feelings will heat up, then everything will be easy to do.

After sitting down, Jiang Fanxing is very graceful.

Compared with the Lang zither, her appearance is almost the same. They're all standard beauties.

"Stars, if you have something to say, just tell us."

"Yes, we are a family. We don't have to talk to each other. We all hope that the zither and Jingran will be well."

The second elder's words also hit Jiang Fanxing's heart.

"Uncle, aunt, to tell you the truth, I think so too." Jiang Fanxing stirred the coffee gently. When the spoon touched the wall of the cup, it made a subtle sound: "the zither is really not very happy. It's too flowery..."