Brother Guo was sobbing and shifting his attention to the honey bread in his hand. The child's emotions came and went quickly. He raised the honey bread in his hand that was still fragrant, and burped, and said vaguely: "Sister, I gave it to me."

Ruan Chengzhang subconsciously licked his lips and spoke a little domineeringly: "Break a piece for me and I'll try it."

This was a trivial matter, so Ruan Feng put Brother Guo on the ground and wanted to break a piece of the bread from Brother Guo'er's hand.

Children all protect their food, and this bread is a sweet and delicious food that Brother Guo has never tasted before. He is not willing to do so, and he struggles to prevent Ruan Feng from breaking it.

Mrs. Zhao went up to take advantage of Ruan Feng's grasp of Brother Guo, and directly broke away a large piece of it. After smelling it, she said, "It's quite fragrant." She handed it to Ruan Chengzhang: "Good grandson, come and try it."

Ruan Chengzhang put his mouth in his mouth and finished eating it. Finally, he licked his fingers with unsatisfactory intentions: "Milk, this is really delicious." He went to see what was left in Brother Guo'er's hand. In his opinion, Brother Guo'er, who is such a little man, would have eaten a bit too much of that piece.

Brother Guo stared blankly as most of the delicious food in his hand entered Ruan Chengzhang's mouth - he burst into a shocking and shrill cry.

This is more heartbreaking than before.

Ruan Feng was a little panicked and coaxed Brother Guo in a hurry.

Mrs. Zhao curled her lips, and was a little dissatisfied: "Oh, you are so angry, don't you just eat a little bite. Fengya, your son is so stingy. What's wrong with his cousin eating his food? How did you teach the child?" Instead, he educated Ruan Feng.

With Ruan Feng's temperament, he dared not say anything.

She could only whisper to coax Brother Guo: "Good son, that's your brother. What's wrong with giving him some food?"

Brother Guo could not hear it, crying loudly.

Ruan Chengzhang was used to being domineering at home. He smacked his lips, then pulled a piece of it from the small bread left in Brother Guo'er's hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and asked Ruan Feng as if nothing had happened: "Hey, this is so delicious. Aunt, can you make a little more?"

Brother Guo was stunned. After reacting, he thrust his butt on the ground, crying at the top of his lungs, his little face turned red, and he couldn't breathe, but he rolled his eyes and fainted.

This scared Ruan Feng. She screamed "Son" and almost fainted.

Mrs. Zhao was shocked and was a little unhappy. She felt that crying and fainting at her doorstep, which was a bit unlucky. She pushed Ruan Feng away rudely and pinched her three-year-old man's thirsty-year-old man's back to the top of the three-year-old man. She really pinched Brother Guo again and continued that tone.

Ruan Feng was really frightened. Looking at the person on Brother Guo'er's mouth that was about to be broken, she felt unbearable pain in her heart. She had nowhere to vent her emotions. She could only hold Brother Guo and cried with a whimper: "Heart and liver, isn't it just a little food. Isn't it okay to go back and ask your eldest cousin to go?... Is it okay to ask you a bunch of them, a bunch of them, a bunch of them?"

Brother Guo was a child after all. He heard his mother making a wish for him, sobbing and hiccupping, but he kept burping. It looked so pitiful. He was a man who was about to break the skin and was about to cry and acted coquettishly with his mother: "Mom, the mouth hurts..."

When Mrs. Zhao heard this, her ears moved and ignored Brother Guo and asked Ruan Feng with a key point: "What cousin? Are you talking about that dead girl Ruan Mingzi?"

Ruan Feng squatted on the ground half-bent her knees and hugged Brother Guo, buried her face in her son's neck, sobbed, and quickly wiped away tears with the back of her hand, then she forced a smile: "Yes, when I came here today, I met Da Ya and Si Ya. Da Ya gave it to Brother Guo... I don't know what it was called, I've never seen it before, it smells sweet."

Mrs. Zhao slapped her thigh hard: "It's this! This must be what the little hoof was made before. She took it to the county for sale. What's the name... noodles, bread! Yes, this must be it!"

Ruan Chengzhang shouted: "Grandma, this is delicious! Go and ask Ruan Mingzi to bring more!"

Mrs. Zhao loved Ruan Chengzhang to the core and responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, grandma, I'll ask her for it now..." She looked at Brother Guo who was still crying and burping, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes, but thinking that Ruan Feng came with money and still looked kind, but her tone could not hide the tone of Shi En in her words, "I'll ask for a few of our Brother Guo, so I can save my eyes so shallow every day, and I won't share the food with my cousin."

Ruan Feng hugged her son and cried, still trembling slightly. For some reason, she wanted to cry and laugh. She lowered her head and forced out her voice: "Mom, it seems that Da Ya and Si Ya are going out. When I came, I watched them leave in Niu San's donkey cart."

Mrs. Zhao suddenly reacted and slapped her thighs hard again, "That girl must have gone to the county to mess with her shop!"

She cursed a few more times, and saw that Ruan Feng was still a little confused, so she said briefly to her. When Ruan Feng heard that Ruan Mingzi had opened a shop in the county town, she opened her mouth wide in shock and couldn't speak.

Ruan Chengzhang was not interested in this. He heard that Ruan Mingzi was not at home and could not eat the bread at the moment. He smacked his lips with some displeasure. His eyes swept the small croissant bread left in Brother Guo'er's hand. He was so scared that Brother Guo was so nervous that he stuffed the honey bread into his mouth in three or five bites, almost choking.

Ruan Chengzhang said "cut" unhappily, threw the words "I'm going out to play" and ran away.

Ruan Feng said slowly while giving Brother Guo'er a back: "To put it, it seems that today is not a day for me to have a rest? Why is Brother Zhang still at home?"

Mrs. Zhao's face changed, her expression was a little reluctant, and she said to Ruan Feng with a stern voice: "You are a village woman working in the field, what do you know? Of course, when Gao Xiucai saw that our Brother Zhang was tired of studying, he gave him a few days off and asked him to come back and have a good rest - well, Brother Guo was crying and told you that you hadn't entered the house yet, hurry up and drink a few sips of water."

Ruan Feng stumbled for a few words, picked up Brother Guo who was still burping and entered the house.

As expected, Mrs. Zhao brought Ruan Feng a bowl of water and asked Ruan Feng again after a few words, "...You don't know, this is really a long time to spend money on learning. Pen, ink, paper, ink, books, and gentleman's shrewdness, which one is not money?"

Regarding Mrs. Zhao's almost explicit hint, Ruan Feng hurriedly took out the red cloth bag containing broken silver from her arms.

But before she could say anything, Mrs. Zhao snatched the red cloth bag directly, pulled the bag, poured the silver in her hand, and weighed it. The wrinkled old face showed a smile of not very satisfied: "Feng Ya, Brother Zhang is the hope of our old Ruan family. You are giving a little less money... Forget it, just take more next time."

Although Ruan Feng knew that her mother had always been like this, she could not lose a good word even if she got a cheaper one.

In the past, she had to laugh with her when she was scolded, and she felt that it was all a family and nothing. But this time, she still laughed with her face, but she couldn't help but think of Brother Guo'er's appearance just now.

Also, whenever she mentioned the Ruan family, Ruan Mingzi looked at herself with her eyes bent.

It's like watching a fool.
Chapter completed!