Chapter 52 52The little woman next door

"You idiot, the child is hungry. If there is no milk, what do you usually feed him? Just watch him drink the northwest wind. If you don't hurry up, go get it. If you are from the Lao Sang family, I will slap you to death. Save yourself the trouble."

The little woman felt aggrieved. She wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry: "I usually feed her rice soup. The only handful of rice I cooked in the morning was gone. I had to wait until the child's father brought him back in the evening. I, I...

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Wang Xinfeng has a bad temper and can't stand such a sticky temper. He can't even make a fart for a long time. Who is he worried about?

"You don't know how to boil water to make him full if you don't have rice. Are you a pig? You have three children and you don't know this? Do you want me to teach you by holding your ears?"

The little woman waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no need."

Wang Xinfeng yelled over: "No, why not hurry up and wait for me to burn incense for you."

The little woman was so frightened that she jumped up, turned around and boiled water quickly.

Wang Xinfeng is simply incredible. I have never seen such a stupid mother. Her son almost cried to death and didn’t know how to use his brain.

He lowered his head and glanced at the little Douding in his arms. He was half a year old and looked like a two-month-old baby. He was dark and skinny and not cute at all.

I don't know if it was because I was tired from crying or something, but I grinned and smiled at Wang Xinfengle.

Wang Xinfeng gently poked his little face: "You little bastard, why are you smiling? I won't even feed you the smile, you will starve to death, you little brat."

"Giggle..." The little guy actually laughed out loud.

The little woman was a little surprised when she heard the laughter. She raised her head and saw only Wang Xinfeng's profile.

His masculine-looking face, which usually has a fierce look, looked extremely soft and kind at this moment.

Wang Xinfeng seemed to have noticed her gaze and turned to look over. The little woman lowered her head sharply in fright, her heart pounding. She didn't dare to offend her, she couldn't afford to offend her.

Wang Xinfeng snorted and poked the villain in the face again: "That idiot of yours is nothing."

"Kekeke..."

Wang Xinfeng rolled his eyes: "You are as stupid as your mother."

How can a villain understand this? He just knows how to laugh.

Hearing her son's laughter, the little woman was no longer so afraid, and smiled unconsciously.

On the way back to the courtyard, Yuzhi happily looked at the large and small bags hanging on Sangye's body and arranged them.

"Ye Zi, this piece of cloth is very beautiful. Mom will make a skirt for you when you go back."

Sang Ye glanced at the pink cloth and felt a chill.

"No, I want pants."

Yuzhi did not force Sangye to wear a skirt, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, mom will go back and make pants for Ye Zi. My Ye Ye is pretty and looks good in anything she wears."

As he spoke, he hugged Sang Ye's head and kissed her tender little face.

In an instant, Sang Ye almost exploded.

She thought that if she hadn't been carrying things with both hands, she would have thrown this woman out. She was so audacious that he dared to kiss her.

Staring at Yuzhi, he gasped for a few times with his chest bulging, then his face and neck were red, and he ran away with messy steps.

Yuzhi was so happy to see it, she giggled and chased after her: "Yi Zi, wait for mom, mom can't walk fast."

Sang Ye groaned and slowed down, but his steps didn't stop.

Yuzhi quickly caught up, pretending that nothing happened just now, and continued talking about the arrangement of this bunch of things.

Sang Ye secretly glanced at Yu Zhi from time to time, with indescribable emotions in his small eyes.

When the mother and daughter arrived at the door of their home, Wang Xinfeng heard the noise in the yard.

He thrust the little thing in his arms into his mother's arms and hurried out to greet her.

The young woman and her son looked at each other stupidly for a second, and then looked at the entrance of the courtyard.

I thought that the delicate and frail little daughter-in-law should not be beaten to death by the old aunt.

When the old aunt really takes action, do you want to help?

I took one look at my skinny body, why don't I forget it?

When the little woman was thinking wildly, Wang Xinfeng grabbed Yuzhi's hand and looked up and down: "Zhizhi, are you okay? Are you tired? Are you uncomfortable? Is it cold? Come in quickly. Oh, my little hands are a little cold.

ah."

She asked for help, with a worried and loving look on her face, but she had no intention of taking action. The little woman looked confused. Didn't she mean she was ignorant? She didn't even say a few words.

Wang Xinfeng turned around and glared at Sang Ye, who was about to be overwhelmed by the big and small bags: "You are a little bastard, you are not sensible at all. I took your mother out on a cold day. What should I do if she gets cold?"

What should I do if I get lost in a familiar place? What should I do if I meet a bad person?"

"I want you to stay at home and watch your mother. You can't handle so many things. What's the use of you? Just like your father, he can't do anything. He is the first waste of food. He eats so much in vain. What's the use of you?

It’s better to feed the dog.”

The little woman blinked, is it the child who is ignorant?

Was the person being scolded the wrong person?

Why does this person have two faces?

That's right, Sang Ye is used to it. Her father and her mother have always disowned each other when it comes to this person in the family, which is totally unreasonable.

He rolled his eyes, opened the door, threw the big and small bags on the kang, and then threw himself on it.

Shopping with a woman is more tiring than walking up a mountain to fight a bear. I will never go there again. That woman secretly kissed her, huh... I'm angry.

Sang Ye secretly touched his face, and his little mouth turned up unconsciously.

When Wang Xinfeng saw Sang Ye lying down, she slapped him: "You little bastard, you have no eyesight like that old man of yours. Why don't you quickly put the kang on the stove? I don't know if your mother can't bear the coldness. Dad is stupid."

I have to tell you everything in the nest, you are so stupid."

Sang Yehehehe, turned over and went to light the kang.

Wang Xinfeng turned around and saw the little woman still holding her son, standing stupidly aside, her eyes widened, and she raised her hand and waved over: "Look, look, there is nothing to look at, you can be full just by looking at your son."

Or what? Your brain has been frozen into an ice lump, right? Do you want me to light a fire for you?"

The little woman was so frightened that she hugged her son and hid quickly.

Yuzhi quickly took Wang Xinfeng's hand and smiled apologetically at the little woman: "Mom, I bought a lot of things today, go and take a look."

Wang Xinfeng's face suddenly changed, and she was so amiable that it made people feel like spring breeze: "You kid, tell your mother when you are shopping. Don't go there by yourself. You'll get better if you're tired. Are you tired? Wait, mom bought fresh meat today.

, and a handful of green onions, Mom will make wontons for you to stew. Mom will take a look at the things in a while, don’t worry."

"Okay, thank you, Mom."

"Thank you. Hurry up and get on the kang. Ye Zi, you little little brat, you are so busy lighting a fire. Hurry up. After lighting the fire, come out and help me knead the dough. Your mother hasn't eaten anything good these days, so you have to

Take good care of yourself and move more quickly."

Wang Xinfeng went to wash vegetables and cut meat. Sang Ye followed behind and imitated her talk, turning her mouth up and down, and making faces, looking very ghostly.

Wang Xinfeng turned around sharply, Sang Ye's funny movements froze on his face, he received a loving slap from his mother, and was then ordered to do manual labor.

The little woman looked embarrassed and doubtful about life. She always felt that this family's way of getting along was a bit strange.

Yuzhi apologized: "I'm sorry, my mother has a quick temper and a good heart. Don't be afraid, she doesn't hit people casually."

Through the brief contact in the morning, the little woman probably understood the old lady. She was not as domineering and overbearing as the first day she saw her. She had a sharp mouth and a bad temper, but she did have a good heart.

A child's perception is the purest. When her son laughs in her arms, he can tell that the old lady is a nice person.

"I, I know, it doesn't matter, that..." The little woman glanced at Wang Xinfeng, leaned close to the elm branch and asked in a low voice: "Is aunt your biological mother?" The man and the child looked like their son-in-law and their unloved grandson.

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Yuzhi was immediately amused: "She is my mother-in-law, but she is as good as my own mother. Is this your son? How old is he?"

The little woman smiled awkwardly. She had really experienced a lot. It was the first time that she saw her mother-in-law treat her daughter-in-law so well, more than her son and granddaughter.

"Yes, my son's name is Xiaobao. He is half a year old."

The little guy didn't know if he was hungry now, so he didn't cry. He opened his black grape-like eyes and stared at the elm branch curiously.

Yuzhi felt weak at the sight: "Can I give you a hug?"

Just as the little woman said yes and took the child over, Wang Xinfeng shouted: "Zhizhi, little bastard Shen, don't hurt you."

"Uh..." The little woman took it back silently. Although she felt that the little daughter-in-law was indeed delicate, she would not be hurt by her several-month-old son like the old lady said.

That's an exaggeration.

For the sake of her own life, she had better not be hugged.

Yuzhi smiled and hugged the child directly, and said with a smile: "Mom is fine, not heavy, and the child is quite well-behaved and doesn't make any noise."

The little guy doesn't recognize anyone and won't cry in anyone's arms.

The elm branches were fragrant and soft, and he rubbed them happily, grinning happily.

Yuzhi smiled and nodded his little nose: "It's so cute. Why are your eyes swollen?"
To be continued...