Qingfeng still thought her mother's situation was not difficult enough, so she poured oil beside her: "I won't let her go, why should I let her go!"
"Little naughty boy, please stop saying a few words!" Yang Xiaofang was anxious and quickly covered her son's broken mouth.
"Say, let him say it! If you have any dissatisfaction with me or this family, just say it, I'm here to listen!"
Mrs. Shu raised her arms and leaned against the big poplar tree behind her, with the four characters "Calm and Calm" written clearly on her face.
Yan Yan was impressed by her domineering appearance. She ran to another poplar tree with her short legs and posed crazily like her.
The arms should be crossed, the legs should be staring at the tree trunk, and the face should have a smile...
There must also be murderous intent in the eyes.
Before Xiaotuanzi could get into her pose, Mrs. Shu was amused by her naivety, and her domineering attitude disappeared.
Mrs. Sun seized the opportunity and quickly stepped forward to break up the fight, but Mrs. Shu was determined to make the matter clear and refused to give in even a step.
"A few days after Yan Bao came to our house, he never even met the second child's family. Just like that, the second child's wife still held a grudge against him and put the blame on a three-year-old child.
If you think about it carefully, does she have a problem with Yan Bao? She has a problem with our family!"
Mrs. Shu had a clear mind and exposed Yang Xiaofang's background in two sentences.
After listening to her mother-in-law's analysis, Mrs. Sun felt that it made sense, and in turn advised Yang Xiaofang: "Brothers and sisters, if you have anything unhappy, just say it and don't keep it in your heart. After finally coming back, everyone will be happy."
Okay?"
"We're married and we've given birth to a child. Is it useful to talk about it now?"
Yang Xiaofang became anxious after being questioned, angrily dropped her words and ran away with her child in her arms.
The little dumpling watching the excitement scratched his face and seemed to understand something, "Grandma, does the second aunt not want to have a child with the second uncle?"
Old Mrs. Shu choked and scolded her a million times in her heart.
You're a worthless kid, it's not a good idea to marry a wife of any kind. If you have to marry someone who doesn't like you, you're really asking for trouble!
"Good boy, we don't care about your second uncle's troubles. Can grandma make some chicken stew for you?"
Mrs. Shu picked up the little dumpling and changed the subject with a smile.
Food is an irresistible fatal temptation for Yan Yan. As long as she has something to eat, she doesn’t have to listen to this gossip!
Xiaotuanzi hugged her grandmother's neck and said in a sweet voice: "No matter what, go home and eat meat."
When she got home, Mrs. Shu first grabbed a handful of dried bamboo shoots and dried shiitake mushrooms, soaked them in hot water, handed over the job of chopping chicken to Mr. Sun, and then went to the west wing to teach her son a lesson.
The old lady came in without saying a word and went straight to the point: "Did you quarrel with Yang Xiaofang?"
Shu Mingyi shook his head subconsciously, "No."
"Think about it more carefully."
Mrs. Shu was so aggressive that Shu Mingyi shrank back like a chicken in fear.
"It was a quarrel... it was a quarrel before the accident, and it has been reconciled now."
Shu Mingyi looked at his mother and asked cautiously: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"
Mrs. Shu told him the ins and outs of the matter, and finally warned him with a dark face: "No matter what conflicts you and your husband have, no matter how loud or loud you are, as long as you don't vent your anger on Yan Bao, I can turn a blind eye."
Eyes, pretend not to see.
But if you dare to cause something like today again, believe it or not, I won’t even recognize you as my son!”
"I believe it! Of course I believe it!"
Shu Mingyi raised his hands in surrender. After saying that, he couldn't help but ask: "Mom, can I ask you a question? Let's make a promise first, not to hit anyone."
Mrs. Shu gave him a glare and said, "You ask."
"That's it...why do you love Yanyan so much? You also love other children, but I haven't seen you hurting this much."
To put it exaggeratedly, his mother was originally a tigress who ate people without spitting out bones, but when she saw Yan Yan, she immediately turned into a kitten.
Could he not be curious about this strong contrast?
"I love Yanbao because Yanbao is obedient and sensible and deserves to be loved! If you were as sensible as her, I would love her too!"
After saying that, Mrs. Shu stood up and left. When everyone had reached the threshold, she couldn't help but turn around and add: "No one in our family can be nice to Yan Bao, but you can't, because your life is on the line."
She saved it!"
Shu Mingyi was shocked and quickly asked the reason, but Mrs. Shu refused to speak no matter what.
After Mrs. Shu left, Shu Mingyi began to think about it by himself.
No need to think about it, the life-saving thing his mother mentioned must have happened a few days ago.
In fact, he was not completely unconscious when he was unconscious. He could feel someone touching his hand and hear someone speaking in his ear, but he just couldn't wake up.
But slowly, the situation changed.
It was as if a stream of warm air entered his body along the hand, spinning around his head. Then his consciousness became clearer and clearer, and finally he woke up directly.
He didn't think much about it at the time, but looking back now, didn't those soft little hands belong to his niece Yan Yan?
This is exactly what his mother said.
So Yan Yan is his savior!
But how could a little girl like my niece have such ability?
Shu Mingyi fell into deep thought again, and soon he thought of all the strange things that happened at home during this period.
Then - he made a bold guess:
His niece is not a human at all!
She is a little fairy who has come down to earth to endure calamities!!!
And Shu Mingyi, a mortal who is blessed by a fairy, should regard protecting the fairy as his mission!
Shu Mingyi, who thought he understood the truth, was immediately overwhelmed with a sense of mission. His head was no longer dizzy and his legs were no longer soft. He put on his shoes and went out to find his niece to show his "loyalty".
At this time, the little fairy herself was lying in front of the stove with concentration, watching her grandmother put dough pastry on the side of the pot.
The chicken soup in the pot was boiling fiercely, with a layer of oil floating on top of the brown soup, and mushrooms and bamboo shoots that had absorbed enough juice were rolling in it.
White mist rises above the stove, and a scent unique to mushrooms and chicken penetrates people's nostrils domineeringly, like little hooks, drawing people closer to the pot.
Shu Mingyi sniffed hard, and his whole body was bathed in the mellow fragrance, and his soul seemed to float with the white mist.
Mrs. Shu put the last pancake on the edge of the pot, turned around and asked him: "If you don't lie down well in bed, what are you doing out here?"
"I came to see the fairy, oh no, the niece."
Shu Mingyi grinned at Yan Yan, and the joy in his eyes almost overflowed.
Mrs. Shu snorted coldly and said angrily: "Just watch it. If you really want to, clean up the mess in your house and don't leave that disgusting person alone all day long."
Mentioning this, Shu Mingyi instantly dwarfed and said with a laugh: "I know, I'll find a chance to talk to Xiaofang later."
"There's no need to look back, just do it now."
Mrs. Shu pointed at Yang Xiaofang, who was leading the child to the west, and winked at him.