Seven Zero Jiaojiao was spoiled by the big villain rough man and cried

The old lady Song became more and more angry, and slapped Yuan Shu's pretty face.

"I don't behave myself, and I dragged my daughter-in-law and me into the water."

"Listen carefully, everyone. We heard the news about our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law from this yard. You can guess who it is."

Just a couple, the female voice should not be Zhang Hao.

If it wasn't Yuan Shu, who else?

With a light cough, the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

The tall figure slowly approaching made Wen Jing understand the reason for the weirdness just now.

She just said, where there is gossip, how can there be no echoing voice?

It turned out that the owner was among them.

Wen Jing didn't feel embarrassed about making trouble at all, and called Dad very crisply.

Zheng Qing smiled lovingly at her, and when he looked at Zhang Hao, the smile was gone.

"Deputy head Zhang, your wife is so dissatisfied with me, is there something I'm harsh on you?"

When the Song family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law appeared to testify, Yuan Shu knew that she couldn't hide it. She didn't expect Zheng Qing to come forward in person.

She looked at her husband with some trepidation, hoping that he would help her.

Can Zhang Hao say that black is white?

The thing is obvious, the only ones who know about the capital city are their husband and wife.

The Zhang family lives in an old house in a compound, far away from sources of news.

It was because Zhang Heng was at the center of the incident that they were lucky enough to know about it.

In Beijing City, it can be said that there was no disturbance at all.

If Zheng Qing or Feng's family intends to publicize it, in their identities, the entire capital city may become an uproar.

He never liked to gossip about these women, except for his wife, he really couldn't think of who it would be.

Unexpectedly, the soft-spoken, virtuous and virtuous wife in front of him actually has such a face behind her back?

Containing the disappointment in his heart, Zhang Hao bowed his head and apologized to Zheng Qing.

Said that in the future, he would strictly teach his wife.

What is the use of a painless family education?

Zheng Qing glanced at Yuan Shu coldly: "She is unclear about the nephew of my wife's natal sister-in-law, so I won't mention it."

"Deputy head Zhang, Xiaoqing is still young."

"If he marries a wife in the future, let his wife know that he is so stupid, and being played around by a woman, I'm afraid it will be another misfortune for the family."

"I hope you take good care of your wife and let Xiaoqing live."

Wen Jing covered her mouth and snickered.

Why don't you mention it?

Everyone probably forgot about Song Qing for a while, and you mentioned it again, didn't you put Yuan Shu on the fire again?

Before she could laugh enough, the black-bellied man came again:

"You also persuade your wife that speculation is not a trivial matter."

"Whether she did it or not before, it's over. From now on, please be quiet."

The more he talked, Zheng Qing's tone became softer, as if he was really teaching a junior.

The expressions of Zhang Hao and Yuan Shu were obviously relaxed.

But Zheng Qing stretched out a hand behind him.

A slender figure, with a bright smile on his face without makeup, walked towards the man slowly with graceful steps.

The white and delicate little hand rested on the man's big palm.

"Apologize to my lover." Zheng Qing said softly, but the meaning in his words was beyond doubt.

The reason why he is gentle is because he is facing his beloved wife.

The tenderness in the eyes made everyone feel goosebumps.

An iron-blooded man who kills decisively can also turn into soft fingers in front of his lover.

Yuan Shu knew that she couldn't escape, so she sincerely apologized.

Feng Qian was easy to speak, and accepted her apology with a smile on her face.

Her gentle and generous image has penetrated deeply into the hearts of the big guys.

Some people even compare You Ping with her in their hearts.

I don't know if I don't compare, but I really can't compare.

One is arrogant and domineering, bullying others, wearing three catties of makeup all day long.

A gentle and kind, elegant and generous, plain face but still pleasing to the eye.

As long as a man is not blind, he knows who to choose as his wife.

Commander Zheng is still very discerning.

The farce came to an end, and everyone left reluctantly.

Such a shocking big melon can be said to be rare in ten years.

After eating this wave, is the next wave on the way?

Just when Li Han followed Lao Tzu's example and took the little woman's hand, a cry of surprise sounded behind them.

"Aww~ Cousin?"

Isn't it acting?

The melon-eaters who hadn't gone far turned their heads back.

Seeing Song Qing holding his butt behind his hands, he looked at Ye Lanyi incredulously.

Even the eyebrows are asking: Why hit me?

The wooden stick in Ye Lanyi's hand was raised high, and it was about to fall again.

Song Qing hugged his butt and hurried out in a very funny posture.

Ye Lanyi chased after her with a stick, still shouting:

"Stinky boy, let you mess up with naughty women, I will smash your ass."

Mo Xun followed behind, covering his mouth and smiling dotingly.

Wen Jing and the others shook their heads amusedly, and followed the acting duo.

Yuan Shu: "..."

She wanted to stare at Wen Jing fiercely, catch her husband's sight, quickly suppress her emotions, and obediently follow him into the house.

How Zhang Hao and Yuan's mother will torment Yuan Shu, the follow-up has nothing to do with people like Wen Jing.

After returning to the small courtyard, the steaming lotus seed soup was served.

Song Qing said that he was hit by a stick and should be rewarded twice.

Long Shan prepared it for him with a smile.

Son and daughter-in-law don't need to be judged and judged by others in the future, and Long Shan is the happiest.

God knows how much she felt sorry for them when they were pointed at their noses and scolded.

Everyone knows that they have a mouth. Who understands their suffering for more than 20 years?

The dawn is finally ushered in, do you still have to bear the pointers of others?

She was afraid that her daughter-in-law would no longer be able to withstand the blow of words like she was twenty years ago.

Xiaojing said it was called depression, and when it got serious, it could kill someone.

The reunion she was looking forward to with so much difficulty must not be ruined by those people with broken mouths.

The old lady looked at Song Qing who was swallowing the dates lovingly.

"Xiaoqing, you have worked hard today, bring your partner over another day, and grandma will make delicious food for you."

"Hey, okay, in two days, when I come back from the county seat, I will bring her here."

Ye Lanyi slapped the back of the head of the man who laughed like a fool.

Song Qing didn't pay attention, and buried his face in the bowl.

Fortunately, he had just inhaled the storm, so he was almost done.

Otherwise, he would be No.1 for washing his face with sweet soup.

"Auntie, do you have a problem with me?"

Song Qing was so angry that he jumped up and glared at Ye Lanyi with his hands on his hips.

Just a stick, now a palm, the enemy doesn't carry such a thing?

"Calling you stupid, are you really here? Yuan Shu's business is not over yet, you bring Xiaoxiao here, don't you wear clothes?"

"It's not easy to give Xiaoxiao something delicious. When Aunt Shan is ready, you can just bring it back to the city."

She also wanted Yuan Shu to be a 'celebrity' for a while.

How can she be worthy of today's effort if she is not allowed to taste the taste of being criticized by thousands of people?

Song Qing looked at Mo Xun with some resentment: "Cousin, don't you care?"

Mo Xun got up silently, and refilled a bowl of sweet soup for his beloved wife.

Seeing that someone was still staring at him, he took his bowl again and filled a bowl for him.

"Eat more, I'll dress it up and take it back to Hong Xiao."

Song Qing: "..."

His dishes were not washed!

Forget it, he accepted my cousin's love.