The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Song Nansheng, who had just stood up, was slapped to the ground by Jiang Wanqing.

Song Nansheng turned his face to the side, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

Just by looking at him from afar, Jiang Wanqing felt that he was probably like Song Nansheng now, wishing he could die.

After all, everyone can feel the low pressure around Song Nansheng.

Zhou Musheng, who was squatting behind Jiang Wanqing, also stood up at this moment.

He stood in front of Song Nansheng.

She cried to Jiang Wanqing and choked up, "Mother, please don't hit my... aunt. It's because I didn't listen that everyone got angry."

Jiang Wanqing raised an eyebrow.

It seems that they are mother and son after all.

Zhou Musheng still has some feelings for Song Nansheng.

Jiang Wanqing lowered her eyes with curved eyebrows.

Looking directly at Zhou Musheng: "Musheng, others say that you are disobedient, that's all bullshit! Musheng has done a good job."

Zhou Musheng's eyebrows were stunned, with confusion in his eyes.

Jiang Wanqing rubbed Zhou Musheng's head.

Then she smiled and said, "You are the young master of the Marquis of Xingchang. No one dares to say anything bad about you. Mother will protect you. Mother knows that you are unhappy. Come back to mother's yard. I have someone make your favorite pork elbow in soy sauce."

In an instant, Zhou Musheng's heart leaned towards Jiang Wanqing again.

He looked at Jiang Wanqing hesitantly, then looked down at Song Nansheng.

Finally, after hesitating for a moment, he walked to Jiang Wanqing's side.

Song Nansheng's pupils shrank slightly, with a hint of shock.

I can’t believe that Zhou Musheng actually chose Jiang Wanqing for an elbow?

At that moment, Song Nansheng curled the corners of his mouth.

Try to stand up.

He looked at Zhou Musheng with a hint of warning in his eyes: "Musheng, your current physique is no longer suitable for eating those big pieces of meat, you..."

"Crack!"

Before Song Nansheng could finish his words, Jiang Wanqing slapped him again.

Song Nansheng covered his face and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

He stared at Jiang Wanqing and asked, "Sister-in-law! You hit me this time! You should at least give me a reason!"

Zhou Musheng was shocked.

He looked at Jiang Wanqing with some fear.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanqing hit his mother again.

However, when I thought about my mother, she started to dislike me for being fat again.

Zhou Musheng couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

There was a coldness in Jiang Wanqing's eyes.

Looking at Song Nansheng, he slowly said: "I will warn you for the last time, cousin, don't interfere in disciplining Mu Sheng, he is my child.

Today, all of you have made Mu Sheng unhappy. I just want him to be happy while eating his favorite pork elbow. Why are you always so harsh on Mu Sheng?

Mu Sheng is still a child, and it's okay for him to eat more while he's growing up. He will eventually become taller and thinner, and he didn't eat the rice from your cousin's house anyway!"

When Zhou Musheng heard this, he immediately looked up at Jiang Wanqing.

His eyes were filled with emotion.

All day long today, he felt Jiang Wanqing's favoritism towards him.

Jiang Wanqing didn't give Song Nansheng another chance to reply, and simply took Zhou Musheng's hand and left.

Song Nansheng, who was standing there in a daze, watched Jiang Wanqing and his group disappear into the distance.

Finally I started to feel a little irrational.

She threw all the teacups on the table in the room to the ground.

Looking at the direction Jiang Wanqing left.

There was hatred in his eyes.

She gnashed her teeth and said, "Enough! I don't want to live like this for even one more day! I am the wife of the Marquis of Xingchang! Why do I have to live in such a miserable state?"

Song Nansheng's dissatisfaction never reached Jiang Wanqing's ears.

But even if she couldn't hear it, Jiang Wanqing had guessed it in her heart.

Jiang Wanqing lowered her head and looked at Zhou Musheng who was holding her hand obediently, and she was very satisfied.

She could feel that Zhou Musheng was more willing to be close to her than Song Nansheng.

Then he returned to his own yard.

The maid had already brought a large portion of braised pig's trotters and placed it on the table.

Jiang Wanqing looked at Zhou Musheng, who was swallowing his saliva and staring at the braised pork elbow.

He smiled helplessly: "Okay, go and eat, I prepared it especially for you."

After hearing this, Zhou Musheng sat on the stool and directly reached out to pick up the braised pork elbow.

Jiang Wanqing, who was standing by, felt nauseous when she saw the oil stains on Zhou Musheng's hands and the corners of his mouth.

I couldn't help but pick up my handkerchief and cover my nose.

I don’t know when Zhou Musheng developed this habit.

When I am unhappy, I like to overeat, especially meat.

Zhou Musheng's physique is already much fatter than his peers.

Jiang Wanqing became more and more satisfied, his eyes sparkling.

If Zhou Musheng didn't do anything naughty in this life, she would allow him to be a rich and comfortable young master.

If he helps Song Nansheng deal with him, then don't blame her for being ruthless!

Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but ask, "Mu Sheng, do you think your mother treats you well?"

Zhou Musheng stopped eating his pork elbow and looked at Jiang Wanqing.

With a serious look on his face, he said, "Of course, my mother is the best to me, even better than my grandmother."

Jiang Wanqing smiled and said, "Since you know, that's good. Mother treats you well. I don't expect you to treat her 100% well, but just a little bit is enough."

Zhou Musheng blinked, with a hint of confusion.

Jiang Wanqing touched Zhou Musheng's head and said, "Keep eating. If it's not enough, there's more in the small kitchen."

Zhou Musheng grinned when he heard this.

Then he looked at the maid holding the pork elbow: "Take me to the kitchen!"

The maid glanced at Jiang Wanqing.

After getting the other party's eye signal, he took Zhou Musheng away.

And after Zhou Musheng left.

Jiang Wanqing took Xiaoxiao back from Nanny Su's arms.

When I looked down, I saw that she was pouting slightly, looking a little unhappy.

Jiang Wanqing pinched Xiaoxiao's face and said, "Aiya, who made us unhappy?"

[Damn mother! Do you only like the bad brother? Don’t you like Xiaoxiao anymore! ]

[Although I know that my mother is pretending to be nice to my bad brother, Xiao Xiao doesn't want her to be nice to other children! ]

[嘤嘤嘤~ Mother can only like me! 】

At the end of the squeak, there was still a trace of tears hanging in the little eyes.

Jiang Wanqing suddenly understood.

It seems that this child is jealous.

At that moment, Jiang Wanqing pinched her little nose.

She said lovingly, "Mother loves Xiaoxiao the most! She only loves Xiaoxiao!"

[Hehe! Then I will forgive my mother with all my reluctance! ]

[Hey, how does mother know what I am thinking? Is it so obvious that I am unhappy? ]

There was a great deal of doubt in Xiaoxiao's dark pupils.

At this time, a servant walked into the yard.

When the servant saw Jiang Wanqing sitting on the stool, he immediately knelt on the ground.

"Madam, this time it was really Master Mu Sheng who took the initiative to go to Wuyou Pavilion. It wasn't me, Zhao Si, who took him there. It's not my fault that I lost one thousand taels of gold."

Zhao Si cried and begged for mercy with tears and snot.