In the small garden in the backyard of the Feng family, although it is already winter, there is no depression in sight. The evergreen leaves are swaying in the wind, occasionally dotted with red and yellow wintersweet.

Such scenery is rare in the entire county.

"Sister, we don't have anything to say, right?" Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms over his chest, and asked directly.

With the memory of the original owner, Feng Qing did not think that this eldest sister really had any affection for her, but this eldest sister did not feel sorry for her, so Feng Qing just wanted to keep away from this person.

Feng Ruan raised his head and looked at Feng Qing carefully.

Her heart skipped a beat, but her face remained calm. She met Feng Ruan's gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Second sister seems to be a little different."

Sure enough, someone in this family noticed her difference.

However, Feng Qing had already thought of a reason on the way here. She lowered her eyelids and said in a lukewarm tone, "These days are different from the past. Now that I'm married, the people in the Fang family are very good to me, so naturally I don't need to be afraid anymore."

Cowering under the hands of my mother to survive."

These words were like a knife, causing the smile on Feng Ruan's face to freeze for a moment.

"Mom has to take care of many things in the back house, so she inevitably neglects the second sister. Fortunately, the second sister is now married to a good family, and I am happy for you." Feng Ruan looked happy, as if mother and daughter did everything for her.

Really

Mother and daughter are equally shameless!

"Thank you, sister." She, Feng Qing, didn't want to fight with others, but that didn't mean she was incompetent at all. She replied with the same smile, "I also wish my sister can marry into a high-ranking family in the future."

High gate?

Maybe Feng Ruan is a little clever, but with the IQs of Feng Chong and Pan, they must not be able to teach real ladies.

If Feng Ruan enters a high school, he will definitely be a cannon fodder.

Feng Ruan's smile froze and he replied, "Thank you second sister for your kind words."

Because Feng Qing refused to cooperate, Feng Ruan couldn't act out a scene of sisterly love. Fortunately, Mrs. Pan sent her maid over to say that the food was ready.

On the way back, Feng Ruan, who was walking in front, stopped and looked at Feng Qing seriously. This time, there was no gentle smile on her face as usual. She said, "Second sister, I didn't care about your marriage to the Fang family at first.

You know, after I understand the cause and effect, the matter is a foregone conclusion. As a sister, I sincerely advise you to have a child as soon as possible. At least, at least you will have someone to rely on in the future."

All he said was that Fang Zheng would not live long.

"Sister." Feng Qing lowered her face, "Are you cursing my husband?"

"I don't mean that." Feng Qing asked directly, Feng Ruan was a little embarrassed.

"Then I'll tell you today." Feng Qing raised his voice, "A person as good as my husband will definitely live a long life. As for your self-righteous thoughts, you'd better rest. My husband and I will

I don’t need your sympathy.”

Isn't it just pitying her in a condescending manner?

Does Feng Ruan regard himself as the savior?

Or maybe she was just showing off her superiority.

It's really ridiculous.

"That's right." At this point, Feng Qing paused for a moment, glanced at Feng Ruan, and said, "Fortunately, my husband is not marrying you, otherwise it would be very hard for him."

Thinking of Fang Zheng, who was still handsome and gentle even though he was dressed in cloth, Feng Qing felt that Feng Ruan was not worthy of him.

"Second sister, even if your life is unsatisfactory, you shouldn't be so hostile to me. I told you this."

Before Feng Ruan finished speaking, Feng Qing interrupted directly, "Okay, I know very well what you are thinking. Since I married your husband for you, I have repaid the Feng family's kindness in raising me. From now on, we will still

Bridges to bridges, roads to roads."

"Do you know that without the support of your mother's family, you will not be welcomed by your husband's family at all." Feng Ruan looked at Feng Qing in disbelief.

"Then you are worrying too much. To me, it doesn't make any difference whether you have your natal family or not." Feng Qing looked at Feng Ruan mockingly, "It must be because my husband is weak and cannot bring benefits to the Feng family, and the Feng family does not

Are you willing to recognize him as your son-in-law?"

Probably in Pan's view, the Fang family is just a poor family that makes her lose face.

Feng Ruan was speechless.

Pan had said the same thing in front of her. According to Pan's wish, after returning home today, Feng Qing had better not come to fight the autumn wind again. When Fang Zheng dies of illness in the future, if Feng Qing has no children, he will be brought back.

Then give it to a wealthy family to be a concubine.

No matter how thoughtful she is, Feng Ruan is just a teenage girl, and the surprise on her face is clear at a glance.

Feng Qing stopped talking, passed her, and strode away.

After the two left, behind a bush, Fang Zheng cleared his throat with an incomprehensible expression.

Feng Qing was not taken seriously at home. Now that she married into a farm family, she naturally did not need warm hospitality. The meal was simpler than the usual meal for the four members of the Feng family.

There was only a plate of cabbage, a plate of fried radish and meat, and a small plate of fried small yellow croaker on the table.

Feng Qing didn't care. There were more oil star seeds in this dish than in the Fang family's dishes. She would take an extra bite if she could eat more of the Feng family's food. Anyway, when she went out today, she had no idea whether she was a Feng family member or not.

Just as a chopstick was about to pick up a piece of meat, a small hand stretched out from the other side and overturned the plate.

The crisp sound of clinking porcelain made Feng Qing's ears twitch.

"Cluck, cluck," the young master of the Feng family heard the cheerful laughter from the other side.

Mrs. Pan raised her eyelids and said, "Your brother is still young. As a sister, don't mind."

hehe.

He winked at the maid next to him, who nodded and quickly stepped forward to clean up the stains on the floor.

Feng Qing remained silent and continued to stretch his chopsticks towards the little yellow croaker.

The plate was overturned again.

Young Master Feng seemed to have found a fun toy, and his laughter became clearer and clearer.

"Hey, be good." Mrs. Pan lovingly touched her little son's head, "Don't make trouble."

On the other side, Feng Ruan did not move her chopsticks from beginning to end. She lowered her head and seemed not to notice what happened.

Feng Qing stretched out his chopsticks to the cabbage again.

The little hand seemed to be competing with her, and this time it directly pulled the plate in front of her, and then pushed it to the ground.

snap

The last plate was broken, and two drops of vegetable stains spattered before Feng Ruan's skirt was placed on it.

She stood up and said to Pan, "Mom, I'm going to change clothes."

"Well, go ahead." Pan waved her hand with a faint smile on her face.

After Feng Ruan left, Mrs. Pan waved to Young Master Feng's nanny behind her. The nanny quickly took the child away while the maid continued to clean up the floor.

"Xiao Lian, are there any dishes in the kitchen?" Pan asked, looking at the empty table.

"Go back to Madam." The maid who was cleaning up the mess whispered back: "I only made two plates of each dish today, half of which was sent to the front yard, and the rest is all here."

"Hey" Pan sighed, "What else is there in the kitchen?"
Chapter completed!