In the past few years, Fang Zheng had some difficulty walking, so Fang Jiang was naturally reluctant to let Fang Zheng work in the fields.

After not working for a long time, people will get tired easily when they become so busy, and it is inevitable to accidentally cut their hands.

Feng Qingxin wiped the blood on Fang Zheng's hand, and wiped the injury on Fang Zheng's hand with the liquor left after wiping Fang Jiang's feet last time. While he was wiping it tentatively, Feng said softly, "Mr.

Just hold my arm if it hurts."

She put Fang Zheng's hand on her arm.

Fang Zheng didn't refuse either, he held on weakly.

The strong alcohol rubbed the injured area, but his brows did not move, and he held Feng Qing's hand even more lightly.

"Ms. sir, does it hurt?" Looking at the wound where blood was still pouring out, Feng Qing lowered his head and blew a few times.

Fang Zheng couldn't hold back and rubbed his forehead against his wife's forehead, "My wife, it won't hurt if I blow it."

"What if we kiss?" Feng Qing looked at him sideways.

Although Youqing drank enough water, the pain could not be relieved.

"If the wife kisses you as your husband, it won't hurt even more." Fang Zheng replied seriously.

Feng Qing put her red lips up to her and kissed her hard. Feng Qing looked at Fang Zheng's hand again and said regretfully, "It would be great if I kissed your hand and the wound on your hand would stop bleeding."

Clearing his throat, Fang Zheng said with a smile, "Why don't you give it a try, ma'am?"

"You're so careless, and you still want to trick me into kissing you to see how handsome you are." Feng snorted lightly, and glanced at the snow beads, which gradually disappeared. She stood up and looked outside, "Ms.

return?"

"Is she angry?" Feng Qing knew how frugal Fang Jiang was, and she was afraid that Fang Jiang would not want to hire people, so she had already paid half of the wages before these people went to the fields.

In this way, Fang Jiang could not refuse even if he wanted to.

"My mother is not angry. She knows that she is doing it for her husband." Fang Jiang was worried about hiring people to work in the field. She followed those people to pick up the wheat that fell on the ground. When they finished working, she would

Taking people to another wheat field, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "My mother has just emphasized to my husband again that if my husband is sorry for my mother in the future, she will use a sickle to cut off my husband's legs."

Recalling Mrs. Fang Jiang's pretending to be fierce, Fang Zheng said again, "Mother also said that from now on, you will be her daughter, and your husband will be her son-in-law."

Fang Jiang could really say this.

"Then let's make an agreement. If you treat me badly in the future, I will tell my mother to go away."

After wiping away the last bit of blood from Fang Zheng's injury, Feng Qing poured a bowl of warm water for Fang Zheng, heated the medicine for him, brought it over, and watched Fang Zheng drink it, "Mr., you are tired, hurry up.

Go lie down."

As he got closer, Feng Qing realized that Fang Zheng's breathing was heavier than usual.

The lady was worried, but Fang Zheng didn't refuse. He was really tired, "Madam, will you send your husband back to his room?"

Fang Zheng didn't often act coquettishly, but when he did, Feng Qing's legs felt weak. She said without any hesitation, "Okay."

The two held hands and walked very slowly. The journey was so short. No matter how slow they were, they arrived at the West House very quickly. Feng Qing asked Fang Zheng to sit down first. She went to bring some water and asked Fang Zheng to wash himself briefly and then changed himself to be clean.

He put on his clothes and waited for Fang Zheng to lie down and gradually fall asleep, and then quietly left.

When Feng Qing came out, Qin Shufen happened to come back. She gave Qin Shufen half a tael of silver and said, "Second sister-in-law, I want to trouble you to make another trip to buy some meat."

We hired more than ten people today, and I'm afraid there won't be enough meat to eat.

"So much?" Qin Shufen's eyes were shining brightly. She put away the money and smiled so much that she could see the tongue in her throat, "Then I will buy them all!"

Afraid that Feng Qing would regret it, Qin Shufen took the money and ran away. After leaving the house, she said to Feng Qing, "Third brother and sister, Wen Yan is still sleeping. Please help me go check on him."

Qin Shufen was impatient to begin with. She took care of her child all day long and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Second sister-in-law, if you buy meat, don't visit us again, otherwise you won't have anything to eat for lunch." Feng Qing warned from behind.

There was a reason for Feng Qing to remind her like this. She had done this many times. She threw Wen Yan to Fang Jiang or Feng Qing without looking at her, and went off to find a good wife in the village.

I won't be back until dinner time.

Qin Shufen stopped for a moment and said, "I know, I'll be back soon."

Not to mention that those daughters-in-law must be busy. Even if they weren't busy, she wouldn't go. She wanted to buy some delicious meat as soon as possible.

As soon as Qin Shufen left, Wen Yan woke up. He was humming in the room, and he didn't cry loudly when he woke up like other children. Feng Qing touched his butt skillfully and it was indeed wet. She

He quickly changed Wen Yan's diaper and then took the child out.

Wen Yan didn't cry when he didn't see his mother. He leaned obediently in Feng Qing's arms, looked at Feng Qing with big eyes without blinking, and opened his mouth and called out, "Mother."

This sound was extremely clear.

Feng Qing opened his eyes wide and looked at Wen Yan in surprise, "Wen Yan, what did you call me?"

Feng Qing knew that children usually start talking at five or six months old, but before today she had not heard Wen Yan open his mouth, and when he suddenly shouted like this, and his words were clear, Feng Qing felt a little complicated.

How great it would be if this were her and her husband’s child!

"Empress." Wen Yan shouted again, looking straight at Feng Qing. His eyes seemed to tell Feng Qing that it was her he was calling.

"Wenyan, I'm not your mother." Feng Qing corrected Fang Wenyan seriously, "Don't ever call me that in front of your own mother."

No matter how careless Qin Shufen is, she won't be happy if her son calls someone else's mother.

"Empress, giggle." It was probably the first time that Wen Yan shouted out, and Wen Yan kept clapping her hands and giggling with joy.

Feng Qing felt extremely soft-hearted when a soft child called her mother, even if he was not her biological son. She weighed Wen Yan and said with a smile, "Wen Yan is called aunt."

"Mother." Wen Yan grabbed Feng Qing's lapel with his hand, and his soft body arched up and down. He obviously liked to call Feng Qing this name.

After being surprised, Feng Qing was happy, "Well, I will tell your mother later that I will buy you as my son."

Wen Yan echoed and giggled even more happily.

"Third brother and sister, can Wen Yan speak?" Zhou Hua felt that she couldn't stay in the house all the time. Feng Qing didn't go out. She and Feng Qing had to meet each other. Zhou Hua kept hiding in the house and listened carefully outside.

She wanted to find an opportunity to come out so that she could talk to Feng Qingneng, but Wen Yan happened to make a noise. Zhou Hua thought that Feng Qing would be at a loss without a child, so she could come out and explain something.

"My Wenhao called me mother when he was less than six months old." Zhou Hua added.

She stepped forward, stood two steps away from Feng Qing, teased Wen Yan, "Call Auntie."

Zhou Hua's gaze was too hot, Wen Yan's face changed, his mouth pursed, his head arched towards Feng Qing's neck and shoulders, and he ignored Zhou Hua.

Children are the most innocent and direct, and they will not hide who they like or dislike.
Chapter completed!