When someone slandered her son like this, Mrs. Fang Jiang couldn't bear it. She glared at the two students and opened her mouth to scold them.

But Feng Qing held his hand down.

Feng Qing deliberately said in a voice that could be heard by everyone, "Mom, we can't be the same as them. They probably didn't expect to be admitted as a scholar, so they broke the rules and deliberately provoked trouble. What if I argue with them?"

, wouldn’t it be possible to use my husband’s jade to touch their rubble?”

The man behind him glanced at the two of them expressionlessly, "If you want to use it, we have to use a hammer to smash the rubble into dirt!"

Having been together with Fang Zheng for a long time, the two of them had exactly the same expression when they turned cold.

The two people didn't bother to argue with a woman, but when they saw the expression on Feng Qing's face, for some reason, they felt a little cold down their spines.

The two looked at each other, stood up and left in a hurry.

Looking at the two people leaving, Feng Qing asked Fang Zheng strangely, "Ms. sir, did I scare them away?"

How many words can scare people away?

Fang Zheng, who calmly looked back, nodded gently when he heard the words, "Well, the lady is very powerful."

Feng Qingmei was delighted.

"Hmph, these people really don't like others being better than them." Feng Qing curled his lips, really looking down on these people.

She knows that people are jealous, and sometimes jealousy can promote people's growth and progress, but if jealousy overwhelms reason, it will be annoying.

"They are all insignificant people, I don't need to take them to heart." Fang Zheng poured a glass of water for his wife and mother, and said childishly, "When my husband gets the top spot in the exam, they will be too embarrassed and angry to see anyone."

"This is a good way to humiliate them!"

When the food was on the table, Ms. Fang and Jiang finally recovered from the shock. When did her Sanlang wife become so sharp-tongued? She actually said that two men had run away.

It seems that in the past, when they were at home, the third man's wife still let the first man and the second man's wife.

I thought silently in my heart that I have to let Da Lang control his wife well in the future, otherwise if he offends San Lang's wife, Da Lang's wife might even be accused of throwing herself into the river.

"Mom, eat more, these dishes smell very fragrant." The Fang family didn't pay much attention to eating together. When Feng Qinggang married into the Fang family, she saw that the Fang family could directly use their own chopsticks to pick up food for others, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

However, after a few months, she had already gotten used to it. Feng Qing gave Fang Jiang a few pieces of diced chicken and a bowl of fish soup.

"Mom is not hungry yet, please eat more. Sanlang is tired from the exam, so drink a bowl of fish soup to pacify your stomach first."

Fang Jiang was about to serve Fang Zheng, but Feng Qing took a quick step and poured a bowl of thick white fish soup for Fang Zheng, "I'll serve it to your husband, mother, you can eat it yourself."

"My husband, drink something to warm your stomach. Is the examination room ventilated? My husband's hands are a little cold." Feng Qing knew that the conditions for the ancient examination were very difficult.

Fang Zheng didn't refuse. He took a sip and then handed the bowl to Feng Qing's mouth, "My lady, drink too."

I took a sip from Fang Zheng's hand and it tasted pretty good.

The two shared a bowl of fish pond, and Feng Qing gave Fang Zheng half a bowl of radish stewed beef, "Mr., eat more beef to replenish your blood."

Feng Qing served Fang Zheng as much as he could, and Fang Zheng ate as much as he wanted. While he was eating, he even took the time to give Feng Qing a full bowl of noodles, "My wife, stay with your husband."

Unlike the guests at other tables who were distracted, Fang Zheng and the other three were really eating.

After a meal, the three of them ate the fastest.

After the meal, the color on Fang Zheng's face gradually returned, and he sat for a while before the three of them got up and walked back.

When passing by a pastry shop, Feng Qing bought a lot of yam cakes and rice cakes. "I'll eat the yam cakes. The rice cake lady likes them."

She bought rice cakes once before, and Fang Jiang rarely ate two pieces.

This rice cake is neither sweet nor greasy, has a strong rice flavor, is round and small, and is dotted with a few red beans. It's so cute, but Feng Qing doesn't like it very much. He wants to try it just looking at it.

Mrs. Fang Jiang felt sorry for Feng Qing's money again, but this child was doing it for her own good. Seeing Feng Qing pay the money, Ms. Fang Jiang could only say, "Don't buy it next time, these are just for fun.

But you can’t eat it as food.”

"Mom, I understand." Feng Qing listened with her left ear and forgot with her right ear. She will still buy it for Fang Jiang next time.

Ms. Fang Jiang also knew Feng Qing's temperament, so she just felt that no matter how nice she was to Feng Qing, she would never be too kind.

Fang Zheng had just finished the exam and must have been extremely tired. The three of them didn't waste much time and carried their things back home.

"Ms. sir, sit down." After returning to the west room, Feng Qing sat Fang Zheng on the bed and walked out quickly. When he came back, he had a basin of water in his hand.

"Sir, there is some vinegar in this water to relieve fatigue. Soak your feet quickly and take a nap after soaking." Putting down the basin, Feng Qing simply squatted at Fang Zheng's feet and reached out to take off his shoes and socks.

"Madam, come on your own for your husband." Fang Zheng was reluctant to let his wife bend down for him.

Feng patted his hand lightly and glanced sideways at him, "What do you want, my husband? I am willing to wash your feet. Will my husband not wash my feet when I am too old to move?"

"Help." Fang Zheng rubbed the top of Feng Qing's hair and said with a smile, "But I still can't let go for my husband."

If Fang Zheng really doesn't want to, Feng Qing can't defeat him. If the stalemate persists, the water will get cold, so Feng Qing can only take a step back and say, "Then I'll help you take off your shoes and socks."

After a moment of pause, Fang Zheng had no choice but to respond, "Okay."

After soaking for about a quarter of an hour, the water was almost cold. Feng Qing asked Fang Zheng to stop soaking. While Fang Zheng was wiping his feet, Feng Qing quickly ran away with the basin.

Fang Zheng reminded helplessly from behind, "Madam, please slow down."

After soaking her feet, she felt really comfortable. When Feng Qing came back, Fang Zheng waved to her, "My wife, sleep with your husband."

As the exam was approaching, Feng Qing was afraid that Fang Zheng would be distracted, so the two of them kissed with restraint. Now that her husband was waving to her, how could Feng Qing still be polite?

She spoke to Mr. Fang Jiang first, then returned to the house, took off her skirt and wore only her middle coat. She threw herself into Fang Zheng's arms and sighed, "It's better to rely on my husband for comfort."

Rubbing his chest lovingly, Feng patted his husband-in-law's back and urged, "Sir, please go to sleep."

He originally planned to have a good intimacy with Feng Qing, but when he saw that the person in his arms had closed her eyes and her breathing was much smoother, he could only smile bitterly, kissed her on the forehead, and then wrapped her in his arms again.

Eyes, I fell asleep quickly.

Both of them slept very deeply. When they woke up again, it was pitch dark outside.

Fang Zheng woke up first. He opened his eyes. After his eyes became clear, he looked down at the person in his arms. He couldn't help but lowered his head, looked for that soft spot, and touched it with his thin lips.

Then he closed his eyes and waited for his wife to wake up.

Maybe the two of them really had a spiritual connection, but after drinking tea, Feng snorted lightly and gradually woke up.
Chapter completed!