Feng Qing sat at the end of the table, staring at the porridge that could illuminate the human face, and secretly rubbed her stomach that was so hungry that it hurt.

The old man on the head did not eat it, so she couldn't eat it first.

Just thinking about whether to say a few nice words, there was an extra hand in front of me. This hand was white and slender, with clear joints of fingers and extremely beautiful color, no worse than her in her previous life.

Fang Zheng put the peeled eggs to Feng Qing, "You eat."

It’s fake to say that it’s not touching in my heart. What does it mean to be good to a person?

That is, there is a bowl of rice left for you, a penny costs you 80 cents, and an egg is given to you!

However, Feng Qing also knew that Fang Zheng was in poor health and needed to make up for it. Before she could say anything, Fang Jiang stopped doing it again. She suddenly stood up, pushed Feng Qing away the hand that was about to take the egg, and sent the egg away, and threw it directly into Fang Zheng's porridge, "Why do you need this in a woman's house? Sanlang, you eat it yourself, this is something that my mother left for you."

Fang Jiang did not want to marry her an ancestor, and she had to keep her in close contact with her any good food and drink.

As a daughter-in-law, you must have a wink, and a lazy wife must be suppressed to make her recognize her position and duty!

"Mom, I didn't eat much yesterday. I took care of my son last night and should eat more today." Fang Zheng slowly put the egg back into Feng Qing's bowl. His voice was still soft, which made Fang Jiang's tense face relieve a lot.

"You child" Fang Jiang felt sorry for her son, but no longer said anything about taking the eggs back.

Feng Qing felt a little warm, and his panic slowly stabilized.

She is just an ordinary person. After experiencing death in one day, she lives in a completely unfamiliar era. How could she not panic and fear?

Fang Zheng's successive kindness was invisibly magnified several times.

Feng Qing blinked the water in her eyes and prepared to return the egg to Fang Zheng.

Once moved, Feng Qing couldn't help but think of the touch under her palm last night. She said, "My husband, you eat."

Fang Zheng shook his head and explained gently, "Mom will cook an egg for me every day. If you don't have this one, you can eat more."

After saying that, Fang Zheng picked up the bowl and drank the porridge himself.

"Okay, since Sanlang has said it, just eat it." Fang Jiang frowned and interrupted Feng Qing's movement.

It seems that these three wives are not a conscience either.

Qin Shufen, who kept glancing around Feng Qing, touched her stomach and licked her face and said to Fang Jiang, "Mom, since all the third brothers and sisters can eat, I can eat one too, right? You can't be unfair. The eldest sister-in-law and the third brothers and sisters' houses have an egg each, and your second grandson hasn't eaten it yet."

"You are everywhere!" Fang Jiang has never had any good feelings for these two daughters-in-law. "If you don't want to eat, go out for me."

Although Qin Shufen is usually a slap in her tits, she is the best at reading Fang Jiang's face at critical moments. She knows that there is no hope for eggs today, so she quickly grabbed the steamed buns with one hand and chopsticks with the other, and quickly picked up some leftovers into her bowl.

The couple Fang Dalang and Zhou Xiaohua both lowered their heads and ate silently.

Feng Qingxin was frightened by eating a meal.

This body is small and has a smaller stomach than that of ordinary people. I barely had a full meal with a bowl of porridge and an egg.

The Fang family did not have the word wasted in their minds, and the bowl in front of everyone was so clean that it could almost reveal the figure.

There is a shortage of food here, let alone oil and salt. There are only a few sporadic oil flowers in the two plates of vegetarian dishes. After everyone else finished eating, Fang Jiang, who had not reached out to pick up the dishes, then wiped the oil flowers on the bottom of the plate with steamed buns and ate it.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qing suddenly lost his disgust with Jiang.

Fang Jiang's heart is not bad if he can teach such a gentle and polite person.

Putting down the chopsticks, Zhou Xiaohua got up and prepared to clean up the dishes.

Fang Zheng spoke, "Sister-in-law, don't be busy for now, I have something to say to everyone."

When Fang Zheng said this, his eyes were looking at Feng Qing.

Feng Qingxin had a bad premonition.

Isn't this person confessing now?

She is not ready yet!

Fang Zheng is a good person, but it does not mean that Old Man Fang and Fang Jiang can accept the Feng family's naked slap in the face.

Especially Fang Jiang, in just half a day, Feng Qing already knew that Fang Jiang regarded his third son as his life was in pain.

The old lady absolutely cannot bear the humiliation of her son.

"Dad, mom, she is not the eldest lady of the Feng family, but the second lady of the Feng family." Fang Zheng was straightforward and even the trick of detour was useless.

"What?" Fang Jiang was so shocked that he almost fell off the stool.

"Mom, don't worry, I'll tell you slowly." Fang Zheng coughed twice again, and then began to say: "This marriage was decided by my grandfather. At that time, our family was a wealthy family in the entire town. There were hundreds of acres of fertile land in the family, and my grandfather planned to settle in the county town. The Feng family was just an ordinary good family, so he was naturally willing to marry us. But now it is not the same as before. County Magistrate Feng is an official, so naturally it is incomparable to our Fang family. As the saying goes, people go to high places and water flows to low places. County Magistrate Feng can still abide by the oral engagement of the previous generation, which is considered a great charity."

"Sanlang!" Fang Jiang couldn't stand his third son belittled her so much, so she turned red and looked at Feng Qing hatefully, "My son is good-looking. Which one in front of the village and the back shop can compare to you? Besides, your brain is good. The village school teacher said back then that among the many children he had been in trouble with, you are the smartest one he had ever met, and there was also the teacher who went to school in the town."

"Mom, that's all in the past." Fang Zheng interrupted Fang Jiang's words.

Fang Jiang's eyes were red, she opened her eyes and wiped away her tears.

"Mom, I don't feel wronged." Fang Zheng knew his mother's thoughts. No matter how hard she was, her mother thought her child was the best. He sighed and continued, "Instead of letting Miss Fang marry over with resentment, his son thinks Miss Second is good."
Chapter completed!