Have you ever seen your second sister look sarcastic?

Feng Ruan looked at Fang Zheng with her eyes straight, not treating Fang Zheng as her brother-in-law at all.

Feng Qing was not jealous. She just felt that Feng Ruan was like a toad jumping on her husband's boots. She was so disgusting that she wanted to throw her husband's boots.

Before Fang Zheng came back, Feng Qing suddenly narrowed his eyes, his tone was full of maliciousness, "Don't worry, my husband knows my true face. He not only knows my face, but also knows my next face."

After saying that, she pulled Fang Zheng away again, and took up a broom from a corner of the yard and rushed towards Feng Ruan. While patting Feng Ruan, she cursed, "You don't urinate and look at you now. Your dirty thoughts are written on your face. My husband is not worried about being hurt. I'm afraid of disgusting him, so get out of here!"

Feng Qing really saw through this family. If he had known, he would not have messed with them and would have just started to do it.

Feng Ruan dressed up this morning, and her whole body was like the pitiful white lotus in the lotus pond. She didn't expect Feng Qing to suddenly take action and forgot to hide. Feng Qing directly slapped her hair with a broom, and the dust and dirt hit her face.

"You little girl, I'll fight you!" Pan reacted, stretched out his nails and scratched Feng Qing's face. Before she could touch Feng Qing, Fang Jiang pulled her hard.

He staggered and almost hit the ground.

Fang Jiang said with a slight smile, "In-law and mother-in-law, this is a fight between children, and we, as elders, are not easy to interfere."

This is not a fight between the juniors?

This is clearly Feng Qing's unilateral beating!

Pan wanted to run towards Feng Qing, but Fang Jiang grabbed her arm. She was a wife who was used to being generous and elegant. She was not a match for Fang Jiang, who was used to farming work. Pan seemed to be fixed on the ground by Fang Jiang.

Unable to move, Pan could only roar at Feng Qing, "Stop! Stop!"

Feng Qing naturally would not listen to Pan's words. The more she fought, she became more and more convenient. "How good you stay at home, you have to come to us to disgust people. I have nothing to do with your Feng family, why don't you understand people? When my husband was in a downturn, you never thought about helping him. Now my husband has made a name for himself. I want to come up and suck blood. How can there be so many beautiful things in the world!"

"Bitch! Stop, wuwu!" Feng Ruan didn't even bother to pretend. Her face was rubbed on the ground by Feng Qing. She could only curse her heart, "They were originally engaged to me and him, and I gave it to you. I am the legitimate daughter. You don't even deserve to put shoes on me. Don't you think about him? When he becomes an official in the future, he will be ridiculed for marrying a concubine daughter. If you really care about him, you should think about him more."

"Go to your mother, you mean that my predecessors planted trees, and your descendants enjoyed the cool air, right?" Feng Qing cursed.

There was no need for Feng Ruan to respond. She threw away the broom and directly ordered Fang Zheng, "My husband, give me the shoulder pole!"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng's mouth raised slightly, and he turned around and really went to get the shoulder pole.

Feng Ruan was originally saying this to Fang Zheng, but he didn't expect that the couple would react like this. Feng Ruan saw that the shoulder pole was about to be handed to Feng Qing's hand, so she dared not stay there.

The broom was already hurting enough, wouldn’t the shoulder pole cost her half her life?

Not only that, Fang Zheng's next words made her feel like she fell into an ice cave. "My wife vents her heart's content. If something happens, I will give you my husband the burden."

Feng Qing smiled at Fang Zheng and focused his attention, "Don't worry, my husband, today I want her to come in and go out horizontally."

Feng Qing took over the shoulder pole.

She screamed, before the shoulder pole touched Feng Ruan, she had already rushed out with her head in her arms.

Even my parents don't want it.

Feng Qing smashed the shoulder pole upright to the ground, then pinched his waist and asked breathlessly, "Who do you have anything to say?"

Feng Chong was shocked, he pointed at the rough Feng Qing, "You"

You didn't say the next word after a while.

"Get out of here if you have nothing to say."

They knew that if they dared to say a word, Feng Qing would definitely take action.

The remaining family of three left in shame.

After leaving the door, seeing that Feng Qing could not catch up, Pan shouted, "You beat your legitimate sister and insult your own father and mother. You are completely destined to be conscientious, aren't you afraid of lightning strikes?"

"Don't worry, I've said it a long time ago. If you want to chop, you will definitely chop you first!" Feng Qing said, carrying the shoulder pole and then arrived at the door.

Pan pulled his youngest son and ran faster.

Feng Chong stopped, stood there, and looked at Feng Qing reproachfully, "Qinger, what happened back then was wrong. Dad came here today and wanted to compensate you."

"If you want to make compensation, why don't you take your life?" Feng Qing ridiculed.

The original owner and his daughter have long been gone. Feng Chong wants to compensate, but he won’t be able to go downstairs?

His eyes turned around the shoulder pole in Feng Qing's hand. Feng Chong blew his beard and stared at him in anger. Finally, he shook his sleeves and left a sentence, "It's really unreasonable."

After the family of four left in shame, Feng Qing sneered and was about to turn around when he noticed the person standing at the door next door.

It was actually Xie Junming, the Silang of the Xie family.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Feng Qing almost forgot about this person. When he saw him, his appearance changed a lot. Although the Silang of the Xie family was not strong, he was also slender and upright. Now his clothes were hanging on his body. When he saw Feng Qing, his eyes lit up first and then quickly became dark. He opened his mouth and wanted to talk to Feng Qing. Before he could speak, Feng Qing nodded to him and went back to the yard directly.

Aunt Xie walked forward with heartache, "Silang, you are better off than you are sick, come back to the house and lie down."

Originally, after Feng Qing followed Fang Zheng to Jingzhou, Xie Junming had been dying and couldn't get up from bed the next day when he learned that Fang Zheng had a high school Jie Yuan.

Aunt Xie feels sorry for her son, but what if she feels sorry for her?

Mr. Fang fell in love with each other, where can her son join in?

She only hopes that her son will be able to think about this disease.

Fang Zheng took the shoulder pole from Feng Qing's hand, rubbed her hands, and said with heartache, "Does your hand hurt?"

"It's a bit." Feng Qing laughed, "Who made Feng Ruan thick-skinned?"

Then he blinked at Feng Qing, "Honey, have you seen my true face, do you have any ideas?"

"It's so cute." Fang Zheng said four words without hesitation.

Feng Qing felt his face blushing.

Fang Jiang and Aunt Jin looked at the two and laughed. Fang Jiang said, "If Sanlang dares to dislike you, I will break his legs."

"Did you hear this? Mom is standing on my side." Feng Qing glanced at him slantedly, looking a little proud.

Fang Zheng obeyed the good and promised, "Don't worry, you don't need your mother to do anything, and you will interrupt yourself."

Several people laughed.

"Mom!" Just as this ended, Fang Erlang and Qin Shufen came out with Wen Yan together.

Feng Qing beats his father, and they don’t want to come out to watch the fun.

But it made Qin Shufen so suffocated.

When the Feng family left, she couldn't wait to carry her son out.

Wen Yan shouted clearly about Feng Qing.

"Boy, how did you teach you? Call me aunt, but I can't call me mother." Qin Shufen acted as a slap Wen Yan and stared at her son.

The children all grew up when they saw the wind. After more than three months, Wen Yan grew a lot. His face was round and his big eyes were dripping like grapes.

At first, he was a little unfamiliar, but when Feng Qing smiled, he also laughed, and his legs kept kicking his mother's abdomen, wanting Qin Shufen to let him go.

When his feet touched the ground, the fat man ran towards Feng Qingqing with his short legs, and called him mother while running.

Feng Qingxin was almost fascinated. She squatted halfway and waited for Wen Yan to pounce on her arms.

"I haven't seen my aunt for so long. Do Wen Yan miss her?" Feng Qing scratched his nose and asked with a smile.

Wen Yan giggled.

Then he hugged Feng Qing's face and gave him a wet kiss.

"My chest hurts, I'm so angry. I've taken him with me every day, but he has never kissed me like this." Qin Shufen stomped her feet in anger, and wanted to bring Wen Yan, the kid, to clean up.

Fang Jiang gave her a blank look and said angrily, "If you clean yourself up one day, he will get close to you."

Although Qin Shufen also helped Fang Jiang cook, it was because Fang Jiang's body had not yet recovered. As for the others, Qin Shufen had no life at all.

Although Wen Yan is less than two years old, his body is really not light. After holding it for a long time, his arms can't stand it anymore.

"Wen Yan, come to my uncle." Before Feng Qing could change his arm, Fang Zheng reached out to Wen Yan. Without waiting for him to refuse, he had already carried the fat man over.

Feng Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Madam, go for dinner." Seeing that Wen Yan was about to reach out to Feng Qing again, Fang Zheng urged his wife to say.

"Yes, Sanlang's wife, it's been delayed all morning. The porridge in the pot is almost cold. I'll heat it up for you." Fang Jiang hurried to the kitchen.

There are only Qin Shufen and Feng Qing at home, and Wen Yan has not eaten yet.

The chicken porridge cooked in the morning. Fang Jiang went out to buy it early in the morning. He planned to replenish it for Fang Zheng and Feng Qing, and also wanted Aunt Jin to try her skills.

When Fang Jiang went out to buy chicken, Aunt Jin made a sauce-flavored cake. The spicy sauce was made by Fang Jiang's own chili sauce mentioned by Feng Qing. It also contained lard. The taste was no worse than that of later generations.

"Mom, it's been three months, I'm finally eating chicken." Qin Shufen screamed greedily.

There was no chicken in the yard, and Fang Jiang was reluctant to buy it. Fang Erlang would buy some pork every now and then. Even if he bought it back, Fang Jiang was reluctant to finish it at once. He cut only a few slices of it in one meal and only let Fang Erlang and Wen Yan eat it. She and Fang Jiang were dipped in some broth and ate steamed buns.

"There has never been a broken egg at home. Chicken is different from eggs?" Fang Jiang said to Qin Shufen through the door, "First eat with Sanlang's wife."

Feng Qing has a small appetite, so she eats tightly and drinks at most one bowl.

Qin Shufen is different. If she was allowed to eat openly, the rest would not be enough for her to eat alone.

I haven't felt the fireworks in the Fang family's yard for a long time. Feng Qing was in a very good mood. She put a bowl of Qin Shufen first.

"It's better for the third brother and sister-in-law to be nice to the second sister-in-law." Qin Shufen whispered.

Two people and one child also drank the remaining half pot of shredded chicken porridge.
To be continued...