After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 315
Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming were not in a hurry to ask anything, they just quietly watched the young man sitting there in a state of dismay and a little decadence.

The whole person seemed to have been sucked away by something, and completely lost the familiar and enthusiastic look of the past.

This made Feng Yin a little more worried, and looked at Zhang Yiming inquiringly.

The latter shook his head slightly, signaling her not to worry.

Not long after, Mrs. Lin sent freshly cooked noodles with two poached eggs on top.

Ding Zhenyao was actually very hungry, but he didn't have much appetite.

It was really a big blow to him this time, to the point where he doubted his life.

"If you want to take advantage of others, leave my house immediately. I don't want anyone to starve to death in my house."

The young Fengyin was like this, and he didn't say any words of comfort. Instead, he said these words without emotion.

Ding Zhenyao, who was originally lifeless, was slightly taken aback, and looked at Feng Yin anxiously.

Then she saw her expression was indifferent, and she looked at herself coldly.

No, it should be said that she was looking at the bowl of noodles on the dining table.

That look seemed to say: "It's a waste to give such a good thing to someone who doesn't want to live."

Seeing Feng Yin's hidden meaning, Ding Zhenyao couldn't help being taken aback again.

Zhang Yiming looked at Feng Yin worriedly: "My lady, don't be angry, if he doesn't want to eat, let's share the noodles."

Feng Yin got up and walked into the house, with a casual tone: "It's late at night, I don't want to eat so much, I can't sleep well."

"If you really can't, you should take it out and share it with your sons. Anyway, young people have a big appetite, so it's not a problem to eat two more bites."

Zhang Yiming quickly got up and followed him: "Okay, my husband will take you back to the house and ask some boys to share the food."

The couple left the guest in the main room like this, and went back to the room by themselves.

Ding Zhenyao looked at the backs of the two leaving: "..." No, what do you mean, uncle and aunt?

I didn't see that everyone was so sad and sad, why no one comforted me.

No, I don't want to be cheap to others after being starved to death.

The boy withdrew his gaze, looked viciously at the steaming and delicious noodles on the dining table, picked up the chopsticks as if looking at an enemy, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Then he chewed hard, as if he wanted to bite the enemy to pieces.

The movement behind him did not escape the observation of Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming.

The couple did not close the door after entering the house, but stopped in front of the cabinet, looked at each other and smiled silently.

But they were not in a hurry to go out to see the boy, so as not to embarrass the young man who was finally willing to eat.

Feng Yin leaned close to the man's ear and asked in a low voice: "You said, the Ding family won't really have another male as you guessed, right?"

As the warm breath sprayed on his face, Zhang Yiming only felt a numb and itchy feeling coming from his ears.

The skin was slightly tight, the hairs stood up, the burning sensation spread from the ears, and there was an abnormal blush.

Zhang Yiming felt that his face must be red.

He coughed unnaturally, trying not to lose his composure too much.

He also leaned close to her ear and pressed his voice and replied, "Well, who knows? When that kid recovers, we'll find out if we ask."

Feng Yin's heart twitched slightly, she shrank her neck uncomfortably, her old face turned hot red.

She hastily stepped back half a step, distanced herself from the man, and quietly observed his expression.

When she found that everything was normal with the man, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pretending that nothing happened, and said, "Do you think he will tell us?"

"We only met him a few times, and we haven't reached the point where we can trust each other."

(End of this chapter)