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

Chapter 319

Feng Yin and his wife watched the master and servant leave before turning back to the house.

She couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, in order to prevent Yu'er and Fan'er from having conflicts, an extra bed was set up, and now it's just freed up for their master and servant."

Zhang Yiming stretched out his hand to hold her and said, "Even if there are two kangs over there, if they want to stay today, how can we drive them out?"

Feng Yin: "...That's right, even if you are on the floor, you have to make arrangements for the people."

"Okay, I've been tired all day, let's go to the kang to rest."

Zhang Yiming pulled her onto the kang, "We don't need to worry about the children's affairs."

Feng Yin spread out the bedding for the two of them swiftly, yawned and got into the bed.

Zhang Yiming looked at the quilt that was pulled away again, and smiled wryly in his heart.

It seems that the efforts of the past few days have not only failed to achieve the desired effect, but have backfired.

The man didn't say anything, just got into his bed silently, and helped to blow out the oil lamp.

In the darkness, the corners of Feng Yin's lips raised slightly, and she said immediately, "I see that you have moved more quickly recently, how is your injury? Will it still hurt?"

Zhang Yiming: "As long as you don't make any big moves, you'll be fine."

"Jefan's birthday is two days away, let's help him celebrate."

Feng Yin turned over and faced the man, "That child has gone through so much, it's rare for him to live a stable life."

"Okay."

Zhang Yiming had no objection to this, and readily agreed, "At that time, I will draw a family portrait as a commemoration after we wear it."

"That's a good idea."

Feng Yin's eyes lit up, and she said happily, "From now on, we will do this every good day, and when we get old, we can still take it out and remember it."

Zhang Yiming: "What about you? Do something to commemorate this day?"

"me……"

Feng Yin pondered for a while, "Fry a few delicious dishes at most, let you father and son eat to your heart's content."

"What kind of commemoration is this?"

Zhang Yiming was obviously dissatisfied with her answer, "If it can be kept, it will be something that can be presented to future generations after decades."

"That's a bit demanding."

Feng Yin turned over and lay flat on the kang, blinking and looking at the dark roof, "I don't know how to draw, I don't know how to cut paper, and I don't even know how to do calligraphy."

The key is that her calligraphy at the amateur level is simply not good enough.

"Do what you're good at."

Zhang Yiming reminded, "Such as embroidery, I remember you can embroider."

"I won't, I'm impatient, I don't want to do it."

Feng Yin denied Sanlian, "Let me play needlework, it would be easier for me to write big characters a few times."

"Pfft."

Zhang Yiming was amused by her fierce reaction, "Then what will you embroider in the future, do you still need help?"

"How will you explain to your friends who know you well?"

In the darkness, Feng Yin curled her lips: "What's the matter? I don't want to embroider, but it doesn't mean I can't."

"If it doesn't work, I'll just train my daughter and daughter-in-law, and let them help me in the future."

Speaking of this, she suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, do you have any means of self-protection?"

Zhang Yiming: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Feng Yin: "I just thought, our family may face a lot of troubles in the future, I hope everyone in the family has at least one set of self-protection methods."

Zhang Yiming pondered for a while: "I learned basic fighting in modern times, I wonder if I can still use it now?"

"Why can't it be used?"

Feng Yin scoffed in disgust, "As long as you are willing to practice, you can use it after practicing slowly."

"What about you? Apart from the ones you learned as a child, are there any other means of self-protection available?"

(End of this chapter)