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

Chapter 340

"Oh, sister-in-law, you'd better go back quickly."

Seeing that Feng Yin's expression was not good, Mrs. Hu hurried forward to take her daughter from Mrs. Lin's arms, "Didn't you see that my little sister is covered in blood?"

"If you have time to gossip here, why don't you go back to the house and help boil some hot water for cleaning."

Zhang Huishu bent down to pick up her eldest nephew, and said softly, "Sister-in-law, go back to the house."

There are so many people in the back who want to watch the excitement, what's the matter outside the courtyard?

Lin looked anxiously at Zhang Qiubai who came back later, and the latter reminded in a low voice: "Go back quickly, we will talk about things later."

"Oh."

Lin agreed, and quickly turned around and entered the kitchen.

At this moment, Mrs. Hu and Zhang Huishu had put down their sickles and lit a fire to burn water.

"I'm sorry, big sister, younger siblings, I... I watched you go out and was so panicked that I forgot everything."

Mrs. Lin came in, lowered her head uneasy, and apologized weakly, "Sister, go to the main room to see if your parents need help. I'll light the fire here."

Zhang Huishu couldn't help but frowned, and said lightly: "No need, both parents are here, I can't help even if I go."

I don't know when, Zhang Huishu discovered that the old sister-in-law she thought was the best, many behaviors were very fake.

It's obviously a very simple thing, but after she says it and does it, it always makes people feel like superfluous.

On the contrary, it was the annoying second sister-in-law who smacked her mouth and made her like it more and more.

The two of them used to quarrel when they disagreed, but during this time, they seldom quarreled anymore.

Thinking about it carefully, I used to always quarrel with my second sister-in-law, which seems to have something to do with my elder sister-in-law.

Zhang Huishu was startled by this realization, and she unconsciously glanced at Lin.

Seeing Zhang Huishu's weird eyes, Lin felt guilty, and smiled weakly: "Big sister, what's the matter?"

Zhang Huishu: "It's okay, sister-in-law, if you're okay, you should go back to the house and rest, and be careful of the child in your belly."

Mrs. Hu filled the pot with water from a gourd ladle, covered the pot, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, sister-in-law, since you are about to give birth, you should be more careful."

Even the mother-in-law seldom orders the sister-in-law to work recently, and Hu Shi and Zhang Huishu have tried to order her as little as possible.

Lin's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was choked: "I see."

After the words fell, he turned and left the kitchen, leaving Zhang Huishu and Hu Shi looking at each other.

What did they say, why is this sister-in-law still crying?

When the Zhang family was busy, the youngest Wan and his wife Wan Fang rushed over after receiving the news.

Knowing that their son got into trouble and hurt the little daughter of the Zhang family, when the couple came over, they caught the only old hen in the family.

In addition, there are a few rations at home.

When Wan Lao and his wife were brought into Zhangjiamen, their bodies were trembling.

When they entered the door and saw Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming, they knelt down without saying a word.

How could Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming accept such a gift from others.

Hastily turned sideways to give way, and before the couple could react, Wan Laoyao and his wife made their next move.

The youngest Wan opened his mouth and apologized: "Master Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, my little tiger is young and ignorant, and hurt your daughter. We apologize to you on his behalf."

"I hope that you adults will be more generous and spare the children this time."

Wan Fang's family repeatedly echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, if there is anything wrong with your family in the future, as long as you say a word, my husband and I will be in trouble, and we promise to help."

"I beg of you."

While talking, the couple kowtowed to Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming together while talking.

That movement and demeanor seemed to have been rehearsed countless times, not to mention how neat and smooth it was.

(End of this chapter)