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

Chapter 350 I really don't think so
Listening to her mother's laughter, Minrou blinked her big eyes and looked at her: "Mother, have you heard of calabash baby?"

Feng Yin nodded: "Yes, your father told mother this story before."

"Does it sound good?"

The little girl looked at her mother excitedly, "Mother, can you tell Rou'er?"

Feng Yin raised her hand and tapped her little nose and said: "Is it good or not, after a while you will know after listening to what your father said, be patient."

After comforting her daughter, Feng Yin looked at Zhang Yiming and said with a smile, "Husband, let's start your story."

Zhang Yiming was amused in his heart, and a soft smile rose from the corner of his lips: "Okay, cough cough..."

The man coughed a few times and began to talk.

Anyway, Feng Yin already knew the plot, so she didn't pay attention to listening, but was taking care of her daughter, telling her not to move around, so as not to touch the wound.

But the little girl listened with gusto and occasionally exclaimed.

I couldn't help clapping my hands when I heard the exciting part.

But a child is a child after all, a wounded child, exhausted after the excitement.

Zhang Yiming watched the child start to yawn, and his storytelling voice became softer and deeper.

It didn't take long for Minrou to fall asleep.

"what are you thinking?"

After putting the child to sleep, Feng Yin yawned and lay down, but couldn't help asking the man beside her.

"What do you think?"

Zhang Yiming had just finished telling the story and was drinking water, when he heard Feng Yin's question, he asked it casually.

"It's about asking the Wan family to send a catty of fish every day."

Feng Yin turned around and looked towards him, "People here don't seem to be very good at fishing with tools, in case something happens..."

Zhang Yiming smiled: "Don't worry, after going to Lizheng and the village chief's house to obtain the certificate, on the way back, I taught them how to use the fish basket and net."

"It's almost there."

Feng Yin felt at ease after receiving his answer, "To be honest, Wan Jia is the most honest person I have ever met in my two lifetimes."

"Who said no?"

Zhang Yiming couldn't help being funny too, got up and blew on the oil lamp on the cabinet and lay down, "Don't argue when something happens, just do what others say."

"Fortunately, we are not the greedy ones. If it were someone else, I don't know what to do with them."

Feng Yin blinked and looked at the figure in the darkness and said with a smile: "You let them fish, you are also giving them a way to survive?"

"I also said that I am kind, and you are not bad."

Zhang Yiming stroked his chin, then touched the beard, couldn't help curling his lips secretly, and didn't reply to Feng Yin's words for a while.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Feng Yin murmured to herself: "That's right, after all, we all came out of the red flag, and we really can't do anything to drive people to death."

Zhang Yiming laughed lightly and said, "I really don't think so."

"Oh?"

Feng Yin became curious, and looked suspiciously at his position.

Although she couldn't see anything clearly, she was still used to it.

"I think, with their character, they may not be useful to us in the future."

"Forge a good relationship with them now, who knows if it will help us in the future?"

Feng Yin blinked her eyes, and finally understood what he meant, so she nodded: "It's fine if you have a plan."

As she spoke, she half propped herself up and moved closer to him: "Hey, let's talk about another thing."

"what?"

Zhang Yiming watched her stand up, reached out to pat her, and motioned her to lie down and speak slowly.

Feng Yin was not pretentious, she lay down again, and then said with a smile: "Just now you told Rou'er a story, I thought, can you make this story into a comic strip?"

Zhang Yiming just laughed: "Do you think my paintings and calligraphy are too cheap?"

(End of this chapter)