The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 353 Two Years Later

Jiang Feng took Luo Xiujun down the mountain, giving him a hand from time to time, creating a lot of physical contact. Luo Xiujun was like a hedgehog with thorns, but her eyes were smiling.

Aaron, who was still on the mountain, felt very uncomfortable with Zhou Yunfan, and wanted to follow him, but Zhou Yunfan suddenly said quietly, like a person who has no temper these days: "Go and try."

"Go..." What's wrong?
Aaron wanted to say this, but when his eyes met Zhou Yunfan, he suddenly became timid for some reason, and went to the stupa honestly, even though he felt uncomfortable like he had fleas.

Feng Huaying didn't know their follow-up, so she concentrated on carpentry. When it was time to go down the mountain, she agreed to come the next day and left.

Except for her, everyone else lived in the temple.

Time passed day by day, and before I knew it, it was six or seven years.

"Ji Zeying, you're going up the mountain again!" Feng Huaying became furious when she caught the little bastard, especially when she saw the wild rabbit she kicked aside, did her eyesight fail?
She didn't realize she wasn't there until after she finished her work at home and wanted to go up the mountain to get some wood, and told her daughter to take care of her two younger brothers at home.

The two unconscionable sons even provided cover for his sister, but how could Feng Huaying, who had been fighting guerrilla warfare with a few little ones all year round, not notice it, and saw through the clumsy lies of the two little things at once.

In summer, there are a lot of insects and snakes on the mountain, and no one goes to the mountain here often, unlike the small hills in rural villages, which are reassuring, so she is usually forbidden to go to the back mountain.

But it may be that the more she is not allowed, the more she wants to go. Xiao Zeying almost regards the back mountain as a back garden, and often slips over to play when she is not paying attention.

"Hey, Mom." Seeing her mother, Ji Zeying is like a mouse seeing a cat: Seeing that she couldn't hide it, she hugged her mother's waist and acted like a baby: "Mom, I didn't go to the mountains, really."

"You say yes, if you fall into a ditch and can't find it, your father and I will not worry." Feng Huaying pushed her with a straight face.

Ji Zeying hugged her with a stern face, but didn't let go: "Oh, I just walked around, it's very safe, and I dare not go far away."

"It's best to be like this." Feng Huaying was so troubled by her that she couldn't help it: "Go back and write me ten big characters. I think you are too free."

Ji Zeying wailed immediately, and the birds on the tree fluttered away in shock: "Don't, Mom, you are too cruel, you can't treat me like this!"

She hates writing the most, especially writing big characters with a brush, it is killing her!
She regrets going to kindergarten very much now. If she had known that she would not have gone with that bad guy Fang Wenhui, she would not be able to get off after getting on the thief boat.

"I just want to improve our food, don't be so cruel to me!"

"Look how hard you and my dad have been working lately. We are so busy every day. The body is the capital of the revolution. I just thought if I could set up a rabbit and eat braised rabbit meat at night to make up for you."

He couldn't help swallowing his saliva while speaking.

The whole person hangs on Feng Huaying's body, like a koala bear, and his immature voice seems to be able to pierce people's eardrums.

Feng Huaying couldn't help but support his forehead: "Your dad and I didn't treat you badly, why do you act like you haven't eaten anything good?"

"What's that enough? It's different from eating grass all day." Xiao Zeying curled her lips, she is a carnivore.

"You're still reasonable." Feng Huaying's face twitched: "Go down quickly, it's useless to be coquettish, now go back and write big characters, if you don't finish writing before dinner at night, you will eat water spinach at night, and don't even think about rabbit meat. "

When Ji Weihe came back at night, Feng Huaying complained, and finally complained: "Who do you think she looks like, like a wild boy all day long."

It was the same as two years ago, except that Ji Weihe, who was more calm, smiled, and said in his heart: Isn't it like you? They all like to play, go up the mountain to catch rabbits and catch pheasants, and the mother-in-law and the others must have no less headaches.

But Ji Weihe was very sensible and didn't say anything.

"Hmph, I knew to file a complaint." Ji Zeying, who heard her father came back, heard her mother complaining to her father as soon as she ran out, "Suggestion."

In the kindergarten, the child who makes small reports to the teacher is the most unpopular, and everyone calls her a complainer.

"Complaint." Ji Zejun imitated his example, learning how to speak from his sister, while crawling on top of his father with a smile.

Ji Weihe grabbed his youngest son and didn't let him fall.

The eldest son called his father, and then stood beside his mother, quieter than the eldest son.

"Ji Zeying, what are you talking about?" Feng Huaying raised her eyebrows and glared at her younger son: "I think you are itchy."

"I didn't say anything!" Ji Zeying choked her neck and hid on the other side of her father: "Dad, let's eat, I'm so hungry."

"Show me the big characters first." Feng Huaying looked at the girl's slumped face, and was immediately proud: "I can't cure you yet."

"Dad~" Ji Zeying pulled the corner of Ji Weihe's clothes and shook them vigorously.

Ji Weihe was startled, and pulled back the corner of his clothes: "Hey, be careful, don't tear my clothes."

Seeing the girl's sad face, the words in her mouth became: "Bring it here and let me have a look. If it's well written, you can say anything."

"Yeah, dad is the best." Ji Zeying cheered and ran back to the room to get the big characters she wrote.

"You're the only one who will be a good person." Feng Huaying snorted coldly: "Just pamper her. If you keep getting used to it, your daughter will become even more lawless. She will be like a bully in kindergarten. Let's see who can control her in the future."

"Zeying just likes to play a little bit, it's okay, don't be so serious, I don't know what kind of your daughter is." Ji Weihe was not worried at all, and put his son down to wash his hands.

Feng Huaying grabbed the youngest son who was about to run away: "You have to follow the example. If you don't learn from the good ones, you can't learn more from your brother."

This youngest son is also skinny, similar to his daughter, and he is a worry. If he doesn't have the strength of his daughter, he might be worried to death.

Fortunately, there is an eldest son, so he is such a worry-free person.

Back then, when the two children were taken care of, Feng Huaying was alone in Yizhou. Occasionally her mother-in-law or mother would come over, but most of the time it was by herself, exhausted physically and mentally.

She has to worry about education and life, and she has to take care of work. In the past two years, she feels that she is ten years older.

Ji Zejun looked at his brother without anger: "I won't learn from my brother."

His brother was broken, obviously he was the one who wet the bed, but in the end it was him who wet the bed, and it was him who was told by his mother, but his brother was fine.

What's more, it's obviously the chick they played with, but at some point his brother ran off and was reading a comic book, as if he hadn't moved all the time, and it turned out that the chick was playing without energy and became him alone.

In his life, he has never met anyone more hateful than his brother, so he doesn't want to learn from him.

Ji Zecheng looked at his younger brother and smiled, his eyes narrowed, Ji Zejun was a little scared.

Feng Huaying didn't see the eyes of the two little ones meeting, so he said angrily, "Just make me angry. When you go to kindergarten this year, I'll see if I don't care about you."

Ji Weihe looked at the big characters written by his daughter: "The copying is not bad. You are just starting to learn, so it is already very good to be able to write to this level."

There are only eight out of ten big characters, but the handwriting is pretty good for beginners. Feng Huaying didn't disagree with Ji Weihe, but said: "You are a good old man, and you don't take chopsticks when you eat."

Ji Zeying cheered and ran errands actively.

(End of this chapter)