The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 520 Two Generations

Feng Huaying hasn't changed much in the past few years, age seems to favor her very much, and the passage of time is particularly slow on her.

But when she took off the gloves, the exposed hands looked like her age, rough and dull, not so white and tender.

However, on the whole, Feng Huaying is very satisfied. It is said that Tai Sui has the effect of beautifying and beautifying, which is actually true. After drinking for so many years, she does look much younger than her peers.

Ji Weihe also came back long ago, the school of his two sons is near the city center, which is closer.

Ji Weihe, who is in his 40s and nearly [-], is more and more wise. He looks like a university professor, but he already has white hair, which makes him look much older than Feng Huaying.

He is currently preparing dishes in the kitchen. When Feng Huaying comes back, he can start frying directly. With two pots, each person can eat quickly.

"Pretty girl." Ji Zejun, who has grown into a handsome boy, watched his mother of the same style come in and whistled: "Mom, I have good eyesight."

"I bought it myself, what does it have to do with you." Feng Huaying's smiling face suddenly became serious: "I tell you, you are not allowed to whistle to girls like this outside, like a little hooligan."

"Understood." Ji Zejun was bored, listless, and then saw Ji Zeying behind him saying hello: "Brother Ying is back."

"Sister." Ji Zecheng was as calm as water.

Compared with Ji Zejun, who was dressed in street fashion, wearing a leather jacket and rivet shoes, and looked very lively and lively, Ji Zesheng was calm and dressed in ordinary clothes, but the ordinary clothes he wore seemed to be of a big name.

The two don't look like they were born in one day, but more like brothers who have been separated for several years.

"Why do you call your sister? Where did you come from, Brother Ying?" Feng Huaying was in a hurry, and punched the youngest son, rubbing him on the head, why was it so unreliable.

Ji Zejun is very knowledgeable about current affairs: "Mom, I was wrong, sister, you are back, don't miss me."

Raising his hand to hug him, Ji Zeying pushed him away in disgust: "Go to the other side, like a flower peacock, with long hair, she's a bitch."

Ji Zejun sat back and rolled his eyes: "You are like a man, and you still have the nerve to call me, Mom, look at what my sister said, I am such a handsome guy, but you actually call me a bitch."

Feng Huaying smiled but didn't smile: "You two are right, don't make fun of each other, why did I give birth to you two, a man knows stinky beauty all day long, and a woman has sex with those stinky men every day Same, I think you two were born with the wrong gender at the beginning."

She was also panicked, the older the child, the more worried she was, why couldn't the two children be exchanged.

Ji Zejun and Ji Zeying looked at each other, and immediately shook hands and made peace: "Mom, go and cook, Dad can't do it alone."

"You brat, you only know how to make us work, but you don't know how to help." Ji Weihe came out of the kitchen and saw his wife and son wearing the same clothes, and his eyes hurt.

Looking at it this way, they are more like siblings, and he is just like the old father of the four of them, with a glint in his eyes.

Ji Zejun smiled hippie: "Dad, it's because I don't want to help, I only went in for two seconds, and you kicked me out."

Ji Weihe sneered: "Are you helping? It's purely a waste of help, and you're still moaning. I think you have been lazy for a few years, and you can't even do this kind of work."

Ji Zejun spread his hands: "Look, it's too difficult for me to help, but I hate it, and I don't help."

Ji Zesheng and Ji Zeying rolled up their sleeves and wanted to follow in to work. Anyway, they have never done it since they were young.

As a result, as soon as he was about to go in, he was blocked by his old father Ji Weihe: "Okay, you just sit outside and wait. You don't need so many people. Your mother and I will finish it in a while."

Ji Zejun curled his lips: "I think Dad thinks we're in the way."

Ji Zesheng and Ji Zeying just smiled and saw through it without saying anything. They followed the slope and refused to go in. Ji Zeying sat down and leaned on the back of the chair and asked the younger brother: "How is it? I heard that you made a movie. When will it be broadcast?"

The film school where Ji Zejun was admitted had the worst grades among the three siblings, but it was more than enough to get into the film school, where he also received scholarships every year.

He has a good appearance, and as soon as he entered the school, people from the film studio wanted to find him to make a movie, but because he was underage, he was suppressed by his family and did not immediately enter the circle. He studied hard for more than a year, until the second semester of school last year It was only a month later that he officially joined the crew.

"Ang, "The Knight of Tianshan" will be released on April [-]th. You two must show me to see it, otherwise you will not be brothers." Ji Zejun couldn't stop smiling, and his pride was beyond words: "Oh, this movie ticket."

There are about ten movie tickets: "When the time comes, you can invite your classmates or friends to watch it together."

"Well, I'll go and see."

"You must go and see it, even if you ask for leave." Ji Zeying looked at the five tickets in his hand: "It's very generous, I will give you five tickets at once."

"It's all given by the producer."

Ji Zeying put away the movie tickets, and was concerned about the elder brother: "Xiao Sheng, how about you, did you make more friends at school?"

Compared with the younger brother who escaped, the elder brother is very quiet. Although he has a dark belly, there are too few people who get close to him. It's not that others don't like him or reject him, but that he is more independent and more willing to Spend in knowledge, don't want to play with childish brats.

Hey, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too smart, just like the eldest brother, she is really worried.

"Let it be." Ji Zesheng said calmly.

"Why let nature take its course? It's no wonder you can make friends like this. You are so absorbed in the study of books. I think you are the one who needs to worry about not being able to find a partner in our family. Mom always talks about me, at least I'm Even if you know the opposite sex, you probably have very few opportunities to talk to the opposite sex."

At the beginning, Ji Zeying looked like a big sister, but then she started to lose her way: "Hey, Xiao Sheng, tell me the truth, do you have any girls you like?"

Ji Zejun also looked at his brother with a gossipy face, and said, "Impossible, it would be strange if Ji Zecheng could have a girl he likes. I think it is more likely that he will use his mechanical book as his wife in the future."

What Ji Zesheng focused on was: "You have to call me brother."

The older he gets, the less Ji Zejun likes to call him brother, and he always plays a rogue and says that he must have made a mistake at the beginning, he is the elder brother, and he is the younger brother.

Although their mother confirmed that he is the older brother and Xiaojun is the younger brother, he is just stubborn and rarely calls him brother.

Sure enough: "I was born a few minutes earlier than me, they are all the same age, what's your name?"

The three children outside were bickering, and the two of Feng Huaying were also chatting in the kitchen.

"To see Mr. Jiang and the others tomorrow?" Feng Huaying asked, afraid of making a mistake.

In the past two years, there have been some changes in the peacekeeping work. Jiang Gong and Lin Gong retired, and Ji Weihe became the No.1 of the research institute. Every time they came to the capital, they would visit their old couple.

"Yes, I'll be there after the meeting tomorrow." Ji Weihe paused, looked at Feng Huaying's clothes: "I have an opinion."

The leather jacket is gone, but the leather pants on the legs are still there, as are the studded shoes, which are the same style as Ji Zejun's.

"What opinion?"

"Can we stop wearing this kind of clothes in the future?" In this way, the two of them looked like two generations.

Feng Huaying felt uncomfortable: "What's wrong with this dress? It's pretty good, what is this kind of dress?"

He stared at Ji Weihe sharply, and if he didn't say one, two, three, it wouldn't be enough.

(End of this chapter)