Chu Yifeng pursed his lips and looked at his father Chu Hongtian without saying a word.
Chu Hongtian was confused for a moment.
Liang Yinqiu took a few steps forward, still looking as gentle and loving as ever, as if she knew nothing.
"Xiao Feng, have you had breakfast? If not, sit down and eat something while it's hot. Then go upstairs to take a shower and have a good sleep."
Chu Yifeng turned his gaze to Liang Yinqiu again.
I understood it and was so disappointed.
"Yeah." He limped up the stairs.
Chu Hongtian held his chopsticks and looked at Chu Yifeng's back. It was not until Chu Yifeng went up to the second floor and turned the corner that he seemed to react. He gestured with his chopsticks in anger:
"Look at him, so downcast so early in the morning! What's going on? He's asking Old Liu's kid to come get the car. Why is he driving someone else's car instead of his own?
Driving is so wild, what level is this? You need to be punished. I want to kill every one of these guys in the yard!
Look at the kid from my old leader's family. When he was in his twenties, he was a jack of all trades and could lead a newly established regiment in an orderly manner. Now he is his direct leader who is several levels higher than him.
I think our guy is in need of training. He can even run and flirt. Let me ask Ye Xiaozi, what kind of suffering should I throw at him this time! If he keeps messing around like this, he won’t be able to catch up with Ye Xiaozi even if he flatters his horse! "
Liang Yinqiu's smile faded. Why did she so dislike hearing other people's children praised and her own belittled? Even the flattery couldn't keep up. Was that what a father should say? His child had made it all the way to military school and a major military command. At what point did you, as a father, contribute?
Others? My son is disobedient and I told you?
What happened to her Xiaofeng? He was praised and brought up since childhood. Which kid in the yard could catch up with him? Besides, how old is Ye Boxuan? Who knows how Xiaofeng will develop in his middle age?
Chu Hongtian drank half a bowl of porridge without noticing that his wife's face had drooped. He turned to Liang Yinqiu and continued to speak loudly without any tact:
"Just spoil her! You're almost thirty. How can you be a mother? You don't get married, don't have kids, and you're still figuring out how to climb up the social ladder!"
You don't even know where he went? If you don't take care of him, he'll be ruined.
Let's not talk about Ye Xiaozi, but even me. What did I do when I was his age? I carried a cannon like a brick, moving it wherever it was needed! Look at him now, each generation is worse than the previous one!
Liang Yinqiu held her breath and sat down at the table again, picking up her bowl to drink porridge. Without saying a word, her unhappy face was all over her face. She said bitterly in her heart: "What era were you living in then? You are so old, you only know how to fight, just like your mother!
His expression looked exactly the same as Chu Yifeng's just now.
It was obvious that Old Madam Chu was so suppressed that she had to control all her strength to hold it back.
The old lady used a small spoon to pick up the yolk of the salted duck egg. She didn't like to eat egg white, but she still adhered to the style of hard work to supplement her vegetarian diet and had the habit of not wasting food even if she was hungry.
After the old lady finished cleaning out the greasy egg yolk, she extended a large hand covered with age spots forward, and Chu Hongtian took it and cleaned it.
Most of the leftover egg whites in the past had to be eaten by Liang Yinqiu.
The old lady raised her eyelids and glanced at Liang Yinqiu, cursing in her heart: What a jerk! Even if you hit him with three sticks, he won't make a fart!
She also looked down upon Liang Yinqiu's IQ.
Yesterday, I listened to the entire live broadcast of Old Lady Chu and complained in my heart:
You have that pig brain and you still want to mock me? If you can't pretend, you have to pretend to be like me!
You have to do the whole act, right? But now, she came in and didn't even ask Xiaofeng what he was doing? What normal mother wouldn't ask? She just put on a smile and told him to go upstairs to bed.
Why that pointed grandson of hers? My heart is chilled. Xiao Feng has seen through it all. You are pretending to be ignorant while knowing the truth. I think you are two-faced!
"Mom, are these salted duck eggs well-pickled? But they're too salty. You should eat less as you're older." Chu Hongtian was choking. If he didn't remind her, he wouldn't have to speak at the meeting this morning.
The old lady's thoughts were disturbed. She paused and looked down. What happened was that she was so busy scolding Liang Yinqiu for being such a fool that she had to pick at three egg yolks.
She said expressionlessly, "Yeah. Give me some goose eggs tomorrow. I love them."
Chu Hongtian was extremely happy. Not only did his mother no longer curse him three times a day like before, but now she was too lazy to even say a complete sentence.
To be honest, it wasn't good before, but it was vivid. Now she is silent day by day. If you don't pay special attention to this old ancestor, you don't know what she is doing with the family!
Chu Hongtian was now afraid. The more his mother acted like this, the more upset he became. This was the longest sentence he had spoken recently, so he was very happy. He quickly agreed with a loud voice:
"Well, then. I'll have someone prepare it today. I think you can have it by the New Year."
The old lady sighed.
Looking at her eldest son's smile, she felt quite emotional, her eyes were meaningful:
Datian, you've been fooled by that woman, and you only know how to bully your mother. You're also pretending that I'll just stop making trouble.
Shut up!
Look at this family led by that "pig-headed" guy. This one is crying and that one is shouting. Even my eldest grandson is so upset that he feels disheartened.
If it were the old me, I really wouldn’t stop Xiaofeng.
That's exactly what the fortune teller said. No matter how capable a person is, it's all fate. How can you fight against fate? Are you kidding me?
They also accused me of being a believer in feudal superstitions. They wanted to dispel my ideas and put a big accusation on me.
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