326. Chapter 326 The sky is dry and the things are dry 1
There was a trace of anger on Feiyun's face: "This brat, why is he so irresponsible? He has already married someone back, yet he dares to run away."
Next to him, Song Jinrong couldn't help but speak for Huang Shulang: "You can't blame Lang'er. He didn't know about this in the first place. Suddenly he heard that he was getting married and was about to have a wedding. It's understandable that he ran away temporarily!"
"Hey, I said this kid is really weird. When others heard that they had married a wife, they checked the bridal chamber. They all wanted to go to the bridal chamber quickly, but this kid... Hey... Wife, why are you pinching my ears..."
"Humph, what does it mean to wish for it? Lang'er means to be clean and self-sufficient, not to have a group of wives and concubines, but only to be happy with each other. Please tell me honestly, did you marry someone else instead of me? Do you think so too? First of all,
Let’s talk about it after the wedding, take advantage first, right?” Song Jinrong yelled angrily after hearing her husband’s words.
"Excuse me, wife, I didn't think so. I can't look down on anyone in this world except you. Really, how can we compare to Lang'er? We are childhood sweethearts. You are the only one in my heart, otherwise I wouldn't bother to look at it at all.
…!”
Huang Feiyun felt extremely aggrieved. He was just telling the truth. You have to treat your daughter-in-law well. Why are you sharing so much? This woman just can't understand it. But
He knew that trying to reason with his wife at this time was no different than seeking death, so he quickly begged for mercy.
"Okay, okay, stop making trouble at night and go to bed!" Feng Tianjiao rubbed her eyebrows and said helplessly, feeling extremely envious of the interaction between the two of them. Now, she wants to
There is no chance for me to have a big fight with my husband.
Looking up at the night sky, Feng Tianjiao felt extremely lonely. She was a widowed young man. Who could understand her loneliness?
Song Jinrong saw that her sister-in-law's face was wrong, and she quickly opened her husband's ears: "Huh, I'll spare you for now!"
Turning around, she looked at Feng Tianjiao and said, "But, sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? Why is your nose bleeding? It couldn't have been beaten by that guy Lang'er, right?"
Feng Tianjiao was shocked, her face turned red, she quickly wiped her nose, and sure enough she saw scarlet blood stains on her hands. She said slightly embarrassed: "Hey, it's okay, it's dry and dry, I'm a little angry, I'll reply
Just drink some cold water and you’ll be fine!”
"That's good... my sister-in-law's health is the most important thing. What about... Lang'er? How are you with your new wife?" Song Jinrong, after getting along with his sister-in-law, thought of his nephew again.
"They are fine and have gone to bed at this time. You should go to bed early too!"
Feng Tianjiao waved her hand and finished speaking, then turned and walked back to her room. Behind her, Song Jinrong looked at her lonely back, with some tears in her eyes: "Feiyun, the more I see my sister-in-law recently, the more lonely she feels.
It feels like it comes from her bones.”
Feiyun glanced at his wife and sighed: "Yes, it's not easy for sisters-in-law these years! Come on, let's go back to the house!"
After Feiyun finished speaking, Song Jinrong nodded, and the two of them walked hand in hand to their rooms.
Feng Tianjiao returned to her room lonely, walked to the dressing table, reached out from the jewelry box and took out a wooden hairpin with a phoenix carved on it.
This hairpin was carved by Lang'er's father himself. She vaguely remembered how he inserted the hairpin into her hair when their child Lang'er was born that year.
It has been more than twenty years now, but Feihong's figure has never faded in her heart, and her reaction has become clearer and clearer. His figure is still tall and straight, and his handsome face always has a cold look.
His tenderness only showed up when he was on his own. A trace of anger appeared on Feiyun's face: "This stinky boy, why is he so irresponsible? He has already married someone back, and yet he dares to run away."
Next to him, Song Jinrong couldn't help but speak for Huang Shulang: "You can't blame Lang'er. He didn't know about this in the first place. Suddenly he heard that he was getting married and was about to have a wedding. It's understandable that he ran away temporarily!"
"Hey, I said this kid is really weird. When others heard that they had married a wife, they checked the bridal chamber. They all wanted to go to the bridal chamber quickly, but this kid... Hey... Wife, why are you pinching my ears..."
"Humph, what does it mean to wish for it? Lang'er means to be clean and self-sufficient, not to have a group of wives and concubines, but only to be happy with each other. Please tell me honestly, did you marry someone else instead of me? Do you think so too? First of all,
Let’s talk about it after the wedding, take advantage first, right?” Song Jinrong yelled angrily after hearing her husband’s words.
"Excuse me, wife, I didn't think so. I can't look down on anyone in this world except you. Really, how can we compare to Lang'er? We are childhood sweethearts. You are the only one in my heart, otherwise I wouldn't bother to look at it at all.
…!”
Huang Feiyun felt extremely aggrieved. He was just telling the truth. You have to treat your daughter-in-law well. Why are you sharing so much? This woman just can't understand it. But
He knew that trying to reason with his wife at this time was no different than seeking death, so he quickly begged for mercy.
"Okay, okay, stop making trouble at night and go to bed!" Feng Tianjiao rubbed her eyebrows and said helplessly, feeling extremely envious of the interaction between the two of them. Now, she wants to
There is no chance for me to have a big fight with my husband.
Looking up at the night sky, Feng Tianjiao felt extremely lonely. She was a widowed young man. Who could understand her loneliness?
Song Jinrong saw that her sister-in-law's face was wrong, and she quickly opened her husband's ears: "Huh, I'll spare you for now!"
Turning around, she looked at Feng Tianjiao and said, "But, sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? Why is your nose bleeding? It couldn't have been beaten by that guy Lang'er, right?"
Feng Tianjiao was shocked, her face turned red, she quickly wiped her nose, and sure enough she saw scarlet blood stains on her hands. She said slightly embarrassed: "Hey, it's okay, it's dry and dry, I'm a little angry, I'll reply
Just drink some cold water and you’ll be fine!”
"That's good... my sister-in-law's health is the most important thing. What about... Lang'er? How are you with your new wife?" Song Jinrong, after getting along with his sister-in-law, thought of his nephew again.
"They are fine and have gone to bed at this time. You should go to bed early too!"
Feng Tianjiao waved her hand and finished speaking, then turned and walked back to her room. Behind her, Song Jinrong looked at her lonely back, with some tears in her eyes: "Feiyun, the more I see my sister-in-law recently, the more lonely she feels.
It feels like it comes from her bones.”
Feiyun glanced at his wife and sighed: "Yes, it's not easy for sisters-in-law these years! Come on, let's go back to the house!"
After Feiyun finished speaking, Song Jinrong nodded, and the two of them walked hand in hand to their rooms.
Feng Tianjiao returned to her room lonely, walked to the dressing table, reached out from the jewelry box and took out a wooden hairpin with a phoenix carved on it.
This hairpin was carved by Lang'er's father himself. She vaguely remembered how he inserted the hairpin into her hair when their child Lang'er was born that year.
It has been more than twenty years now, but Feihong's figure has never faded in her heart, and her reaction has become clearer and clearer. His figure is still tall and straight, and his handsome face always has a cold look.
His tenderness only showed up when he was on his own.