Gu Fenghua and others petrified again. At this moment, they finally confirmed that it was not an illusion, that all this was true. However, what was the promised knowledge and etiquette, what was the promised gentleness and virtuousness, and what was the real one.
Floating clouds.
"Sister Wen Ru, what did my brother-in-law do wrong?" Gu Fenghua looked at the man sympathetically and asked.
"He has done so many mistakes. He asked him to help me raise flowers but can't raise them well. He has hundreds of pots to die. He can't raise a demon pet, but he can't raise them well. He has hundreds of them died.
But, even a purse cannot be embroidered well, I really don’t know what he can do well.” Speaking of this, Wen Wanru’s gentle and virtuous face swept away again, revealing her evil spirit.
Well, from a certain perspective, as a woman, it is indeed quite miserable to have a husband who can't do anything well. No matter how virtuous and kind you are, you will inevitably become a lion roar in Hedong.
However, after hearing her words, let alone Ye Yunji and others, even Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen were sweating in a cold sweat: Please, these things are just that women are better at, okay? Please let an adult raise them.
It would be fine if he raised flowers and birds, but he actually asked him to embroider a purse. It would be better to just stop him or stab him to death with one knife.
To be honest, Gu Fenghua is not a person with sympathy, but at this moment, when he saw the pitiful figure on the corner of the wall, he still couldn't help but feel soft.
"Sister Wanru, men don't seem to be very good at these things." Gu Fenghua advised kindly.
"Oh, there is such a thing?" Wen Wanru looked at Gu Fenghua in confusion, and she really didn't know.
"Yes, yes, I told you before that you didn't believe it, but now others say so, you should believe it. These are things that women do. Isn't it difficult for me to do as a big man?
"The man in the corner of the wall turned his head and said with striking remarks when he heard Gu Fenghua's words.
"Kneel, if you give you some colors, you will open a dyeing workshop, right?" Wen Wanru cursed again.
So, the man immediately became completely arrogant and turned around and knelt again. He really had to kneel straight and be as honest as he could.
"Fenghua just said that men are not very good at it, and they didn't say that they can't do it. If you can't do it well, it's your fault." Wen Wanru had not yet calmed down, and cursed loudly with her waist on her waist.
"What the wife said is extremely right, and it is all bad for her husband. She will definitely practice well for her husband and live up to her entrustedness." The man did not dare to talk back and nodded repeatedly.
Even if he couldn't see his face with his back, Gu Fenghua could imagine his flattering look.
Gu Fenghua was completely speechless because he was afraid that his wife would be so afraid of being like this. He wanted to say a few good things for him, but when he saw this, he couldn't say a word.
"Okay, today I will let you go for Fenghua's sake, get up." Wen Wanru gave Gu Fenghua a favor and said to the man with a eased tone.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," the man stood up and said with a look of joy.
Only then did Gu Fenghua see clearly that the man was nearly fifty years old, thin, not tall, and not tall, and was not handsome. He was the type of person who would be forgotten immediately after being thrown into the crowd.
It turned out to be an old man and a young wife, and his appearance was not very good. No wonder he loved Wen Wanru so much. No, it was either pampering, it was clearly spoiling.
"If you want to thank Fenghua, thank you. If she hadn't helped you plead with her, I wouldn't have spared you so easily." Wen Wanru said.