Ping'er listened to the conversation between the two with some astonishment, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
No matter how you listen to it, it feels more like a flirtatious and angry talk between a pair of lovers.
There was an exclamation from the other side: "I'm seeking death", here was a reply like "How do you speak? You are so kind as a donkey's liver and lungs", from here was another sentence "I'm afraid you won't even bother to look at the person after he dies", and here was a reply like "Cherish yourself."
"Good days are to come." Listen to these words with your eyes closed, and listen to the tone of these two people. Is this the words between enemies? It is impossible for even ordinary friends to use this tone.
At this time, Ping'er realized that he seemed to have completely fallen into a misunderstanding, or that he could not really figure out the subtle relationship between his grandmother and Uncle Feng. He had always thought that the two were incompatible with each other, and they were incompatible with each other.
It's not like we live together, but now that I've thought about it more carefully, I realize that it doesn't seem to be the case at all.
Perhaps the two of them were somewhat against each other in the early days, and the second mistress even wanted to suppress or take advantage of Uncle Feng, but later on, it seemed that was no longer the case.
Grandma is obviously in a weak position, and she gives people the power to control her, but Uncle Feng seems to be able to kill Second Mistress every time, but he always holds back. In the end, the situation is completely reversed, and Second Mistress simply uses Uncle Feng as a support and a threat.
No matter whether she gave up on herself or allowed herself to plead, the second mistress had completely obeyed Uncle Feng and even hoped that Uncle Feng would give her some advice. Uncle Feng had become the backbone of her heart.
Well, Ping'er felt that asking him to plead was just like volunteering to ask Uncle Feng to come today. It was more like a trap set by his grandma for himself, and he seemed to be ignorant and believed it.
Look at grandma's expression when Uncle Feng came in. Is there any sign of anger or resentment? Even when Uncle Feng saw her breasts and bare feet, which are private parts that couples need to hide, she was still so half-hearted.
The fake complaints and coquettishness, the sweet smell, even an inexperienced girl like Ping'er can understand, it is almost the smell that can only be felt between a man and a woman or a young couple who have had that kind of relationship.
At this time, Wang Xifeng did not notice the change in Ping'er's expression or state of mind at all. She was also touched by Feng Ziying's last words, and her eye circles suddenly turned red, and tears fell down.
Looking at the woman choking and sobbing and shrugging her shoulders, Feng Ziying felt a little complicated.
This Sister Feng is indeed a beauty. Feng Ziying does not want to deceive her true feelings. If she says that she does not covet this woman at all, she would be deceiving herself. I am afraid that even Sister Feng and Heping'er can see this.
Perhaps it is a certain age state of mind that he brought with him after traveling through time, or maybe it is some specific complex in his previous life towards "Dream of Red Mansions" in the book or TV series? In short, Feng Ziying has some special thoughts towards this woman.
I always want to have some fun.
Of course? Feng Ziying will not do anything that violates the moral bottom line of his own life. Jia Lian is his friend after all, and he cannot possibly cross the line. Some of his previous actions were just punishment for Wang Xifeng, but now this kind of bondage
Disappeared? Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng reconciled. Now Wang Xifeng is simply a single woman abandoned by her husband? Of course, this is also related to her own suicide? But for Feng Ziying, the psychological constraints no longer exist.
Feng Ziying asked herself: Although she did not do anything to contribute to the reconciliation between Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng, it seemed that she was somewhat happy to see it come to fruition.
This is very subtle.
The more Wang Xifeng thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. The more she thought about it, the more angry and bitter she felt.
Think about how hard you have been worrying about the affairs of the house? I wonder how much thought you have spent and how many smiling faces you have accompanied? The elders above, the girls and brothers of the same generation? The mothers-in-law, maids and servants below, who doesn’t have other thoughts? If you don’t pay attention, you will
Have you offended others? How much hardship have you endured in the past few years? But in the end, what will you end up with?
Good things didn't come in their turn. Her husband reconciled with her, and her parents-in-law were disgusted and even stabbed her in the back. The ancestor and his wife just had a conciliatory mind and just scolded Jia Lian.
, but what about yourself? What will happen to you?
As if it was a great gift to stay in Jia's house, everyone in the house made sarcastic comments behind their backs, and many people saw the joke, but they never thought about the painstaking work they had done for the house in the past few years.
Looking around, there was no one in the entire house who was truly considerate and could rely on him. However, he never expected that the man in front of him, who once wanted to peel off his skin and eat his flesh, could understand him and give him comfort and comfort.
rely on,……
Such a situation of strong contrast made Wang Xifeng's mentality really collapse, so she felt sad and couldn't control herself.
Seeing Wang Xifeng crying more and more sadly, hunched over with head lowered, just sobbing and wiping away tears, her delicate body trembling, and her voice getting louder and louder. It really makes me feel pity for her, and then look at Ping'er, who is usually extremely shrewd.
Shi stood stupidly at the door of the inner and outer rooms, as if she was wandering in the sky. Feng Ziying had to get up and get off the kang. If she didn't comfort her, if the crying sound spread out, there would be rumors again.
Walking over, standing in front of the other party, he picked up the scarlet sweat towel on the kang table, hesitated for a moment, then patted the other party's shoulder lightly and handed the sweat towel over, "Okay, Sister Feng, what's the big deal?"
?The sky won’t fall down without you. You can still live well in this house. You have to rely on yourself. In the past, Mr. Lian didn’t help you much. I know your hard work, it’s nothing.
No big deal, you can do it in the future too..."
Wang Xifeng's heart was agitated, and she burst into tears. No one in the whole family could truly understand her. Even her ancestors and his wife just wanted to borrow from her own fierce temper and temper. As for other people, who would?
Do you truly wish yourself well?
In a daze, Wang Xifeng couldn't help but subconsciously hugged the strong body standing in front of her, as if she had found a big tree that could shelter from the wind and rain, and strangled her tightly, never to be seen again.
Willing to let go.
Feng Ziying was also surprised. She lowered her head and saw that the pile of black hair that looked like ink was trembling with the sound of sobbing. The half of her slightly exposed shoulders looked like gelatin, and the jade was white and greasy, but the delicate dimple was pressed against her.
In front of my lower abdomen, tears soaked into my clothes, and I felt a dampness.
What made him feel even more uncomfortable was the pair of plump breasts, which were snugly between his legs...
But at this time, Wang Xifeng was completely immersed in this state of mind and was not aware of this embarrassment at all.
Feng Ziying could only raise her head and bite her tongue, silently reciting the meditation mantra, wandering around in all things, not daring to think. If she wanted to make any strange movements under such circumstances, it would be a bit too animalistic.
Ping'er was really completely confused.
The scene in front of her completely overturned her cognition. Is this still the second grandma who cursed Uncle Feng all the time not long ago? Is she still the second grandma who is fierce and vehement when she recognizes people? Why is she so unscrupulous?
She threw herself into Uncle Feng's arms and cried, wanting to talk but why didn't she stop talking?
For a moment, she felt that everything in the past had collapsed, and she suddenly realized that the second grandma was no longer the second grandma who used to say one thing and forbid the other. At least her reliance was no longer on the Jia family. Perhaps this backer was no longer careless.
Has someone changed?
Uncle Feng, who had been teasing her some time ago, became increasingly clear and firm, making her look up to him more and more.
She suddenly realized that maybe she and her second mistress would continue to live in this Jia Mansion and continue to be as comfortable and comfortable as before, or even better. I was afraid that they would have to fall in love with the uncle Feng in front of her, and Uncle Feng was here.
The status and influence in the Jia family have vaguely surpassed that of the eldest master and the second master. Even the ancestors seem to respect him in some aspects.
The crying in the room slowly stopped, and there were still a few sobs occasionally. Wang Xifeng finally realized something. How could she suddenly hug the man in front of her so uncontrollably? It had only been a few days since she and Jia Lian had separated. Why?
Have you become so shameless? In the past, I had no choice but to have Brother Keng humiliate me, but today, it was all my own initiative. Although this hug and cry seemed worse than the previous two times, this host and guest
Castling, this is purely my own initiative, it is completely different.
Wang Xifeng was suddenly shocked to realize that how could she unknowingly regard this man who was several years younger than herself as a dependent, or even an indispensable support?
When did this start?
Suddenly letting go of her hand, Wang Xifeng hurriedly grabbed the sweat towel, pretending to wipe the tears on her face, and turned her face and body to the side of the wall, occasionally sobbing and choking, "Brother Keng
, you go,..."
Feng Ziying was a little funny. This woman finally vented her emotions and realized something.
"Okay, Ping'er is not an outsider. What's the matter if he sees it and knows it?" Feng Ziying deliberately blurred her words, seeming to be smiling but not smiling.
Wang Xifeng's face heated up. Why was this guy so shameless? He said this, as if he had already had an affair with him. His face suddenly turned around and glared at the other person, but when he saw the joking look on the other person's face, he was stunned.
Knowing that he had been deceived, he said, "Bah! Stop talking nonsense there, my aunt is totally clear with you..."
"Okay, okay, it's all clear, it has nothing to do with it..." Feng Ziying had an attitude that I understand, which made Wang Xifeng even more angry and sad. She couldn't help but reach out and twist her hand hard on Feng Ziying's waist.
.
At this time, Feng Ziying would no longer be as restrained as she was just now. She stretched out her hand and rubbed Wang Xifeng's slender shoulder. Her eyes were particularly wanton, which made Wang Xifeng suddenly shrink back and hide.
In the corner on the Kang, "Ping'er, come here quickly!"