Kill That Man

Madam Young busyly said, "That's just how much it is, and when Yingdi came out, he looked at him, and he was happy."

Yu Qingyao was sitting a bit.

The young lady saw it, and said gleefully, "Sister, wouldn't you not prepare a gift for the younger brother?"

Yu Qingyao nodded his head hard.

Madam Young looked at her deeply and smiled, "My husband received your gift, but he was very happy, and the baby couldn't bear to let me have a look."

Upon hearing this, the lady immediately quit and sneered: "Is it? I don't care what you give him, it must be doubled for my son!"

Yu Qingyao was speechless.

Madam Young looked curious about her baby and asked with a smile, "Sister, what did you give my husband?"

Yu Qingyao said in his heart: What special, can I tell you? Let you know, your jar of vinegar must be knocked over. Yes, your jar of vinegar turned over last night, and now the sour taste is straight to Jiuxiao.

She grinned and said playfully: "This is my little secret with my brother, I won't tell you!"

Mrs. Young grinds her teeth.

Mrs. Ji looked suspiciously at Mrs. Shao and Yu Qingyao, and always felt that they looked weird and had something to hide from herself.

Mrs. Young smiled strongly: "I heard that my sister traveled all day with the caves of the true disciples. They are all Daomen Junjie. What do you think of them than Yingdi?

Mrs. Ji heard that, and was very upset. She knew that her son was not very devoted to spiritual practice, and was far inferior to any true disciple in terms of talents and morals.

She looked coldly at Yu Qingyao and said in her heart: She must dare to say that my child is inferior to others, and I must teach her.

Yu Qingyao smiled, and said: This guy, this is because he wants to provoke his wife to fight me. Will I be afraid of you?

She smiled suddenly: "In my eyes, naturally it is Yingde's best!"

Mrs. Ji listened, her expression softened.

Mrs. Young asked profoundly, "Is that so? How is it better than my husband?"

Yu Qingyao smiled meaningfully: "Brother Xuande won the true biography of the Sovereign, and it is far more comparable. Xunzi can marry such a proud Langjun, I don't know how many people envy it!"

Mrs. He laughed. I thought: I know, you are the one who admires me! I am not born, I am born, I am married, but you can speak out. Just envy you! I will not give way to you for life or death.

Mrs. Ji listened, and was very unhappy. What she tabooed most was that her son was not as good as Ji Xuande, although she knew it was true.

She smirked. "Is that? What's wrong with my son?"

Yu Qingyao turned to deal with Mrs. Ji and smiled: "Yingde is born extraordinary, just a little lazy. In the future, I will teach him well, his achievements must be unlimited, and he will become a dragon among people."

Mrs. Ji was very happy to hear it, and after looking back, she was unhappy. She wondered in her heart: What do you mean? She taught that my son is the dragon among adults. Does this mean that I don't teach well? I ca n’t teach my son? Is there such a reason?

After listening to it, Mrs. Young smiled and said, "Sister, are you marrying Langjun, or are you going to take a son to teach?"

Yu Qingyao smiled: "The woman's role is to teach the husband and son, I just want to do my part. Sister-in-law, you are doing well!"

Madam Young thought to myself: I did a good job and taught a husband so well that this attracted you the fox spirit.

Yu Qingyao sighed: "In the past, Yingde was surrounded by people who attracted him to play. His wife couldn't stare every day. Yingde was slightly inferior to others. If someone like Yingzi was watching, he would have been like a big brother. The world is famous. "

auzw.com Madam Young smiled awkwardly. I thought: If you praise me, I won't like you. Although you are telling the truth.

After hearing this, Mrs. Ji could not help looking at Mrs. Young and thought: This is not unreasonable. This really helped Xuan De's boy a lot, and her mother's family made a great effort. My child is full of foxes, no wonder my child is out of control. According to people around my child, when my child went out, he was assassinated, and that matter had nothing to do with Yingde. The old man asked Xingtang to investigate, but in the end he left it alone.

My son will have a fight with his elder brother in the future, and this **** cannot help but get rid of it.

Except for her, it was equivalent to breaking Xuan De's arm.

In the corner of Madame Young's eyes, there was a sudden malicious look in Madam's eyes, and she screamed.

Yu Qingyao held up the tea cup leisurely and took a sip, thinking, "You will provoke Madam Ji to deal with me, will I not?"

She put down the tea cup and said to Mrs. Ji intimately, "Auntie, you are right, I should give a gift to Yingde. By the time he comes out, it is autumn. I want to make a robe for him, you say good or not?"

Mrs. Ji smiled, "Okay! But, do you make clothes?"

Yu Qingyao said shyly, "I just learned something new, but the craft is not very good."

Mrs. Ji said with interest, "Is it? Take it? Show me, I will teach you."

Yu Qingyao took out a semi-finished man's robe and laughed: "Auntie, this is for my practice, don't make fun of me."

Mrs. Ji took a closer look, the pins were not flat, it really seemed like a novice's work.

She pondered and understood. Yu Qingyao was also afraid that she would marry into the Ji family soon, so she was practicing female workers in advance. She is satisfied that Yu Qingyao can think of this.

Madam Young curiously reached out and looked up. After just watching the meeting, her face changed.

She remembered the robe she wore yesterday, the cloth, the pattern, and even uneven stitches, just like the one in front of her.

She looked up at Yu Qingyao, but saw that Yu Qingyao was looking at herself meaningfully.

Mrs. Young understood everything, and her face was pale.

Mrs. Ji laughed and instructed Yu Qingyao how to make clothes.

Yu Qingyao listened with an open mind and asked a few words from time to time.

The two met head to head and chatted intimately.

Mrs. Young was white, sitting silently.

Ji Zongzhu took the eldest son to the back garden and saw Yu Qingyao getting along with his wife, and smiled with satisfaction: "What are you talking about? So happy to talk!"

Yu Qingyao got up and saluted, and smiled, "Uncle, I'm discussing with my aunt to make the autumn clothes for Yingde. My aunt taught me a lot of useful things."

Ji Zongzhu listened, and was even more happy, and laughed: "It's still early, not busy doing Qiuyi, Qingyao! Is it OK to live in Yunmeng?"

Yu Qingyao laughed: "Very good! Master treats me very well, Brother Xuande often takes care of me, and my brothers take special care of me. I am very happy, and I am really lucky to be here in Fushan."

Mrs. Young heard that her husband often took care of her, and her face turned whiter.

Ji Zongzhu nodded and smiled: "That's good, I'll call you today, it's the New Year, our family reunite!"

Yu Qingyao answered crisply, "Well! Qingyao understands!"

Ji Zongzhu nodded with satisfaction and greeted everyone to go to the banquet in front.

Today, there is no foreign guest in Jifu, except Yu Qingyao, this is a family feast.