This morning, we prepared soybean milk. The milk hasn't been warmed yet.
And the doctor has told Wenyi to eat beans as little as possible, which will have an impact on her illness.
The cook was so scared that he shivered all over. Before he could explain, he Zhanfeng turned his head slightly and whispered to Uncle Dong at the door, "later, I don't want to see him in his home again."
Old lady he was stunned. She frowned at he Zhanfeng and said, "Xiao qiao'er likes to drink soy milk. If you don't drink soy milk, you can't have a good breakfast. I asked them to send soy milk first, and it's just warm. Before you come, the milk will be cold."
"What do you think is wrong with my arrangement?"
Listening to the old lady, he Zhanfeng glanced at the little bridge holding Liang Ning's thigh.
It turned out that they regarded the little boy who didn't know where he came from as their ancestor's offering.
They doted on him before he admitted that he was his son.
If you really live in he's family, then how can you get rid of it?
Even a little servant dares to ignore Wen Yi?
He didn't change his face. He just whispered back, "he doesn't need to be a wallflower. He doesn't need people who like to flatter and flatter
"It's not that you don't arrange it properly, but that I hate such people."
His reply was perfect, so that the old lady could not attack.
The room fell silent again.
Only the cook, shivering all over, looked at Mrs. he and Liang Ning with a look of help.
"Uncle Dong!" He Zhanfeng is more and more impatient, and he shouts at the door.
"Yes." Uncle Dong came in quickly.
Since the old lady wants to face the mother and son, the cook also deliberately looks at the old lady's face and ignores the warm food, then he will not let him go.
It's like educating his subordinates that if they make a mistake for the first time, they will feel that he is kind and will not punish them. If they make a mistake for the next time, they will only surpass them.
I learned a lesson for the first time, and then I knew how to do it was right.
As soon as Uncle Dong came to him, he sighed and said, "take it down."
"Besides, since he has no ears, it seems useless to keep them."
"Zhan Feng!" The old lady's face changed and she cried in a deep voice.
He Zhanfeng is against her. He doesn't give her face!
He meant to set an example to others!
He Zhanfeng is still deaf, just looking at the child.
After a few seconds, he whispered, "Xiaoqiao Er, your mother won't teach you how to be a man. Then I'll teach you that breakfast is not prepared for you alone. You like to drink Soybean milk, which doesn't mean that everyone else will drink with you!"
"If you can't eat without soybean milk, then don't eat. Go out and stand! No one's used to you! "
"Qiao'er is still feverish. What are you doing? Don't you dare move him Old lady he immediately reluctantly took xiaoqiaoer into her arms and said in a deep voice.
He Zhanfeng picked his eyebrows and whispered back, "even if you protect him today, I won't let him have breakfast."
He doesn't get angry, doesn't have to be strong, doesn't lift the table.
Because before entering the door, he had already discussed with Wen Yi that he would not get angry today.
"I'll let him eat. What can you do?" The old lady immediately picked up a barbecued pork bun and handed it to xiaoqiaoer, saying, "xiaoqiaoer, eat, don't be afraid, grandma is protecting you!"
He Zhanfeng slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, looked at the child and said in a soft voice, "you dare to eat now, and you are not allowed to eat in the next three days."
Xiaoqiao'er was so scared that he shivered again. Tears fell down in a string. He didn't dare to cry, but he only dared to sob in a low voice.
He is really afraid of he Zhanfeng.
From the moment he Zhanfeng entered the door, he was afraid.
Even with the old lady protecting him, he didn't dare to eat steamed stuffed buns.
He Zhanfeng stared at him for a while, and continued to whisper, "and, you remember, it's because you can't drink Soybean milk, so someone you don't know has lost an ear!"
"Now, stand up to the door and stand outside the door. I'll count to three if I don't go out..."
Xiaoqiao Er didn't wait for him to speak the threatening words. He was so scared that he jumped out of Mrs. he's arms and ran outside the door.
Wen Yi silently watched what happened on the table, sat on the chair and said nothing.
When xiaoqiaoer ran out, she looked back and took a look.
His eyes darkened.
The cook took it away, and the child went out. He Zhanfeng then picked up the chopsticks on the table and gave Wenyi the milk flavored pastry she liked and put it in her bowl.
Wen Yi lowered her head slightly and took a bite.
Then, quickly, he looked up at Mrs. he's face.
The old lady was obviously very angry, but she didn't know how to teach he Zhanfeng. She was so angry that she shivered all over.For a long time, I pointed to he Zhan as if nothing had happened. "I've been looking forward to a great grandson for so many years. You're so good!"
"Grandma has never forced you to do anything. You mean to be angry with me, don't you?"
"Yes, you didn't force us. You just helped." He Zhanfeng nodded and agreed to return.
Liang Ning watched, immediately sat down beside the old lady, patted her on the back and said in a low voice, "it's OK, grandma, it's OK! It's OK for xiaoqiaoer to stand for a moment if he makes a mistake. Children... "
He Zhanfeng slightly narrowed his eyes, straight to Liang Ning and said in a low voice, "you, shut up."
With a sense of threat.
Liang Ning did not even dare to look into he Zhanfeng's eyes. He lowered his head and did not dare to make a sound.
Wen Yi, half coaxed and half forced by he Zhanfeng, takes a few mouthfuls of food and suddenly whispers to old lady he, "grandma, if you don't like Wen Wen, Wen Wen can go."
Old lady he was stunned.
She didn't mean that.
Wen Yi pursed the corners of her mouth, got up and bowed to old lady he.
He Zhanfeng is reaching for a wet towel to wipe her mouth. Unexpectedly, Wen Yi gets up and walks away.
His face sank.
Looking at Liang Ning.
"You wait for me." He toward Liang Ning to bite a tooth, soft voice way.
When he Zhanfeng chases back, Wen Yi is sitting on the corridor, lying beside the railing, looking at the two cats in the small garden.
He Zhanfeng was relieved that she didn't leave.
He went to her body, half squatted in front of her, whispered, "Wenwen, give my brother a few more days, OK?"
A few days will be enough. Liang Ning will leave.
Wen Yi side head, looked at him, slightly pouted, did not speak.
Eyes are still clear, but inexplicably with a little, melancholy feeling.
He Zhanfeng didn't know what to say. He promised Wenyi that he would do it.
He stretched out his hand and put Wenyi's thin body into his arms. Warm chin, gently placed on his shoulder, smelling the faint fragrance of Cologne on his body, then reached out, hooked his neck and hugged him.