Gu Fenghua and others petrified again. This time, they finally determined that it was not an illusion, it was all true. However, a good scholar should be polite, a good gentle and virtuous person should be good, and floating clouds are the real floating clouds.

"Sister Wenru, what did her brother-in-law do wrong?" Gu Fenghua looked at the man sympathetically and asked.

"He has done a lot of wrong things. It's not good for him to help me raise a flower. He has raised hundreds of pots and a demon pet. He has raised hundreds and even embroidered a purse. I don't know what he can do." At this point, the gentle and virtuous on Wenwan's face was swept away, revealing a evil spirit.

Well, from a certain point of view, as a woman, it's really tragic to have a husband who can't do anything well. No matter how virtuous and virtuous she is, it's inevitable that she will become a hero.

However, after listening to her words, not to mention Ye Yunji and others, even Gu Fenghua and Luo en are in the same cold sweat: please, these things are women are better at, OK? You just let an adult raise flowers and birds, and even let him embroider his purse. Why don't you just give him up or stab him to death.

Frankly speaking, Gu Fenghua is not a sympathetic person, but at this moment, seeing the poor figure in the corner of the wall, he can't help feeling soft.

"Wanru elder sister, it seems that men are not very good at these things." Gu Fenghua's kind advice.

"Oh, and that kind of thing?" Wenwanru looks at Gu Fenghua in doubt. It seems that he really doesn't know.

"Yes, yes, I told you before that you didn't believe it. Now others say so. You should believe it. These are the things that women do. It's hard for me to let me do them as a big man." The man in the corner heard Gu Fenghua's words, turned his head and said.

"Kneel down, give you some color, you're going to open a dyeing workshop, aren't you?" Wenwanru is another big curse.

So, the man immediately disappeared, turned back and knelt again. He really knelt as straight as he could, as honest as he could be.

"Fenghua just said that men are not good at it, but not that they can't do it. If you can't do it well, it's your fault." Wenwanru still hasn't calmed down, and then he crossed his waist and scolded loudly.

"What the lady said is extremely true, extremely true. It's not good for her husband. She must be good at living and practicing for her husband, and live up to her entrustment." The man didn't dare to reply and nodded.

Even if he can't see his face behind his back, Gu Fenghua can imagine his flattering face.

Being afraid of his wife, Gu Fenghua was also completely speechless. He wanted to say a few good words for him, but he couldn't say a word.

"Well, I'll let you off for today's face. Get up." Gentle if pour is quite to give Gu Fenghua face, moderate tone says to that man.

"Thank you, madam. Thank you, madam." The man stood up and said with a happy face.

Gu Fenghua then saw that the man was nearly half a hundred years old, thin and small, not tall, and ugly. He belonged to the type that would be forgotten when he was thrown into the pile.

It turns out that he's an old man and a young wife, and his appearance is totally mismatched. No wonder he dotes on Wen Wan so much. No, it's either doting or doting.

"If you want to thank you, thank Fenghua. If it wasn't for her intercession, I wouldn't have spared you so easily." Wen Wanru said.