Feng Shugen's family first took a look at the things sent by Zhou's mother's family. There were two half dead pheasants in them, and their eyes were still spinning. The paws are still kicking.
Four or five white radishes. And a handful of cabbages and a handful of shallots. A bag of white flour and a bag of brown rice.
There has been a hot mountain rabbit, half a wild boar leg.
These are all good things. Feng Baitao's eyes are shining. These things are scarce goods in the big cities of the 21st century.
I didn't expect that the Zhou family would send it.
However, such a look, the family's face is more ugly. In the past five years, the Zhou family has given things to the Feng family every other month.
With the help of Zhou's family, although it should not send so many things every time. But in normal times, there are half of them.
According to the Zhou Jiping brothers, there will be no less game.
The more they see it, the more angry they get. Clearly, my mother's family should be very happy to send so many good things. But in the past five years, my father-in-law and mother-in-law have taken their own things without saying anything. I'm not happy.
"Mother, don't be angry. It's useless to be angry. Think of it as feeding the dog. "
Because she had just discussed such a topic before, Feng Baixing looked at so many delicious food, and now her face came down. Open mouth to scold a way.
People looked at her, she immediately some chat up.
"Xing'er is right. Mother, let's treat those things as feeding dogs! "
But don't want to Feng Baitao, but very agree with Feng Baixing's metaphor.
This makes Feng Baixing feel embarrassed.
Zhou is now very convinced of Feng Baitao.
The eldest daughter, after all. I'm also a mother. And the couple saw with their own eyes that Feng Baitao made so much money.
When you see feng Baitao, you have the feeling of seeing a backer.
This feeling formed unconsciously in the hearts of Feng Shugen and Zhou. They didn't even notice.
Zhou nodded. Feng Shugen sighed all the time.
"Niang, I think we'll stew this rabbit tonight. This rabbit is so fat that it should have just died. It's still fresh, two chickens first. But I can't keep it for too long. Tomorrow I'll go to the mountain to pick some mushrooms and stew them. "
"Well, it's all up to you." Zhou handed the rabbit to Feng Baitao, and then tied two pheasants to the kitchen table with ropes. As soon as the two pheasants were caught out of the bag, they immediately flapped their colorful wings.
Thanks to Zhou's care for these pheasants when he was at his mother's house, otherwise they would have run away.
"Mother, didn't they die just now? How can you be so lively so soon? "
"You don't know, this pheasant is the most clever. Its legs and feet are much stronger than ordinary domestic chickens. It can fly. If it's not tied up, they will fly away if they don't pay attention."
The whole family suddenly realized.
"Ann, don't get that pheasant." At this time, Feng Ankang came from another room and saw the colorful pheasant. He was very happy and rushed over. But it was stopped by Zhou.
There was something wrong with his little body.
But as soon as he got close, a pheasant jumped up and pecked at him, which frightened Feng Baitao. Subconsciously, she pounced on Feng Ankang and put him in her arms.
"Ann, are you ok?"
"Mother, I'm fine. Mother, play with me
His eyes, with dependence, fell on himself, and seemed to reject Song Yu. This is a bit of a surprise for Feng Baitao.
Since the little guy knew he had a father, he wished he could stick to him every day, but it's only a few days? You don't stick to him anymore?
Looking at Song Yu's pure eyes, Feng Baitao picks up Feng Ankang, and Song Yu follows him out.
"My sister and brother-in-law are really in love. If only my brother-in-law were not stupid." Feng Baixing looked at the three members of their family and said enviously.
"What nonsense!" Zhou was a little dissatisfied.
"Niang, I'll boil water for you. I'll send it to you with elder brother Qi later."
"What are you doing as a big girl? I'll just go. "
"Well, I'll boil water for you."
Feng Baitao took the rabbit in one hand and his son in the other. When he got to his room, he squatted down and said in a gentle tone, "why doesn't an like playing with his father?"