Chapter 2812

At this time, Feng Shaojin was a little thankful for his obsession with cleanliness. If he had been careless and deliberately stimulated her with other women, he would have driven her away long ago...

She was completely disappointed with Gong Su, probably because Gong Su protected Cheng Xinqi.

If a man can't figure it out, it really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Mo Lingwei said again: "There is a bond between men and women. If I get too close to other men, if I have no manners and no shame at all, don't you think I am a frivolous person?

A frivolous and watery person is not worthy of the other half.

What you do is not only a humiliation to yourself, but also a humiliation to the other half. "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin felt inexplicably happy: "What madam said is very true."

Mo Lingwei's words completely saved him from worrying about gains and losses.

Sure enough, she is not the kind of person who is easily emotional, nor is she the kind of person who can easily get along with other men.

For so many years, she really only had him in her heart, and she never deviated from it...

The bedroom has been cleaned clean, and the cobwebs and dust webs on the eaves have also been wiped off, but there is a musty smell in it because no one has lived in it for a long time, which is rather unpleasant.

The doors and windows have been opened for ventilation, and the door locks have been rusted for a long time.

Feng Shaojin brought some straw from the haystack outside, spread the quilt on the bed, pressed it, and it was soft enough to lie on.

Feng Yichen stood at the door, "Brother, you even brought the bedding? Why didn't you remind me to bring it? How could I sleep?"

Feng Shaojin raised his finger and pointed outside: "You can sleep in straw."

Feng Yichen: "..."

He Wenhao walked over with a smile: "Renzhi brought a sheet, if Master Yichen doesn't dislike it, you can take it for emergency."

Of course Feng Yichen didn't dislike it.

Shinobi is really a good boy, he is extremely thoughtful, and has everything he brings.

Mo Lingwei put the flowers that Feng Shaojin picked halfway into a simple bottle, and the faint fragrance spread in the bedroom, dispelling the stale smell inside.

After sitting in the carriage for a long time, the bones were about to fall apart due to the bumps. The three of them casually ate some dry food they carried with them for dinner, and then went back to the house to sleep.

the second day.

When Mo Lingwei opened his eyes, the morning light had just shone through the gap in the room, and the man beside him had disappeared.

She put on her clothes and got up, only to feel that the temperature was a little hotter than yesterday.

There was a clattering sound from the yard and the sound of an ax on a tree branch.

Mo Lingwei pulled up her long hair, opened the window, and looked out, and saw Feng Shaojin was chopping firewood, and well water was rushing down from the bamboo tube, washing the vegetables and white rice.

He Wenhao was throwing wood into the big stove at the entrance of the courtyard, and was washing the pot and dishes with patience.

Feng Yichen sat lazily on the tree stump with a straw in his mouth: "Brother, why did you and sister-in-law come here to suffer?

Isn't it good to be served by others? Why do you have to do it yourself?

Doesn't the Simmons big bed in the mansion feel good?

Those straws made me itchy all over, and it hurt me to death. "

What's the difference between this and asking for trouble? A pampered young man like him is indeed only suitable for living a good life with material abundance.

After Feng Shaojin finished chopping firewood, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead: "Your sister-in-law and I, as long as we are together, no matter where we are, we never feel guilty.

When she was studying in Western countries, she often went to the desolate and old mountains to collect medicine. The environment was much more difficult than now, and she never complained. "