The First Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Six Chapters Slowly

Meimei wasn't too angry, but it was just a momentary anger. Yan Mingshun just coaxed a few words. She sniffed and rubbed embarrassedly on Yan Mingshun's clothes. ?шщЩ.suimEnG.1a

"I originally wanted to thank him for coming, but his words were so ugly, I couldn't help cursing." Meimei lowered her head and twisted her fingers, as aggrieved by her little daughter-in-law.

Yan Mingshun took out a handkerchief and wiped her face, the tip of her nose was a little red, which was pitiful, but it was even more amusing.

His adoptive father doesn't know what's going on. He clearly likes to frown tightly, but he always wants to make him angry, and he doesn't forgive anyone at all when he speaks. When the two meet, they will pinch him. If they can get along with him peacefully one day It just feels weird!

"It must be my adoptive father's fault. I will teach the old man a lesson when I go back."

His brows broke into a smile, and he took a handkerchief and wiped it on his face, "I'm going back. My mother told me to go back for dinner. It's definitely not peaceful at home tonight."

Thinking of the ugly faces when the old man and Zhao Yingyong left, Meimei's mood was not good again.

I really want to go back to Tsu!

"Don't be afraid, you are my person now, no matter what your grandfather and third uncle say, you just tell them to come to me, and don't say anything else." Yan Mingshun taught her how to deal with it, and nodded vigorously.

There are indeed many things in the farm, Yan Mingshun sent Meimei to Zhao's house and left without speaking to the old man.

"I'm still willing to come back..."

Zhao Yingyong couldn't help being sarcastic, and only said one sentence, and was kicked by An Yafang and glared fiercely, Zhao Yingyong closed his mouth immediately.

"Meimei is back, hurry up and eat. Today, Master Yuan made your favorite stew with dried bamboo shoots. You got the dried bamboo shoots back!" An Yafang smiled and didn't mention what happened at the farm at noon.

The old man didn't mention anything, just said about eating. Zhao Xuehai and his brothers hurriedly picked up their rice bowls and worked hard. At noon, they just watched the fun at the farm, but they didn't get enough to eat.

Meimei couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, although the old man's performance was a little unexpected, but it was just right, saving her from having to talk for a while.

After dinner, Zhao Yingying and the old man were talking in the study. Brother Zhao Xuefeng was not interested in these things, so he avoided going out to meet friends.

"Dad, why don't you talk about eyebrows, look at what she said today,

Is this to be divorced from the Zhao family? "Zhao Yingyong was indignant...

The old man's face was still gloomy. He took out a pack of cigarettes from Zhao Yingyong's pocket, lit a cigarette with trembling hands, and began to puff of smoke under Zhao Yingyong's surprised eyes.

Ten years ago, he followed the doctor's advice and started quitting smoking. After ten years of quitting, he never smoked a cigarette again, but today he is really stuck and desperately needs a cigarette to relieve his troubles.

After smoking three cigarettes in a row, the old man stopped, his face looked better, he sighed and said to Zhao Yingyong: "Don't worry about Helianqing in the future, wait for your mother. After leaving, our family will move out of the compound and live in peace."

"dad……"

Zhao Yingyong exclaimed, unable to understand how his father could be so reluctant to make progress!

The old man waved his hand impatiently and told him to get out of the way. Now he is annoyed when he sees these three sons, and they are useless at all, and there is not even anyone around him who can advise.

Of course he couldn't really be as indifferent as he said, but he couldn't be in a hurry.

At the farm today, Meimei obviously wants to distance herself from the Zhao family and has an opinion on the Zhao family. He can't be too hasty, otherwise it will be counterproductive.

He did not believe that his granddaughter would really watch the Zhao family suffer, and he would not do anything!

Meimei: You still believe it, the tortoise bastard shot!