The Favored Little Peasant Has Stolen the Heroine’s Life!

Chapter 182: don't take the blame

   Chapter 182

   After the old man finished speaking, he slowly turned back to the house with his hands behind his back.

   Originally, he wanted to say more. But in the end, I chose to say three points and leave seven points, just because Yuan Zhaodi and Xiao Li are husband and wife, they are a couple.

  It is often said that between the couple, the head of the bed fights and the end of the bed.

   If the two of them reconcile after two days, then he is no longer human.

   When the old man returned home, Mrs Zeng eagerly grabbed his sleeve and said, "You didn't talk nonsense, did you?"

   As expected of a couple, Zeng knows his old man quite well.

   "No nonsense, can I talk nonsense?"

  The old man gave Zeng Shi a look, "I just gave the fourth elder a lesson and gave him a few pointers."

"Ugh!"

  The old man sat down, sighed, looked at Zeng Shi, and said, "You know what? I just found out today that the fourth child of our family seems to be taught to be stupid by us!"

"What?!"

   Mr. Zeng stared, the fourth child was taught to be stupid?

  The old head of Yuan continued to speak, and briefly explained the situation of chatting with Yuan Zhaodi just now.

   "Old lady, you say, is the fourth child being taught to be stupid by us?"

   The old man never dreamed that his smart and sensible son would be so stupid about the way the two couples get along.

   "Old man, according to what you said, is it our fault that the fourth and his daughter-in-law have become like this?"

   Although Mr. Zeng was also surprised, he was more upset.

   She doesn't only have one son, all five sons teach the same way, why are the others not like the fourth child? She doesn't carry this pot.

   "That's not what you say!"

   The old man thought for a while, and said slowly, "The two of them have become like this, and they have some problems themselves. It can't be said that it's all our fault."

Although    is quite self-blame, the old boss doesn't think that the old couple should bear the main responsibility for this.

   Yuanbao also woke up at this moment, and he was thinking about this when he heard the conversation of his grandmother.

   However, she just thought about it for a while and stopped thinking about it.

  It is difficult for honest officials to cut off housework!

   She's a precocious little brat who hasn't figured out her own affairs yet, so how can she have the energy to care about other things.

   "Jiaojiao, wake up, are you hungry?"

   As Yuanbao woke up, Zeng unilaterally terminated the communication with the old man, and turned to look at his precious granddaughter.

   "Milk, I'm hungry!"

   It is already three poles in the sun, and Yuanbao is really hungry.

   "The millet porridge is cold, and the egg custard is also a little cold. Let the milk warm it up for you!"

   Mr. Zeng immediately took away the millet porridge and egg soft noodles and went straight to the kitchen.

   In this case, Mrs Peng was still cooking breakfast in the kitchen. Seeing Mrs Zeng coming over, Mrs Peng quickly stood up with a smile and greeted Mrs Zeng.

   "Second daughter-in-law, how long will it take for your meal to be ready?"

   "It's out of the pot right now!"

   Mrs Peng hurriedly responded, she was also a frequent cook, how could she not see that Mrs Zeng was going to bring millet porridge and egg soft noodles back to China.

   "Mother, I also cooked millet porridge, how about you serve a bowl first and let Jiaojiao eat it first?"

  The taste and texture of millet porridge that has been boiled twice is not a little bit worse than the first time.

   When Mr. Peng spoke like this, Mr. Zeng undoubtedly gave Zeng a high glance.

"also!"

   Mr. Zeng pondered for a while, and then accepted the kindness of the third daughter-in-law.

   is just a bowl of millet porridge, really nothing.

  The millet porridge is freshly made, and the taste and taste are naturally top-notch. The fly in the ointment is the egg soft noodles, either steamed directly in the pot or remade.

   (end of this chapter)