Chapter 1356 Tears at the peak of Shuiyang Peak in West Lake

  Zheng's brows frowned.

   "The pinnacle, this body can't be repaired. Your body is good enough. Besides, I got angry when I drank too much."

  Yang Dianfeng: Three days ago, did his mother dislike him for being thin?

  Only three days, how did it all change?

   "Don't eat too much ball, mother will make soup for you at night." The double mark showed vividly.

  Yang Dianfeng almost cried: "Mother, doesn't it mean getting angry if you drink too much?"

  Zheng's eyebrows curled up: "You can't eat or sleep."

  The ball hummed muffledly, and his shoulders trembled.

  All the good dishes are by Qiuqiu, Yang Dianfeng is surrounded by congee and small dishes, before...

  This treatment is his.

  Everyone else is at odds with her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and his family...

  Bah, baah, what a daughter-in-law.

  Yang Dianfeng's ears blushed, and he was holding a bowl of porridge, and his face was afraid to look at the ball.

  At the end of the meal, Yang Dianfeng was still sour in his heart.

   "Mother, the ball is really not at Yang's house. She..."

   "If you talk about it, give me out." Zheng gave him a glaring look.

  The girl’s house was hidden in his house, and her fame was broken. He didn’t marry him when she was born. Why did she give birth to such a son?

   Feeling his mother's gaze, Yang Dianfeng had to shrink his neck.

  The two went out of the dining room, and they saw that there seemed to be a sound of digging in the yard.

  It's such a big night, there are still people working.

   "Mother, what are you doing?" Yang Dianfeng was a little surprised when he saw that the crowd had transported a lot of soil out.

  "Dig a pond and build a small attic on the pond." Zheng said softly.

Yang Dianfeng looked happy: "Mother, you finally want to open it. How many years my son persuaded you to dig up the small garden to build a pond, raise some fish, and plant some lotus flowers. There are some pavilions and pavilions on it, which will be better than yours. The garden is beautiful." Yang Dianfeng felt very happy, his mother knew that he was treating him badly, and specifically granted his many years of request.

  The smile on Zheng's face paused, and it happened that the mother came over and smiled: "Sir, you should be happy now? You have to thank the ball girl for this matter."

  "It was the ball girl who said that she had dinner at night and wanted to take a walk in the water pavilion. The lady immediately asked her to dig the pool."

  Yang Dianfeng? ? ?

  Ball ball smirked, covering his mouth: "Pool...I, mine." Pointing to himself, his back was very proud.

  Yang Dianfeng looked at Zheng with tears in his eyes: "Mother, tell me honestly, is she the daughter of your living away?"

  Zheng gave her a blank look, and walked with her soft and cute daughter to digest.

  Yang Dianfeng felt bitter, so bitter.

  I don’t know why, but deep in my heart, I feel happy, like eating honey.

  As soon as Yang Dianfeng returned to his residence, he heard the front yard come to report.

  "My son, someone gave you a food box. It seems to be for soup or something?" Xiao Si whispered.

  Yang Dianfeng’s eyes lit up, his mother wanted to open it? Still think that your own son is reliable?

  Just thinking about it, his mother is now walking around the garden with the ball.

   "Who sent it?"

   "I heard that it is from the Ruan family. It seems that it is the third girl from the Ruan family. It is said that it is the son who thanked him for the relief."

  A face appeared in front of Yang Dianfeng, a woman somewhat similar to a ball.

  A few days ago, he did make a clearance by coincidence.

  Zheng once again saw him at the banquet and saw Miss Ruan San once more. Afterwards, she invited the Ruan family to come to the house to play for a while.

  But since the ball appeared, Zheng has not contacted the Ruan family again.

  The previous contact between the two companies is also within the scope, but there is no overstepping.

  (End of this chapter)