The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Madam Zhao looked at her daughter's incredibly shy appearance, with a helpless look in her eyes. She didn't even know what her parents were like. She said here how she knew if it was true?

“Mother, everything I said is true. He is really good. Please help me, and Brother and Joe Mo Feng and his parents are very close.” Zhao Xin looked at Lady Zhao's plea and said, of course, she was smart enough to tell Zhao Mingxiang about the good relationship with the other party.

Lady Zhao glanced at her daughter with suspicion and wondered: “Are you telling me that your brother has a good relationship with someone else? Is this true or false? ”

“Of course it's true. Don't you know the relationship between Brother Zhao and Mingyu? Joe Mo Feng is a good friend of Zhao Mingyu. He must have introduced him to them.” Zhao Xin said that he was somewhat dissatisfied, but his heart hated Zhao Mingyu.

Clearly there are ways, even to help, but Zhao Mingyu is just unwilling to help himself, thinking of this Zhao heart feels very angry, it is just very impatient.

“It's that son of a bitch again. I knew it would happen today. I should have let him die like his short-lived mother.” Mrs. Zhao said harshly.

Now even if she wanted to do it, Zhao Mingyu had only one month at the most of the year at home. Second, since Zhao Mingyu's adulthood, Zhao had given him several people. Not only that, even his own martial arts were not bad, she could not find an opportunity to do it.

Zhao Xinhui nodded deeply, and she also felt that Mother should not have kept this piece of crap, otherwise they would not be pissed off by that bastard.

“Mother, what do we do now? If I continue like this, I will surely be married to Ki Yi by my father. I do not like Ki Yi. I am the daughter of Zhao family and he is not worthy of me.” Zhao Xinxin said with great dissatisfaction.

Lady Zhao shook her head helplessly, looked at her daughter and said seriously: “Don't worry, Mother, can you still pit you? ”

“Mother, what do you mean?” Zhao Xin asked strangely.

“Muyi is just a common man, but he is a man with no opinions and no control. You really want to marry him, how can you pinch him then? Isn't that what you think?” Lady Zhao looked at her daughter and smiled.

Zhao Xinxin, however, didn't think he'd just leave his mouth open: “I don't want to, that kind of person is to give Jomo Mapletti shoes not worthy, I don't want to marry him. ”

“You stupid girl. ”

“Mother, I don't care, you have to help me, as long as I have a relationship with him, even if he still hates me, he has to agree to marry me.” Zhao Xin said naturally.

Madam Zhao looks at the situation of her daughter, it seems that she is not marrying a gentleman. That is not a good thing.

“Mind you don't mess around. ”

“Mother, I'm not messing around. I'm serious. I'm very serious. I have to marry him, no matter what means.” Zhao opened his heart and looked carefully at Lady Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao still wants to persuade you, but how can she persuade you to look at Zhao Xin like this?

“Mom, I know you're the best for me, so help me, okay?” Zhao Xin saw that Lady Zhao still seemed reluctant and hurriedly grabbed her hand and began to delicate.

Mrs. Zhao's head was shaking with some pain, and she finally had to nod her head helplessly to agree.

“You let me think of something. ”

“Great, Mom. I knew you were the best for me. ”

At dinner with the family at night, Lady Zhao looked at Zhao Mingxiang and said with a smile: “Today I've been listening to what Joe Mo Feng Jo Mo Feng's heart has been saying, saying how brilliant he is, I want to see what kind of person he is. Ming Xiang, I heard that you know people too, why don't you invite their families to our house to be guests? ”

Zhao Mingxiang glanced at Master Zhao and saw in the other party's eyes what only each other could understand.

“Mother, I know. ”