The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Zhao Xinxin looked at Lady Zhao, expressing a little disappointment: "Mother, do you think they did it on purpose? Deliberately missed us. ”

“I don't think so. We'll come back in the evening and we'll know what's going on.” Lady Zhao's eyes squinted and said.

Zhao Xin was helpless, but could only listen to Lady Zhao. The two went back to Zhao's house first and came back at night.

Every move they made, Zhao Mingxiang knew that he looked at his father impatiently and said, “Dad, do we let them make such a fuss? ”

“What do you think the couple are like? ”

“It's amazing and mysterious. ”

“In that case, what are you worried about?” Master Zhao asked with a smile on his son's face.

Zhao Mingxiang looked stunned and laughed. Yeah, if that's the case, what's he still worried about? Aren't you worried for nothing?

“But if the mothers make too much noise, then Xiaoyu and I won't get along well in front of them.” That's what Zhao Mingxiang was worried about. He really liked those three little guys.

“Don't worry, they're not the kind of indiscriminate people from Ming-woo's story.” Master Zhao spoke directly.

Zhao Mingxiang thought carefully, as if that were the case, he seemed too worried.

“Dad, I know it's probably because I'm so worried.” Zhao Mingxiang said with some embarrassment on his face.

Master Zhao patted his son on the shoulder, rarely did his son like it, how could he not understand his son's meaning.

“Well, not to mention I know all about it.” Master Zhao smiled and said.

Because Master Zhao's words, Zhao Mingxiang was not so worried, but he was afraid that Zhao Xin would make another moth.

That evening, just after dark, Mrs. Zhao went to the tavern with Zhao's heart, and waited a little while for Mr. and Mrs. Qiao Tianchan to return with their three children.

When I saw Ning Mengyao, Lady Zhao's eyes flashed jealousy for no reason.

Her mother, a four-child mother, looks like a bride in her early twenties, unlike her well-maintained, but wrinkled face, which is the least she admits.

“Heart, are you sure this is what Jomo Maple's mother is?” Mrs. Zhao looked at Ning Mengyao and asked with some suspicion.

“Yeah.” Zhao nodded, but she didn't know that Joe Mo Feng was just their son.

Mrs. Zhao frowned, it doesn't look like much.

“Mrs. Joe, please stay.” No matter how unbelievable she may be in her heart, Mrs. Zhao walked past with a hard scalp and greeted her with a smile.

Ning Mengyao stopped and looked at Zhao Xin's mother and daughter: “Madam, I don't know what you're up to. ”

“Mrs. Qiao, I'm Zhao Xin's mother. I want to talk to you about something. Don't know if you have time?” Lady Zhao looked gently at Ning Mengyao and said.

Ning Mengyao picked his eyebrows. It seemed that Zhao Xin's mother had come to the door on her own initiative.

“Then please.” Ning Mengyao smiled and said that she wouldn't smile if she reached out. Since she smiled when she met her face, she couldn't fail to give her face?

“Thank you so much. ”

Zhao Xin happily followed Mrs. Zhao and walked behind. After the two entered Ning Mengyao's cabin, they were all somewhat surprised, especially Mrs. Zhao.

It's not like they've never been to this tavern, but they've never been in a box like this.

Madam Zhao's eyes flashed slightly, and it seemed really different from what her daughter had said. Their families were really different identities.

Mrs Zhao's desire for this affair is all the more important.

“We just got back from outside. If you don't mind, Mrs. Zhao can join us for dinner.” Ning Mengyao's faint invitation to talk.

“You'll have to thank me.” Lady Zhao has a heart attack, it seems that this person is also very good to talk to, so that this can definitely be done.

The smile on Mrs. Zhao's face became more obvious.

Ning Mengyao glanced at Lady Zhao and glanced at the bottom of her eyes.

At dinner, nobody said anything bad. Zhao Xin looked at Ning Mengyao with embarrassment when he knew it was almost over. “Auntie, where did Mo Feng go? ”