The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Zhao Xinxin was really scared. She wondered what the consequences would be if she continued to get involved. Will she be treated with the same means?

If she's treated like this, can she live well?

One question after another sounded in Zhao's mind. At this time, a voice was uploaded, which was Zhao's master: “See? It's not that I can't deal with you, I just don't want to deal with you, don't really take yourself too seriously, don't think about what you do, people can't help you. ”

Zhao Xinhui's body became incredibly stiff because of Zhao's words. She turned to look at Zhao Xinhui: “Father, am I still your daughter? Why are you doing this to me, demeaning me like this? ”

Master Zhao laughed: “Despise you? It's really not necessary, although I haven't seen the child, but from Ming Xiang and Ming Woo's mouth, I know it's a very good child, and it's normal for you to like it, but if you want to make a move, that woman is what happens to you. ”

Now he is not worried about what Zhao Xinxin will do to make people feel uncomfortable. With such a pair of parents, even if she wants to play tricks, what can she do? With parents like that, the kid named Jomo Maple must be nowhere near there.

Master Zhao's words, like a thorn, deep into Zhao's heart, made her face a little white, also very afraid.

Madam Zhao was unhappy to see Master Zhao train his daughter in front of so many people. “What are you talking about children in front of so many people? Speaking of such a vulgar woman who would like it, our hearts look at that Jomo Maple that's his outfit. ”

In the heart of every parent, the child is the best, even Mrs. Zhao, in her heart, she feels that her daughter is the best, no one else can compare.

Master Zhao saw that Lady Zhao stopped talking at a glance, not irrefutable, but felt that there was no need at all. How can such a person, educated children, be better?

Turning to look at Zhao Xin, who had lost his soul, Master Zhao coldly said: “You're on your own. ”

“Dad...”

“All right, mind, ignore him. That's what your father did."

Lady Zhao's words gave Zhao a heart bone. She nodded with a smile. The smile on her face never left: “Mother, I know. ”

Master Zhao shook his head, so that he felt good about himself, he really didn't want to continue saying anything.

Ishimatsu was invited to dine together at the tavern. His face was still very confused on the way there. Is that really Jomo's mother? Amazing, and... so admirable.

If her mother was that good, wouldn't a fool have gotten to that point? Thinking of his own mother, Ishimatsu's heart was a little dark.

“What's the matter? ”

“Nothing, I just thought of my parents.” Shi Songqiang pulled out a smile that was not a laugh, his thick eyes turned into a trance, somewhat confused.

“Go back and see if they want to. ”

Ishimatsu shook his head: “I can't go back. My parents are dead. ”

“Uh... sorry about that.” No wonder the look on his face like what happened before, like envy, like blame again, so that's why.

“It's okay, I'm used to it.” Stone Pine shook his head.

What else did Jomo want to say, but he had been dragged by Ning Mengyao and shook his head at the same time, indicating that she should stop talking.

Jomo nodded sharply and said some interesting topics that eased the heavy atmosphere.

“Uncle Joe, wait a minute. ”

Mr and Mrs Qiao Tianchan turned around and looked at Zhao Mingxiang, who had caught up with him. It was strange in his heart. Is there something wrong with him?

“What's wrong with you? ”

“Well, my dad said he wanted to invite Uncle Joe to dinner with Aunt Joe.” Zhao Mingxiang smiled.

If it had been, his father wouldn't have done it because he was worried it would cause them trouble, but now he's totally fine.

Even if Lady Zhao and Zhao Xin come with us, they are not afraid of what will happen to them.

Ning Mengyao thought a little and agreed: "Okay. ”