Feng Yiheng didn't say anything ~

Looking at such a son, Zhao felt sad. The old saying goes, no one knows his son, and he doesn't know his son, but he doesn't know his son. Although Zi Feng Yiheng didn't refute it now,...

Her lips were slightly pursed, her eyelids drooped half of her pupils, and her thumb was buckled by the other four fingers... This means that her son didn't say it, but she felt resistance in her heart. This was silently denying what she said just now.

"Son..." Zhao sighed, his eyes flushed, "I know that you don't agree with your mother's words..."

"Mother, the child has no ~"

"You know your son, mother, you crawled out of my intestines. What do you think in your heart? Even if you don't say it, can't I see it as a mother?" Zhao stretched out his hand and pointed it at Feng Yiheng's heart. "I don't blame you for my mother. Fang is accustomed to acting, and she gave birth to a clever mouth. The blackness of her tongue can be said to be white by her. But, son~, the ears are weak, but the eyes are not true. Think about it carefully and ask your heart, which is right and who is wrong, can you not "see" yourself?"

"Yes, I have always disliked Fang's family. Until now, I still don't like her, especially the Feng family in Jingdu City. After Feifei's incident, my dislike for her has increased~" Zhao did not hide his dislike for Fang Qianru at all, "Don't rush to interrupt, listen to me finish this~"

He waved his hand and stopped Feng Yiheng's words. Zhao continued to say...

"I don't like Fang's eyes and secretly made things difficult for Wang. Is it her to tell you? No, it shouldn't be her "personally"? The "loyal" girl who serves her will not complain to you because of her "abuse" by her mother. Then when you want to prove it to Wei's mother, Fang will stop you? Like a flower of Zhiyu, she advises you not to ruin the relationship between our mother and son because of some "small things".

"Did you often see Fang crying behind people before? She always asks her, but she always wants to speak but stops? Then she always smiles and says it's okay, she's not wronged? Who dares to give her a master a grievance? Yes, who dares to 'pinch' their body contract, and can give her a grievance to the master who doesn't listen to her at any time. You, a husband, are you the one who cares the most about your wife? Our family has only a few masters? So, I am the only one who can give her grievances, but I am the only one who can give her grievances~"

"When you return home, you will occasionally walk through the garden or pass by a courtyard and hear a few servants whispering there, praising the wife how to make you feel good? How can you be kind and how can you be filial? Sighing that the wife at home is not easy..."

"By the way, there is also..."

Zhao's bars continued to talk about it in a series of ways? It was so smooth that it didn't even burp. But, these lines? One by one? Listen to it? Why is it so familiar?!

"Why, do you think it's very familiar?" Finally, Zhao asked with a smile, "These are all the tricks left in the back house, but no one will be fooled. They have eyes and ears, but they don't think about it carefully..." When he said this last sentence, Zhao looked at Feng Yiheng and said to him, his face turned blue and white.

"My son has been an official outside for several years, and he has been in charge of the party. There are many cases that have been cut off. You really haven't had any suspicion or felt that there was nothing wrong with it?! It is true that Fang Qianru's design was clever and it was not easy to see. Later, she was satisfied with your preference for her, and the small methods she used became much rougher. In this way, many things became traces to be found. You really didn't see them at all?!"

"No, you probably saw it, but you subconsciously ignored it because you don't want to destroy the good days of your enjoyment, your wife is virtuous, your son is filial, and your family is 'harmonious'!"

"No, my child hasn't..." Feng Yiheng's face turned pale, but the rebuttal seemed so pale and powerless~

"Wei Mother doesn't want to argue with you whether there is any problem or not. We always plan for our children and grandchildren, and for our children, what is the point of sacrifice for our mother?" Zhao stretched out his hand and grabbed his son's big palm. Feng Yiheng's palm was not delicate, but on the contrary, it was a little rough. He was poor at a young age and worked hard for a young man. In addition to helping his mother work, there were also thick calluses left by the book plowing every day.

With a sigh, a hint of heartache flashed in Zhao's eyes...

"Your father died early, leaving us orphans and widows... If it weren't for the care of our clan, my son wouldn't have been studying and practicing calligraphy, but I'm afraid he would have been unable to eat. Do you still remember your classmate Zheng's family when you were young?"

"Remember." Feng Yiheng nodded.

The Zheng family brother mentioned by Zhao was his best friend when he was studying in his hometown. He was a farming and studying family just like his family. At that time, according to the teacher, Zheng family brother was one of their most talented people, better than many of his contemporaries, including him. However, later, not only did the Zheng family brother not become a scholar, passed the imperial examination, became a Jinshi, and became an official, but on the contrary, he did not even pass the exam for the child's voice.

Don't get me wrong. It's not that Zheng'er is like everyone else, but that he has lost the qualification to study. Just when Zheng'er was preparing to take the exam for Tongsheng, his father heard bad news and died on the way to the provincial examination. Zheng'er first misfortune the Tongsheng exam for his father, and then the blessings come unparalleled. The misfortune never comes alone. There are few pillars in the family. The orphan and widowed mother will be bullied. First, the land was occupied, and then the plowing ox was robbed. Finally, the orphan and widowed mother were driven out of their homes and moved into the broken cottage...

And the people who do these are not others, but their relatives of the Zheng family~

Feng Yiheng still remembers that when he was a high school Jinshi, he had heard about the news about Zheng Jiaer when he returned home to parade with his grace. At that time, Zheng Jiaer had no longer had the spirituality of the past, but had become a timid old farmer. The deep folds on his face made him look at least ten years older than him. He also told his mother about this. His mother was kind and gave him some silver to the Zheng Jiaer, and used his hometown to keep the land and seeds of his childhood.
Chapter completed!