Chapter 211
Xu Fengjiao didn't need to look up to know how Han Chunmei's expression was twisted together. She remembered that when Han Chunmei first came, the little dumplings didn't wash their hands before eating, and Han Chunmei said something before they ate.

Han Fugui's behavior now, to Han Chunmei, is tantamount to spitting in Han Chunmei's job bowl.

No one can eat it.

In order to lose weight, Xu Fengjiao filled a small amount of rice, and she didn't plan to eat it after eating, but in view of the current situation, Xu Fengjiao had to get up to fill up some more rice, and exchanged a bowl for Han Chunmei by the way.

"Third brother, you have worked hard today, eat more!"

As she said that, Xu Fengjiao picked up Han Chunmei's rice bowl, and then poured all of Han Chunmei's rice into Han Fugui's bowl. The rice instantly piled up into a hill and almost fell on the table.

"Auntie, your bowl is dirty, I'll give you a new one."

Xu Fengjiao looked at Han Chunmei respectfully. Han Chunmei was very grateful for Xu Fengjiao's behavior at this time. If Xu Fengjiao was not like this, she really couldn't maintain the dignity of her elders and would throw away the meal.

Zichu didn't speak all the time, and his attention was all on the things in his hands. He didn't find it interesting until he saw the rice in Han Fugui's bowl popping out, so he muttered a few words.

"The rice bucket. The food in the rice bucket is about to fall."

Dementia like Zichu's is actually easy to have more exaggerated views on some things, but Han Fugui doesn't know.

As Zichu said, he also smiled, this was the first time he laughed since the incident of getting money in the afternoon.

Han Fugui originally felt resentful for being humiliated by Xu Fengjiao, but he endured it in order to perform well in front of Han Chunmei.

But this idiot in front of him might be someone Xu Fengjiao found from some strange family. Every time he came before, Xu Fengjiao's house always had a lot of outsiders. Now an outsider or a fool can laugh at him, he is not used to it!

"You idiot, you are still so rude in other people's house. Didn't your mother teach you to keep your mouth shut when you go out?!"

When Zichu entered the door, he didn't speak, because he trusted the people in the environment, and Han Chunmei didn't take care of Zichu specially, which was also Xu Fengjiao's order to give Zichu a chance to integrate into the environment.

So Han Fugui didn't expect that Zichu would be the son of his shrewd and powerful aunt, so he started to scold at ease, no matter how the family is, they shouldn't fight against him because of an outsider!

Zichu was most likely to be irritated by being called a "fool". When Han Fugui said these two words, Zichu became agitated again.

"No, Zichu is not a fool"

Han Chunmei hugged Zichu nervously. At this moment, Xu Fengjiao came in with her rice bowl in her hand. Seeing this scene, she hurriedly put down her rice bowl and went to check Zichu's situation.

Han Fugui was also intimidated by Zichu's appearance at first, but seeing Xu Fengjiao anxious, he felt a little refreshed, so he began to make sarcastic remarks.

"Sister-in-law, my elder brother used to be weak and couldn't control you, so it's fine if you bring some strange people home, but now that my aunt is still here, why did you bring this fool back, and let my aunt suffer with you for no reason. "

The idiot was still plausibly talking about a fool, and Xu Fengjiao checked Zichu's situation while comforting Han Chunmei that she didn't have time to talk to Han Fugui.

The cold light in Han Mu's eyes couldn't be hidden, staring at Han Fugui as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Shut up, take your rice bowl and eat in the yard, flies don't deserve to sit on the table with people."

For the people Han Mu cares about, as long as someone offends him, no matter who it is, he will not show any affection.

Both Han Chunmei and Xu Fengjiao are the most important people in my life.

Han Fugui offended two at once, how could Han Mu let it go.

But Han Fugui is still running around like a pig out of the slaughterhouse, and he doesn't know why Han Mu treats him like this.

"Brother, I'm fighting for you and my aunt! Why do you still blame me?!"

A fool is a fool, even if Han Mu has already said this, he still refuses to shut up.

"Since you think about my aunt and me in this way, and you also said that it is for the reunion of the family, then from today onwards, take on the work of pouring the night incense and cleaning the night incense barrel at home."

When Han Fugui was at home, his mother did all these jobs. He didn't want such a dirty job.

"Pour Yexiang? I... can I do something else?"

Han Mu raised his eyebrows.

"Then also dispose of the slop bucket after meals every day. Auntie loves cleaning the most. If you don't handle it well, it will be treated as a crime of disobedience to the elders. Now you can go out!"

On the other side, Xu Fengjiao, taking advantage of Zichu's illness, took Zichu's pulse, checked Zichu's head, and found a not so obvious bump on the top of Zichu's head.

Xu Fengjiao took a closer look, and found that a thin callus had grown on that place, which seemed to have been there for many years. The shape just covered the entire top of the head, as if someone had used something to beat it for a long time.

"Auntie, I took Zichu's pulse and found that Zichu's pulse is quite normal. It's not like the dementia caused by fever as you mentioned. Combined with the injury on the head, I'm afraid Zichu's dementia is caused by long-term beating and stimulation. , It just happened to be caused by a weaker body when you have a fever."

Xu Fengjiao's words broke Han Chunmei to the core. She was depressed all day long because of her relationship with Wang Heng, and cared very little for Zichu. Han Chunmei only gave up on Wang Heng when Zichu was ten years old.

During those ten years, Zichu was taken care of by the Wang family's nanny and the little maid who later came to power. How could Han Chunmei bear the long-term beating and stimulation that Xu Fengjiao said.

"Zichu, it's mother who is sorry for you, mother is wrong!"

Han Chunmei hugged Zichu and cried on the ground. When Han Fugui heard Han Chunmei address Zichu's self-proclaimed "mother", he was covered in cold sweat. What the hell did he do!

Seeing Han Chunmei sad for Zichu, Xu Fengjiao felt very empathetic in her heart. Ever since she had three small dumplings, Xu Fengjiao seemed to have an extremely soft place in her body, which was about the mother and the child.

"Third brother, do you now know who the rude one is, who is the one who was born but not raised by a mother?! What Mr. Xianggong said is not clear enough? If you don't go out again, don't blame me for throwing you out with my job!"

Xu Fengjiao now sees Han Fugui as disgusting, if not for his surname Han, she would have kicked him out directly.

But Han Chunmei was not only Han Mu and Han Jun's aunt, but also Han Fugui's aunt. Han Chunmei didn't say anything to push her away, so Xu Fengjiao was willing to continue to tolerate Han Fugui.

It's just that Xu Fengjiao has to figure out how to tolerate it.

(End of this chapter)

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