After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 233
Seeing Feng Yin hinting to himself, Zhang Yiming said politely: "Zhen Yao has a heart."

Only then did he reach out to take it, and carefully opened the box.

When he saw the contents inside, Zhang Yiming's pupils froze slightly, but he didn't pick up the contents immediately.

Instead, he closed the lid of the box and handed it back: "This gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."

When Feng Yin heard that Zhang Yiming called himself an old man, the corners of Feng Yin's lips twitched.

But in front of outsiders, she couldn't spit out her inner flaws.

She didn't see clearly what was in the box, but since Zhang Yiming said that the things were expensive, it was obviously not acceptable to her family.

Therefore, she hurriedly said to Ding Zhenyao: "Zhenyao, Auntie said that our two families are a cooperative relationship, and if you send an overly expensive gift, you are alienating us."

"Let's take it back quickly."

Seeing them, Ding Zhenyao said, "Oh, Auntie, you're right, what is this?"

The boy didn't go to pick up the gift box Zhang Yiming handed back, and said casually: "If this thing is in my house, it's just left in the study by my father to eat ashes. It's nothing."

"I heard that my nephew was going to visit your house, so my father asked my nephew to bring it over, and it was difficult for me to make it a gift."

As he spoke, he said awkwardly: "If uncle and aunt dislike my nephew's gift, then my nephew can only insult you with yellow and white things."

Feng Yin: "..." This kid is very eloquent.

Zhang Yiming: "..." The rare ancient books that scholars can hardly find are worthless in this kid's mouth.

But it sounds so good.

The couple looked at each other, and they both saw each other's speechlessness.

At the same time, because of the young man's behavior of obviously taking care of their face, he developed a good impression.

Ding Zhenyao didn't pay attention to their small movements, and kept saying:
"Let me tell you the truth, there is no decent scholar in my family, and I don't understand the true value of these books at all."

"Instead of letting it stay in my house and be shackled as waste paper, it's better to use it to relieve uncle."

Speaking of this, the young man looked at Zhang Yiming sincerely: "Uncle, you just have to accept it as hard as you can."

"Otherwise my nephew would be embarrassed to say that he has been to your house."

Feng Yin saw that the young man was talking about this point, and advised in a timely manner: "Husband, since the treasures have been mentioned here, you should accept it quickly, and don't embarrass the child."

The corners of Zhang Yiming's lips twitched: "Then uncle will not be polite, thank you Zhenyao, and I will also send a greeting to your father for my uncle. When my uncle recovers, he will definitely come to visit."

"Oh, uncle, don't be so polite."

Ding Zhenyao waved his hands and said, "My little nephew is just waiting for my uncle and aunt to visit us."

Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming met each other's eyes, and they both saw a sentence in each other's eyes: This kid speaks and does things like he doesn't look like he is eleven or twelve years old.

These words and deeds are too sophisticated. If the two souls did not come from the era of the information explosion, they might not be able to handle it.

Feng Yin looked at Zhang Yiming: "Husband, then you can chat with Zhenyao, and I'll ask Mrs. Lin to cook more for breakfast."

"Auntie wait."

Seeing that Feng Yin was about to leave, Ding Zhenyao hurriedly called her back, "My nephew still has something important that I haven't given you."

While speaking, he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, and handed over something like a ledger: "Auntie, this is half of Neya Xianju's share."

"There is also the profit sharing of the first batch of soap soap, please take a look."

Feng Yin took the bank note, casually put it on the kang mat, opened the ledger in person, and looked through it carefully.

Since they brought it over, she doesn't need to be pretentious here.

(End of this chapter)