Yipin farm girl

Chapter 93: The Chu Clan Gets Married (1)
After finishing the words, he turned around and walked towards the vertical flower gate.

"You little bitch..."

"Tell me clearly what you want to do?"

"stop!"

Yang Shi, Fu Mingxiao, and Mr. Fu spoke at the same time.

Fu Yunshan paused, "Master, what's the matter?"

Mr. Fu looked at Fu Yunshan's figure with complicated eyes, and sighed, "What happened today is because your milk is wrong, and this kind of thing will never happen again in the future, so that your father can recover from his illness with peace of mind. Our Fu family does not lack his little food .”

Fu Yunshan hummed, and quickly walked out of the hanging flower door and returned to the inverted room in the outer courtyard. After entering the room, her legs trembled with lingering fear, and she sat down on the ground. Can she say that she was really afraid of being besieged just now?

No matter how mature she is in her heart, she is now just a little kid who is a little over one meter long, thin and weak, with nothing else but a mouth.

Fu Mingxiao, Yang's, and Zhou's eyes wanted to eat her. If one of the three slaps could hit her and she showed a slightly frightened expression, they would definitely gather...

Her body trembled more and more, Fu Jianqiu hurriedly stepped forward to hug her, and patted her on the back, "Shan'er is not afraid, it's okay, it's okay..."

After a while, Fu Yunshan calmed down, smiled at her sister, stood up, saw the puddle of blood on the quilt on Fu Mingli's chest, recalled the scream heard in the inner courtyard, tears flowed from her eyes instantly Come out and rush to the bed, "Father..."

Fu Mingli smiled bitterly, comforting his daughter, "Shan'er won't cry, dad is fine..."

"Father, stop talking, eat something and sleep for a while." Fu Jianqiu stood behind Fu Yunshan holding a sea bowl, looking at Fu Mingli worriedly.

Fu Mingli shook his head, "Father is not hungry, you and your mother can eat."

Mrs. Chu was leaning on the other side of the bed, her eyes were red, seeing her daughter looking at her, she hurriedly forced a smile, "Mother is not hungry..."

Fu Yunshan looked at the six steamed buns in the bowl, wiped away tears, picked up the steamed stuffed buns, and said, "Father, we and mother each have one, let's eat together."

Xiao Ba shook Fu Yunshan and nodded, "One...one."

The couple looked at each other and smiled. Fu Mingli glanced at the direction of the backyard. There was an indescribable injury in his eyes. Chu smiled at him comfortingly and gestured to the children in front of him. Fu Mingli quickly put away his expression, showing a gentle look smile.

The sound of yelling and cursing came from the backyard. The sound was not very loud, and it was vaguely inaudible. Not long after, Fu Amber brought two sea bowls and ten steamed corn buns to the outer courtyard, "Fifth Brother, Dad asked me to I sent it here, and let me tell you to take good care of your wounds, and your nephews and nieces still need you to teach them."

Before leaving, he glared at Fu Yunshan angrily and snorted.

I don't know if Fu Mingli thought about Fu Yunshan a lot, but she thought about it a lot. What Mr. Fu said was beating her father to discipline their brothers and sisters well. Heh, playing this with his own son is really 36 filial and a good father!

Anyway, she has become cruel, even if her father who regards filial piety beats her and denies her; even if her mother who regards her husband is angry at her and ignores her in the future, she will never bear it anymore!
There is a saying in the ancients: which is tolerable and which is unbearable, and there is no need to bear it if you can't bear it!

The family ate up the remaining two bowls of vegetables and steamed buns, and finally they were full. They sent the bowls to be washed, cleaned up, and were about to go to bed when Biaogu Yang came.

First, he apologized tactfully for his aunt, and then earnestly asked about Fu Mingli's injuries and the estimated time of Chu's delivery, before he sighed with a smile, "Well, speaking of it, my framer is just six years old this year, and I've always wanted to bring him back to see you." It's a pity to see my aunt and a few cousins..." The conversation changed, and the voice was cold and sharp, "I hate that the lady can't give birth to a son, but she actually pushed my son into the river alive, and when the servant girl finds out and rescued her..."

(End of this chapter)