Chapter 320

When Song Feng came home late at night, Qiao Aiyun and the old lady were sitting in the living room looking at the picture album provided by the wedding dress shop.

"How did you come back? Have you had dinner? " Qiao Aiyun put down the album.

"Well." Song Fengwan touched his nose.

"Come and have a look. I've selected some clothes for you, and you'll try them on tomorrow." The old lady said with a smile.

"Me?"

"We'll take a few family photos later." The old lady asked her to sit next to him and showed him several sets of clothes she had chosen.

In the past, their family used to take pictures of the whole family every year. Since her wife passed away, she and Yan Wangchuan were the only two people. When they looked at the photos, they felt very lonely. She hadn't taken any photos for more than ten years.

When the old lady was young, she was also a designer. She had a unique vision. The clothes she chose were simple and exquisite, which was very suitable for song Fengwan.

"Why didn't Wangchuan come back?"

Qiao Aiyun laughed, "he wants to deal with the recent things at hand, will come back later."

Next, we will try the wedding dress and take wedding photos. There are still many things to deal with.

The old lady picked eyebrows. Sure enough, people who have a daughter-in-law are different. They know how to report their itinerary.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the three were still looking at the picture book to choose their wedding dress. Huang Ma came up and pasted it in the old lady's ear.

"What are they doing here?"

"Everyone is at the door."

"Let them go back!" The old lady's voice sank.

But her voice did not fall, accompanied by the rapid disorder of footsteps, two people have entered the house, one is Yan Zhihuan, the other song Fengwan look familiar.

She looks more like Yan Zhile. She looks kind and gentle. On the day of her first meeting, she gave her a red envelope. Because of the large amount, she was deeply impressed.

This is Zhang suqiu, the mother of the two sisters.

"What are you doing here?" The old lady looked down at the picture album and didn't look them in the eye at all.

"I brought Huanhuan to apologize to wanwan. I didn't know something happened until I got off work." Zhang suqiu's clothes are simple. Maybe it's a heavy burden of life. Looking at the vicissitudes of life, even her clothes are old-fashioned.

Song Fengwan thought that she was more amiable at first sight. Later, she heard Yan Shaochen say that she was blocking her daughter's marriage. Coupled with Yan Zhihuan's arrogant personality, she had to reexamine her.

The old lady was silent.

"Why are you still in a daze? Why don't you apologize to me?" Zhang suqiu slaps Yan Zhihuan in the back of his head. With a slap, song Fengwan's pupils shrink and he sits motionless.

"..." Yan Zhihuan's eyes were red, his teeth clenched, and he refused to speak.

After she went back, she combed all the things. She went to song Fengwan's room to take her things privately. It was really wrong, but later, it was completely used by her.

She knew that there was an inscription on the back of the manuscript, and she had to wait for Yan Wangchuan to come back. This was to push herself out to death.

How could she apologize if she couldn't swallow such a vicious heart at a young age.

At that time, Xiao Jing'an was still there. She was humiliated in front of the people she liked. There was nothing more embarrassing for her than this.

"Why are you still standing there, doing something wrong, misunderstanding others, and you are wronged. Please apologize to me quickly!" Zhang suqiu raised her voice.

"I..." Yan Zhihuan looked up at his mother, "I don't..."

"Pa -" a crisp sound.

Hard slap throw past, Yan Zhihuan half instant a scarlet, incredible looking at his mother.

Song Feng's breath sank in the evening, and NABA's applause was clear and loud. It was a real fight.

"Ma!"

"If you still recognize me as a mother, you must apologize to me! Grandma and uncle treat you so well, but you make trouble in other people's home. You still have the face to go back. If they don't forgive you today, don't go back home! "

Yan Zhihuan is confused and wronged. His eyes are stubborn and refuse to yield.

"You don't know what you're doing in other people's rooms? Do you dare to slander others? That's what I usually teach you? Don't apologize as soon as possible

Zhang suqiu's voice was raised, and she looked angry.

"I told you a long time ago that you should take care of your sister. What did you do outside! What I've said to you has been taken for granted? You will all be sisters. As a sister, how can you do such a thing? "

"I heard that you contradicted your aunt today. Kneel down and apologize to me!"

Yan Zhihuan refused. She was so angry that she raised her arm

It's another surprise.

"I can't apologize, I'm sorry!" Yan Zhihuan is shy and angry. He was humiliated in front of song Fengwan during the day, but now he is beaten in front of her again. He hates her deeply.

"That's the attitude you apologize for? Talk to me! Say to your aunt and wanwan until they forgive you! "

Yan Zhihuan's tears seem to burst the dike, but he refuses to speak any more. Zhang suqiu is so angry that she is short of breath, so she raises her hand to hit her

Qiao Aiyun hurried over and stopped her, "forget it, the child already knows it's wrong, don't fight."

"She's just spoiled. She can't do this without fighting." Zhang suqiu is angry and rushes to hit her again, but Qiao Aiyun stops her.

"She apologized. Children always do wrong."

"This wench bastard, actually steal things, you hand out for me..."

"Goodbye, she must be wrong." Qiao Aiyun can't watch her beating her children.

……

After a long tug in the living room, Zhang suqiu calmed down her anger.

"I'm really sorry that I didn't teach my daughter well. I'm really sorry that I'm late. My aunt is here to apologize to you." Zhang suqiu then bowed to song Fengwan.

"Auntie, what are you doing?" With so many servants, how could song Fengwan really sit and be supported by her with a bow.

"I'll teach her a lesson when I go back. You've been wronged today. You're generous. Don't worry about it."

Song Fengwan smiles bitterly and doesn't speak any more.

The mother and daughter sat in the living room for a while before they left.

Crying and making a lot of noise.

The old lady didn't say a word from beginning to end.

"Mom, I'll serve you a bowl of soup." Qiao Aiyun reached out and rubbed her arm. She just stopped Zhang suqiu. The man's strength was so strong that her arm hurt.

"I'll help you." Song Fengwan gets up to follow up the kitchen.

When they entered the kitchen, the old lady suddenly threw the picture book on the tea table, looking shabby.

……

Qiao Aiyun holding a spoon, stirring soup, wring eyebrows, heart blocked flustered.

"Ma." Song Fengwan took out a few bowls from the cupboard.

"Stay away from that family in the future." Qiao Aiyun lowered her voice.

"I know." Song Fengwan nodded.

In fact, Zhang suqiu takes Yan Zhihuan to come here. If he really apologizes, he should educate his daughter at home to come back instead of beating her in front of them.

And repeatedly said, must Qiao Aiyun agree to forgive.

When she first came to Yan's family, if she just sat back and ignored her and watched her beat her daughter, it would be said that she was ruthless and heartless. She also felt that she was a cold hearted aunt, so she had to stop her.

This is not to apologize at all, but to force their mother and daughter to forgive.

Even if you apologize, it's unpleasant.

……

At the moment, the old lady in the living room was very gloomy.

She's been through so many storms, so naturally she can see through.

When Zhang suqiu's husband passed away and brought up two children by herself, she would certainly take more care of them. In fact, she paid for the tuition fees of the two sisters in advance, and usually gave them some supplies.

Zhang suqiu strongly opposed the marriage of Yan Zhile. She even tried to find a way out and imprisoned her daughter at home. She just felt that the young man's family was poor.

In fact, the young man has a good family background and a good personality. He is not handsome in appearance, but Zhou Zheng is patient. Maybe he just graduated and doesn't get much salary, but he is really good to Yan Zhile.

But in Nanjiang, when you buy a house and a car, you need hundreds of thousands of betrothal gifts, and you can't afford to take out four or five million dollars in cash.

There was even a police station.

The young man's parents have been borrowing money from all over the world, and even intend to sell the house for the aged. Yan Zhile escaped from home, found the old lady, knelt down and asked her for help. She only knew about this and just intervened.

The old lady knows the whole story, and she already has a lot of complaints about Zhang suqiu's heart. She is not greedy for money in front of her. She knows what kind of ideas she is going to make when she is so tough on her daughter's marriage.

The second is to buy a car and a house. The purpose is to embarrass the young man. It's just to make him retreat and find a rich family for Yan Zhile.

So although there were contacts after that, the old lady's mood was completely different from before.

This time she comes to the door with Yan Zhihuan. If she sincerely apologizes, that's all.

Playing smart in front of her, if not for the sake of her dead husband, I'm afraid that she will not be able to come down tonight.

**

The mother and daughter who are out at the moment

Yan Zhihuan was still sobbing, but Zhang suqiu was stuffy. "What do you have to cry for? I brought you here for your own good. I really broke up with their family. It's a dream that you want to marry the Xiao family!"

"Mom -" Yan Zhihuan cried hoarse, "you can't beat me like that."

"If I don't focus, can Joe Aiyun stop me? Can they forgive you? " Zhang suqiu snorted, "what happened to you and Xiao Jingan?"

"It used to be very good. It's changed since the late Song Dynasty." Yan Zhihuan is stuffy, "the wild girl who comes out of thin air, looks at to hate."

"No matter how much I hate her, now I'm a real lady of the Yan family. The Xiao family must want to marry her. If you don't hurry up, I don't think you'll want to marry Xiao Jing'an."

"Then what can I do? That dead girl is so powerful, and she dresses so ostentatiously all day. Look at her eyes. She's like a fox, seducing men everywhere."

"Like mother, like daughter." Zhang suqiu hummed softly.

"Mom, I heard that her mother and uncle had an engagement, and then she gave up and ran away with other men. Now she's back to work? Is that true? "

"Nonsense, how ugly it was, our Yan Family's face was lost."

"And the grandmother agreed with her uncle to marry her again?" Yan Zhihuan mocks lightly.

"Someone else has the ability to make your uncle think about her for more than 20 years. He is willing to wait for her if he doesn't marry."

"What a seducer!"

"Hurry up and talk to Xiao Jingan everywhere. Don't be cut off by her."

Zhang suqiu is not blind. She knows that her daughter is not as beautiful as song Fengwan. She is blessed with status. I'm afraid the Xiao family doesn't like her.

"I know." Yan Zhihuan reaches out and rubs his face. He wants to contact Xiao Jingan more, but when that happens, Xiao Jingan is also there. The man she likes is so shameful that she has no face to look for him recently.

**

Fu Shen and Duan Linbai of this department of Pediatrics are playing chess in the room. Every time they lose, they stick a note on their face.

Duan Linbai's face has been completely covered and can't be seen.

Nima, if you have the ability, go out and fight. Every time you want to crush yourself in IQ, it's nothing.

"Fu San, or you can kick me." Duan Lin Bai had ADHD when he was a child. He couldn't sit still. Playing chess was too hard on his mind. His buttocks were itchy and he had to use his brain. It didn't kill him.

"Why?" Fu Shen squinted.

"I really don't want to play chess."

"It's good to destroy your mind and your body by the way."

Duan Linbai was shocked.

It's not a pervert. What is it?

"And after playing for so many years, you don't even know the basic rules." Fu Chen raised his eyebrows and gave him a smile, "Lin Bai, what's your brain?"

"I can't play this game." Duan Linbai reached out and pulled out the blindfold notes. "It's all in the middle of the night. Aren't you sleepy?"

"I'm not sleepy with you." Fu Shen squinted and laughed, "play a few more games."

Duan Linbai was lying on the table, his mouth twitching.

It's better to kick him.