After saying this, even Feng Zhe put down his chopsticks.
Ma Chunhong glanced at her aunt, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared, "Our children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so we don't have to worry about coming."
"Why don't you worry about coming? You can ask Fuyou what kind of young guys in their institute like." The eldest aunt is much older than Ma Chunhong. She is still a high school teacher and has always looked down on Ma Chunhong's junior high school diploma. There is no real good young man like her."
Ye Shaohua thought of the situation of the original body, so he couldn't help but stop.
She looked at her aunt, and suddenly smiled, "Auntie, don't worry about it, I have a boyfriend."
The aunt froze for a moment, "What?"
Ye Shaohua ignored her, went directly to her room, and closed the door.
"Chunhong, do you know about this?" The aunt looked at Ma Chunhong's surprised look, and she understood, "Young people will mess around these days, Chunhong, you have to take good care of your Shaohua, and pay a Boyfriend, you don’t even know, don’t you don’t even know what happened someday.”
Ma Chunhong's complexion was very pale.
"Brother, do you want to find Xiao Xiao?" After dinner, Ye Fuyou and the two left, and Ye Fuming saw them off.
Seeing that Ma Chunhong was silent, Ye Fuming couldn't help but speak to avoid embarrassment.
Hearing Ye Fuming's words, Ye Fuyou waved his hands, "You don't understand these things."
Ye Fuming choked for a moment, and now he didn't say anything at all.
After closing the door and opening the meeting, Ma Chunhong, who has such a good temper, couldn't help being angry, "What kind of relatives are these, I tell you Ye Fuming, don't allow them to enter the door next time!"
Ye Fuming immediately comforted him, "Yes, yes, it will definitely not."
He comforted her for a long time before Ma Chunhong calmed down.
Then I remembered the matter of Ye Shaohua.
"Father Ye, what happened to the boyfriend you just mentioned?" She took a rag and knocked on Ye Shaohua's door.
Ye Shaohua paused his hands for a moment, narrowing his beautiful eyes, "Well... that's it, Mom, I'll tell you when the time comes."
Ma Chunhong stared.
In the room, Feng Zhe looked at the computer desktop very seriously.
Ye Shaohua casually flicked the book in Feng Zhe's backpack, "Who gave it to you?"
"That Uncle Yao." Feng Zhe didn't turn his head.
"The technology is still too backward." Ye Shaohua casually flipped through the book, then threw the book aside, "I'd better work overtime."
With that said, she took out her computer.
Feng Zhe just tilted his head, glanced at the book thrown aside by Ye Shaohua, and twitched the corner of his mouth. I don't know when my mother and Uncle Yao saw the book being put aside by Ye Shaohua indifferently. What kind of play will there be.
"By the way, you should know that the Feng family also has that Yan Dongyu, right?" Ye Shaohua asked.
"I know." Feng Zhe didn't hide anything from Ye Shaohua, "My mother just sent me an email, saying that I am from the generation of the Feng family, and that someone in the group might take me back to the Feng family. "
Ye Shaohua paused his hands and frowned, "How many days?"
"But I don't want to go back," Feng Zhe sneered, "My mother doesn't know, but Ye Daddy, you have checked the information of the Feng family. Afraid of offending the Jiang family, they dare not take him in. Now the Jiang family has let go of the past, and the Feng family is temporarily avoiding the limelight. They think I may inherit my grandfather's talent, so they come to pick me up. I don't believe they just found me now .”
"My mother was desperate back then. If it wasn't for my aunt, I don't know if it would have happened." Speaking of this, he suddenly glanced at Ye Shaohua, "Father Ye, you wouldn't want me, would you?"
"Don't worry, your father Ye is your father after all." Ye Shaohua was satisfied.
This little bastard still has a big conscience.
In the past few days, Feng Zhe has discovered another side of Ye Shaohua, knowing that she always counts what she says, and he is instantly relieved when he hears her promise.
While thinking, she replied a message on WeChat.
**
Ye Shaohua prepared to go out early the next morning.
Woke up earlier than usual.
"Shaohua, someone is knocking on the door." Ma Chunhong yelled loudly from the kitchen.
Ye Shaohua slowly opened the door.
The person who knocked on the door seemed to be getting impatient. Ye Shaohua opened the door with a cold face.
It's two men.
"Who is it?" Ma Chunhong wiped her hands and came out of the kitchen.
Seeing two strangers, I was taken aback.
"Is this Ye Fuming's house?" The middle-aged man standing in front saw Ma Chunhong walking forward, and took a step back involuntarily.
There was obvious disgust in his eyes.
Ma Chunhong nodded hesitantly, "Yes, you are here..."
"That's right, I am Feng Zhe's uncle, and I came to take Feng Zhe home." The middle-aged man looked at Ma Chunhong, "Xiao Xiao should have notified you, and you will know who I am when you ask Feng Zhe to come out."
When Ma Chunhong heard him say Feng Xiaoxiao, the suspicion in her eyes became less.
Then he called Feng Zhe out.
"Who are you?" Feng Zhe glanced at the middle-aged man, then hid beside Ye Shaohua.
When the middle-aged man saw Feng Zhe, his eyes lit up, "It's Xiao Zhe, I'm your uncle, I'm here to pick you up from Feng's big house, you should know who I am?"
Feng Zhe didn't answer, "Father Ye, I don't know him."
Ye Shaohua said slowly: "Some people think they are the president or RMB."
The middle-aged man's complexion changed, "You..."
"Feng Zhe, if you call your mother, you will know that I am your uncle. I am here to pick you up..."
"This is my home." Feng Zhe looked at him warily.
The middle-aged man originally thought that this trip would be very easy, how could he know that he would encounter such a thing.
He looked at Ye Shaohua, his eyes darkened, how can a child be so rebellious, it is clear that this family taught this child something, a good child, taught to be like this by them, can no longer be placed in such a family .
There was a slight air of anger that ordinary people couldn't see, "Xiao Zhe, you don't understand," he looked directly at Ye Shaohua, "I've seen people like you a lot, and I didn't want to argue with you..."
"It's up to you," Ye Shaohua glanced at him slowly, squinting her beautiful eyes, the corners of her eyes were cold, "Hurry up, get out, your father Ye doesn't have time to play with you."
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Fourth watch, 233 Good night everyone