The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 1837: The apology comes

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Seeing Feng Xiao's obviously relieved look, Qiao Mo Feng suddenly knelt on the ground. Feng Xiao became anxious when she saw him like this: "Get up quickly, what are you doing, kid?"

Qiao Mofeng looked at him and smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, Dad. It was my fault before that made you worry."

Seeing Qiao Mofeng like this, Feng Xiao understood in her heart that he had figured it out.

"Okay, get up quickly. Dad was very worried when he heard what Shang'er and the others said before. He was afraid that you wouldn't be able to come out. Now that you're like this, I feel relieved." Feng Xiao said with a smile.

Although he was also very angry, this was his own son, so how could he be so angry

Qiao Mofeng was pulled up from the ground by Feng Xiao: "Dad, I..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. It's true that dad is angry, but you are my son. How long can I be angry for?" Feng Xiao said helplessly.

As a parent, even if his child goes too far, he can't say anything. After all, the experiences he had when he was a child are really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"I know, it's all my fault."

"You, don't think nonsense. You are now married and an adult. Live your life well and don't let us worry. That is enough." Their request for the younger generation is to live the life they want.

Now Qiao Mofeng seems to be most interested in medical skills. There is nothing wrong with teaching a class with Chacha every day and sitting around doing whatever he wants to do.

"I understand, Dad. When will Mom and Dad come back?" Qiao Mofeng asked.

"Them? Your uncle said that the return date is uncertain. Tian Chang has arranged everything here. Judging from Yu Feng's appearance, they will definitely not come back in a year and a half." Feng Xiao said helplessly.

When that couple was willful, no one could do anything about them. Now that they were gone again, they could completely believe that as long as they didn't want anyone to find them, they might not be able to turn this place over even if they turned it over.

"That's it, Dad, is my mother okay?"

"The mood was quite wrong yesterday, but she will be fine with Youtianchang." Ning Mengyao is a very strong person, but when facing her children, her heart is very soft and makes people touch her. Will not work.

Of course, this is a metaphor. Ning Mengyao is just very soft-hearted when it comes to her children.

Qiao Mofeng frowned: "I know."

Feng Xiao looked at his son amusedly: "Okay, don't worry anymore, Mengyao won't really be angry with you."

Even if you are angry, how long can you stay angry? In the hearts of Ning Mengyao and the others, Qiao Mofeng is the same as Shang'er and they treat him as their own son. How can parents be really angry with their own children

Mengyao said this.

Qiao Mofeng reached out and touched his nose, and smiled sheepishly: "Dad, I know."

"That's good."

Feng Xiao looked at his son who had almost transformed back and nodded with satisfaction. This matter should be resolved, right

Qiao Moshang, who was training in Tongbaozhai, finished his training one night and kept looking at the stars in the sky without saying a word. After a long time, he laughed with satisfaction.

"Brother Shang, what are you laughing at?" Xiao Mu asked curiously.

Tangtang also rolled to her brother's side and looked at him curiously: "What's wrong, brother?"

"It's okay, I'm just happy that some things have been resolved. Let's go back to bed. We have to train tomorrow." Qiao Moshang helped the person up and said with a smile.

"good."

At the same time, Ning Mengyao, who was outside, was taken by Qiao Tianchang to a county town not far from the border town. That place was also very beautiful. Ning Mengyao felt relaxed there. Seeing this, Qiao Tianchang was greatly relieved. tone.

"let's go."

"good."

The two of them were wandering around the city, and their leisurely appearance made those who noticed them a little envious.

"Tianchang, what do you think of Feng'er?" Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tianchang were resting in a teahouse, and Ning Mengyao couldn't help but say.

Qiao Tianchang's face turned dark: "Didn't you agree not to talk about this?"

"But I'm worried."

"Well, he sent a letter before to apologize to you."