Pray

Author: Who says autumn water is still the same

Pray

Early the next morning, Wang Zhaodi got up, washed up, and washed Da Ya's face. Da Ya was taken care of by Wang Zhaodi these days. Feng Juhua got up a while earlier than Wang Zhaodi. She had already gone to the kitchen to cook.

Wait for Wang Zhaodi to come out of the house with Da Ya in her arms.

He found Feng Erzhu kneeling in the yard without saying a word.

Wang Zhaodi frowned after seeing it, wondering what happened to Feng Erzhu?

When Wang Zhaodi came back, Feng Erzhu kowtowed twice at Wang Zhaodi, "Bang bang bang," Wang Erzhu's head was strong and crisp.

Wang Zhaodi was a little surprised and made Feng Erzhu feel a little at a loss when he was like this.

"Erzhu, what's wrong with you?"

This was the first time Wang Zhaodi had talked to Feng Erzhu since she traveled through time. Feng Erzhu's body stiffened and it took him a long time to relax, but she still didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Wang Zhaodi felt a little bored. Feng Erzhu still had the same way that he could not make a single kick, which made Wang Zhaodi very disgusted.

Feng Dazhu is honest and dare not take his own initiative. He has to ask her everything before he dares to do it. Of course, Feng Dazhu will execute what Wang Zhaodi said one by one.

But Feng Erzhu didn't speak any more, and didn't know what he was thinking. Wang Zhaodi thought about her ending again, and was actually burned to death by Feng Erzhu in the room, which made her feel even more disgusted.

Seeing that Feng Erzhu didn't speak, Wang Zhaodi was too lazy to pay attention to it, so she turned to hugging Da Ya and wandered around the yard. This was a habit that Wang Zhaodi had developed since she traveled through time. The air in the countryside was good. During this period, everyone was cooking again, and the fireworks coming out of the chimney kept coming out of the smokestick. Wang Zhaodi liked it very much.

Then Wang Zhaodi went to see Feng Erzhu again in a blink of an eye. At this moment, sweat was already oozing out of Feng Erzhu's forehead.

Wang Zhaodi didn't pay attention to him.

Even Wang Zhaodi felt a little pleasure in her heart. She didn't like Feng Erzhu and Wang Zhaodi from the bottom of her heart, and coupled with what Feng Erzhu did to her, Wang Zhaodi also thought of giving Feng Erzhu some lessons so that Wang Erzhu could know that she was not easy to mess with.

Wang Zhaodi was leisurely and leisurely taking Da Ya to stroll, breathing in the good morning air.

Feng Erzhu felt very awkward. He didn't like to speak on weekdays, especially when it came to Wang Zhaodi. Feng Erzhu had nothing to say to Wang Zhaodi. Now, if it weren't for the carpenter, Feng Erzhu wouldn't be willing to give in to Wang Zhaodi, but Feng Erzhu had no choice. He spent all his life in a daze. Everything he had followed Feng Dazhu's footsteps and spent under Wang Zhaodi's orders. When he grew up, Feng Erzhu followed Feng Dazhu to work in the field. It was time to get married. Wang Zhaodi didn't say a word to her and decided to make the Li family's daughter, as if it wasn't him marrying, but Wang Zhaodi wanted to find someone to work at home.

Then the Li family's daughter disappeared, and Wang Zhaodi didn't say anything, as if he had married him and no longer paid attention to him.

Feng Erzhu didn't know what he wanted, so he walked over step by step.

What Li uncle said to him yesterday ignited his inner desire. He worked as a carpenter and picked out his faint desire. He was willing, even if it was very boring, even if he honed his skills day after day, even if the shop might not be able to open after learning, he still couldn't make money. But Feng Erzhu was still willing. He was willing to accept these days that seemed boring to outsiders because he could feel happiness from it. This happiness was something he had never experienced in the past twenty years.

But Feng Erzhu knew that Wang Zhaodi would not be willing to let him go easily. After all, compared to the foreseeable benefits that can be received by following Feng Dazhu to open up the land, Wang Zhaodi would choose the latter. Perhaps anyone who considers survival first will choose this way.

But Feng Erzhu was thinking about taking a desperate bet. He didn't think about those realistic problems. He just wanted a technology that really belonged to him. He was willing to spend all his time, energy or himself, and he had no regrets.

So Feng Erzhu tossed and turned all night last night, and finally knelt firmly in the yard.

Feng Erzhu also expected Wang Zhaodi's reaction now. Wang Zhaodi had never cared about his son, and had never cared about him every moment in the past. He understood Feng Erzhu, and Feng Erzhu still vaguely felt that Wang Zhaodi hated him, although Feng Erzhu didn't know why.

But Feng Erzhu had already planned that even if he kneels down here, he will persist.

This is the only persistence in his ignorant life for more than 20 years.

Wang Zhaodi naturally didn't know what Feng Erzhu was thinking. In fact, just like Feng Erzhu's feeling, Wang Zhaodi really deliberately distanced him from him on weekdays, for nothing else, because Wang Zhaodi didn't like Feng Erzhu's temperament very much, and was also guarding against Feng Erzhu for her ending.

This is unexplainable. Although Feng Erzhu was born by Wang Zhaodi, Wang Zhaodi just doesn't like Feng Erzhu's depressed temperament and always feels that he is holding back some bad ideas. Of course, Wang Zhaodi also predicted that in the end, Wang Zhaodi did die at Feng Erzhu's hands.

Sometimes Wang Zhaodi even thought, otherwise she would let Feng Erzhu learn the Lao Shizi carpentry. Nothing else, just for Feng Erzhu, don't be upset in front of her.

But Wang Zhaodi thought about it again. Now she was planning to open up the land, which was inseparable from labor. She had to leave Feng Erzhu to contribute to the family.

When Wang Zhaodi thought of this, she sighed in her heart that reality is so helpless that it makes people unable to achieve success.

Feng Juhua walked out of the kitchen and saw Feng Erzhu kneeling in the yard. She felt a little reluctant. She stepped forward and said to Wang Zhaodi:

"Mom, my second brother has been kneeling in the yard for a long time. When I got up to cook, my second brother was already kneeling in the yard. Mom, why not let my second brother get up. What if my kneeling breaks down?"

After hearing Feng Juhua's words, Wang Zhaodi even blamed Feng Erzhu for not knowing anything. She was very stubborn. If he was tormenting himself like this, he would have to spend money on his family if he had to make trouble.

However, Wang Zhaodi still didn't say anything. Wang Zhaodi thought that Feng Erzhu might not be such a person without restraint. He would never kneel to death in the yard. If he couldn't stand it, he would stand up by himself. She had never seen anyone who had kneeled to death.

Seeing that Wang Zhaodi didn't say anything, Feng Juhua didn't dare to say anything, so she went back to the kitchen.

Feng Dazhu walked out of the east room again. When he saw Feng Erzhu in the yard, he felt a little disgusted. He also walked in front of Wang Zhaodi and said to Wang Zhaodi:

"Mom, let Erzhu get up quickly. Erzhu got up in the middle of the night and knelt in the yard."

When Wang Zhaodi heard Feng Erzhu's words, she felt even more angry. She didn't expect that Feng Erzhu was really such a stubborn person. Wang Zhaodi was also afraid that Feng Erzhu would have something wrong with his kneeling body, either for anything else or for the lack of money at home, so she could not waste it like this.

Wang Zhaodi said to Feng Erzhu: "Get up, what are you talking about?"

Feng Erzhu's body stiffened after hearing Wang Zhaodi's words, but he still didn't move.

Wang Zhaodi saw it and was so angry that she said to Feng Dazhu: "You see, it's not that I, the one who is a mother, doesn't feel sorry for my son, but that this son deliberately opposes me, the one who is a mother, and makes things difficult for me."

After Wang Zhaodi finished speaking, she said, "Don't plead for him, he is just a wooden stick, and I don't know what's going on."

After Wang Zhaodi finished speaking, she carried Da Ya back to the inner room.

Wang Zhaodi was a little angry. I wonder why she gave birth to such a son. She was stubborn and stupid. He was only worthy of throwing food in the soil. When he was a carpenter, he was not that material, nor was Wang Zhaodi looked down on him, or was he unable to support the wall.

Wang Zhaodi secretly relieved her mood in her heart. She couldn't let anyone she looked down on. After all, her body is her own. She knew that it was so angry that she hurt her body. She should take good care of herself and live two more years of happy life.
Chapter completed!