"You really can think about it. There are so many people who look like you, and you can be a father and son as long as you look like you. If my elder brother hears you say this underground, he might have to go to your house tonight and talk to you!"

Dai Hongye believed in this kind of thing, and immediately felt a chill on the back of his neck and his face changed!

Xia Hongying drove the person out of anger: "If nothing happens, you can leave quickly. I have to cook! And don't go to my house in the future. It's so bad to say if you see it! If you don't care about your face, I still care!"

Dai Hongye can't stay any longer even if she is shameless.

However, although she still couldn't see the relationship between the man and Xia Peng from them, at least she could feel it from He Baojun's expression that she must have thought too much, and finally achieved part of her goal, so she patted her butt and left.

Xia Hongying continued to cook in an unhappy mood, making the pots and pans very loud.

He Baojun pulled a small stool and sat near the stove pit. While delivering firewood into it, he looked up and said to Xia Hongying in a weird tone: "They all said that the man looks like Xia Peng. I really want to see who is more like your elder brother."

Unfortunately, she had a very quarrel with Xue Mingyue and the others, and the neighbors knew that she didn't dare to rashly get up.

Xia Hongying felt anger and rushed straight to her forehead: "Mom, what do you mean? Do you really think Xia Peng is not my elder brother's son?"

"That's not." He Baojun still has this, but Dai Hongye's arrival made her feel more likely to have another guess.

Xia Hongying's tone was a little relieved: "Then what do you old lady want to do?"

He Baojun sighed in a complicated mood: "I didn't want to do anything, I just thought that the man looked like Xia Peng, and it was definitely not that simple. Otherwise, how could the old man stay and not leave! There must be something wrong here!

When the old Xue family fled to the famine, now looking back, Xue Mingyue not only doesn’t look very much like her parents, but also doesn’t look very much like her younger brothers and sisters. Maybe, this man is a relative of the Sangmenxing…”

Xia Hongying's expression changed slightly.

She has seen and dealt with these people.

She tried hard to recall their appearance, and what her mother said might be really possible.

It took her a long time to find her voice.

"Mom, if that person is really my sister-in-law's relative, will you regret it? Why didn't you be nice to others in the past..."

He Baojun sighed with a bitter face: "How could I know!"

For a moment, the mother and daughter both looked different in their faces and thought about their worries in silence. Only the burning firewood in the stove occasionally made crackling sounds...

On the other hand, Xia Meng and the others didn't know that there would be such a follow-up after Dai Hongye left.

In the east room, stand aside with the table and set it on the edge of the kang.

A table of very sumptuous meals and bowls and chopsticks has been placed.

Among them, in addition to vegetarian dishes, cold dishes, chicken, fish and meat.

In this era when the three years passed, the specifications were really very high.

This is enough to show how Xue Mingyue values ​​Zhou Beicheng, the son-in-law.

Everyone sat together, except for the drinks that Tongtong, the child, had white wine or beer poured into their cups.

In the past, Xue Mingyue, as the head of the family, spoke in his opinion.
Chapter completed!