Zhang Yiming nodded to the children, responding to them.

He looked at the two masters who were following the four children, raised his hand and asked Feng Yin to help him up, and took a step forward: "Brother Song, Brother Qiao."

That’s right, the one who came out with the four sons of the Zhang family was Master Song and Master Qiao who once helped Zhang Yiming.

At this moment, Master Song and Master Qiao both looked very good, and they were more satisfied with the attitudes of the four brothers Zhang Qiubai.

"Brother Yiming, your injury is healed?"

Hearing Zhang Yiming greeting, Master Song and Master Qiao hurriedly looked over and enthusiastically accelerated their pace to welcome him.

Zhang Yiming: "Thank you for your concern for me. I am much better. Even if I can't stand for a long time, I still need someone to help me out to take a few steps."

"It's okay, it's good if it's good."

Master Song said happily, "Don't be too anxious. As the saying goes, it's good to get up and walk around in just one month."

Master Qiao also smiled and said, "Brother Song is right, Brother Yiming, you are at home to recover from the wounds. When you are well, let's get together."

Zhang Yiming's expression was still rigid, but his eyes were filled with joy: "The two brothers are right, I will keep it at home with peace of mind."

"By the way, thank you two brothers for your help that day, so I can get treatment in time."

"Isn't this just a little bit today, so I thought about coming to thank the two brothers in person."

As he said that, he let go of Feng Yin's hand, and walked forward two steps, holding them with one hand: "Let's go, brother, I'll treat you today, I must express it."

"You."

When Song Ruren and Qiao Jingchen saw him stumble while walking, they quickly supported him, "I said, you brother, are you so unattended to pay attention to your health?"

Zhang Yiming's rigid expression was a little cracked: "It's okay, I have two brothers by my side, so I can't fall."

As he said that, he pulled them out.

Feng Yin kept a low profile from beginning to end and did not get involved in conversations with a few men.

"Mom, dad, this is."

Zhang Qiubai and his brothers gathered in front of Feng Yin and asked in a low voice about the situation.

Feng Yin lowered her head slightly and replied in a very low voice: "Your father is a little happy after healing his injuries. I want to invite your teacher to a meal."

"Let's go, don't let your father wait for a long time."

While speaking, he signaled his sons to go out with him.

Zhang Jingyu came to the Jiaomen Old Master Yuan: "Old Yuan, my brothers go out to talk to my parents and come back later."

"Go and go."

Mr. Yuan waved his hand and said, "Your parents have been waiting for you here for a long time. Come back early in the morning and don't miss the class."

"Oh, okay, thank you Mr. Yuan, we will come back on time."

Zhang Jingyu agreed happily, looked at the three brothers and followed them to the direction of the ox cart.

With the help of two colleagues, Zhang Yiming got on the ox cart and did not forget to remind Feng Yin who followed him: "Madam, I will go first."

"You bring a few kids and follow you."

Through the man's eyes, Feng Yin saw his guilt and anxiety.

But she pretended not to understand, and just lowered her head and replied carefully: "Husband, you go first, I will take you four children to follow you."

Zhang Yiming felt so uncomfortable when he saw her like this.

I felt a deep hatred for the person I followed.

If it weren't for the purpose of dispelling the enemy's suspicion, how could the couple get along like this?
Chapter completed!