"Hello, uncle, aunt."

Seeing Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming coming out of the room, Ding Zhenyao quickly got up and saluted respectfully.

He also said well-behavedly and likablely: "It is my nephew's fault to disturb you so early to rest."

Zhang Yiming: "..." I know that I will disturb you when I come early. How early are you?

He didn't say anything, but just nodded coldly, which was a response to the boy.

Feng Yin smiled speechlessly and said, "You little brat, since you know that you will disturb you when you come too early, why do you have to come so early?"

Ding Zhenyao: "..." How did I answer my aunt's words?

However, seeing the confident and ostentatious Feng Yin in the memory in front of him, the young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But he replied with a smile on his face: "But my nephew can't wait to come and taste the new delicacy made by my aunt."

"When I was in the restaurant that day, I smelled the kind of dish that my aunt made with a special fragrance, and my nephew kept thinking about it."

"It's just that there are so many restaurants recently that I have time to come to my aunt's house as I wish."

Feng Yin saw that he looked like a foodie, and couldn't help laughing: "Where is the delicious food in the early morning?"

"If you have time, stay for lunch. At that time, your aunt and your two sisters-in-law can make the delicious food for you that day."

"Okay."

Ding Zhenyao seemed to be waiting for this, and she agreed to be so refreshed.

Feng Yin: "..." I felt that I was being tricked.

Zhang Yiming: "..." It seems that foodies are indispensable in any era.

When Ding Zhenyao saw that the couple was speechless, she quickly changed the topic.

He looked at Feng Yin with a stunning look and said in an exaggerated tone: "What kind of elixir are you eating?"

"Why does my nephew feel like I haven't seen you for ten days? You look like you're several years younger."

Feng Yin, who I saw in my restaurant that day, was humble and cowardly, full of never-before seeing the world and the appearance of a country woman.

Such a Feng Yin is really inconsistent with the confident, calm, and unruly woman in Ding Zhenyao's memory.

This made the boy very worried.

He didn't know what was going on Feng Yin, so he made her so timid and cowardly that he didn't dare to speak loudly.

Now seeing Feng Yin not only restored the decisive and cool image in his memory, but also looked so good that he looked unreasonable.

This made the young man wonder whether the woman he saw in Yaxianju, Yuhe County last time was not the same person as he is now?

Feng Yin laughed: "Did you go out after smearing honey every day?"

"Why are you talking so sweetly? Your aunt took it seriously."

Ding Zhenyao: "Every sentence I said is from the heart, of course it is true."

Zhang Yiming glanced at Ding Zhenyao with disgust and said lightly: "It's just a smooth mouth."

Feng Yin's smile froze, and she turned her head and looked at the man beside her calmly: "You mean, am I not a few years younger?"

Ding Zhenyao looked at Zhang Yiming with dissatisfaction, and many thoughts were in his mind:

Could it be that the reason why my aunt turned out like that was to save face for Uncle Zhang?

The face of scholars is more important than anything else!

Thinking of this, the boy looked at Zhang Yiming with something unfriendly.

Zhang Yiming ignored Ding Zhenyao's scrutiny gaze.

But he had to answer Feng Yin's fatal question seriously.

Under the threatening gaze of the woman, the man hurriedly said to Feng Yin: "I mean, you are not only a few years younger, but at least ten years younger."

Feng Yin: "..." Shameless.

Although Zhang Yiming didn't know what she was thinking, she could guess some things based on her expression.
Chapter completed!