Chapter 479: I gave them medicine to make them infertile

Mrs. Yue wrinkled her nose and said, "The two of them are artificial. My mother said before they went abroad that they couldn't let them go so easily, let alone let them make a little hybrid one day to sicken me and grab my son. Before they went abroad, I took the medicine my mother gave me and forced them to drink ... "
This incident was the end of the year, and that was the only thing that Mrs. Yue felt she had done in her life that could be considered a bad thing.
Mrs. Su gave the prescription of Chinese medicine, and Mrs. Yue made the person boil well. In the presence of Mrs. Yue's grandmother, Yue Pengcheng and Ding Fu were reconciled.
They naturally did not agree, but Mrs. Yue threatened that if they did not drink, she would immediately kill the child in her stomach. If something happens to her, Yue Pengcheng and Ding Fu don't even want to live.
Between infertility and life, Yue Pengcheng and Ding Fu chose life.
This is also one of Yue Pengcheng's hates to Mrs. Yue, infertility of a man, which is a great shame, except that he is not castrated, what is the difference with the eunuch.
But for Mrs. Yue, this was the most correct thing she had ever done.
Put an end to Ono, who will come to rob her son of family property in the future.
Mrs. Yue is not a money-loving person, but she cannot leave Yue's family to Yue Peng Cheng Dingfu.
This belongs to her son, she will not let it go.
Yan Qingsi laughed when she heard Haha: "Okay, good ... Auntie, your mother is really wise, this little hybrid shouldn't come out."
"Don't you think ... too cruel?"
Yan Qingsi grinned: "What is it? If it was me, it wasn't a sterilization medicine. I gave him a bowl of blood-seal throat poison, and they wouldn't let them live till now."
Madam Yue froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.
Yue heard the wind and opened the door to hear Mrs. Yue's laughter. She saw Mrs. Yue and Yan Qingsi sitting side by side on the bed, both with smiles on their faces, like a mother and daughter.
Yue Tingfeng laughed and said, "Well, you two, really look like mothers."
Hearing Mrs. Yue's laughter, Yue Tingfeng breathed a long sigh of relief. If it wasn't for Yan Qingsi, he really didn't know what to do. He was a man. If he was comforted, he wouldn't say.
Yue Tingfeng looked at Yan Qingsi, her eyes dripped softly.
Mrs. Yue held Yan Qingsi's hand and laughed, "The two of us are mothers."
Yue Tingfeng sat in front of her, "What about me?"
Mrs. Yue reached out and pushed his face away: "I'm not happy, don't let me see you first."
Yue Tingfeng turned her back in a grievance: "When are you happy then tell me."
Yan Qingsi thought it was time to give the mother and son some time to get along with each other. Just as Sister Mai called a phone call, Yan Qingsi went out to answer the call.
There were Yue Tingfeng and Mrs. Yue left in the room. He still turned his back to Mrs. Yue and said seriously: "Mom ... it's nice that you didn't fall!"
Mrs. Yue gave a slap on Yue Tingfeng's head: "You still have married Qing Si, I haven't embraced my grandson, and of course I can't fall.
Yue Tingfeng rubbed her head and quickly said, "Yes, we can't fall. What is Yue Pengcheng? What is Ding Fu? Can it be compared with my wife and children?"
Mrs. Yue anxiously said, "Since you know, you're fighting, I'm about to die."
"Your son is not flattering, so you have to add extra points to your mother. You have to help me. The happiness of your son's second half depends on you."