Hundreds of millions of treasures: black-bellied mommy is very popular

Bai Yuanhai's concern for him made Li Weiwei's cold heart feel better.

She sat down obediently, looked at the "big-character poster" on the top of the circle, and pointed, "Grandpa, who made this?"

Brother Ye was serving jujube porridge for Xingan, and in the midst of his busy schedule, he raised his head: "Auntie Weiwei, I posted that specially for Xingan. She will be living here recently, so the servants must know about these taboos. Don’t make mistakes in any step, or eat Xingan by yourself, which will hurt your body.”

"Really? Brother Ye really has a heart." Brother Ye did it?
The corners of Li Weiwei's mouth twitched slightly, and she tried to say, "But isn't the content a bit strange? And the color matching..."

How could Bai Chengyun allow such things to be hung at home?

Simply a loss of taste.

Bai Chengyun must be very angry, right?
Brother Ye: "My father also thought the content was bad at first, but now he likes it very much. Grandpa also thinks it is good. Everyone thinks it is very suitable for Xingan and treats her very well."

Li Weiwei began to wonder if she came to Qiuyuan to humiliate herself this early in the morning.

She and Brother Ye couldn't continue talking, so they could only turn their heads to find comfort from Bai Yuanhai.

Li Weiwei was familiar with Bai Yuanhai's temper, and managed to coax the old man into laughing with just a few words, "You girl, you can make fun of grandpa. It's time to find you a husband's family and let your future husband take good care of you. "

Finally got to the point.

Li Weiwei glanced at Su Qingyue who was chatting with Xingan out of the corner of her eye, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, how much do you dislike me, why do you always want to marry me out recently? Am I just annoying you like this?"

Bai Yuanhai feigned anger and said: "All of you, you only have work in your eyes all day long, and you are so busy that you don't care about getting married, and the other doesn't care about getting married. If I still let you mess around, when can I hold a few more important ones?" Grandson? Do you think I can take it easy?"

After taking a shower, Bai Chengyun, who changed into a black formal suit, came down from upstairs, and dragged away the chair on the other side of Bai Yuanhai: "Brother Ye dismantled all the appliances in the old house when he was two years old, how many times does grandpa want to do it again? A few great-grandchildren, aren't you worried that they will set the entire Luoxia Mountain on fire?"

This brat will argue with himself.

Bai Yuanhai was furious: "If you can really give me a few more babies, even if you burn them all, I'm willing."

Bai Chengyun calmly cut the sun eggs on the plate, "Then I will move my dad's coffin out of the ancestral hall first, so as not to be burned to ashes."

Bai Yuanhai's blood pressure was going to be high again.

Su Qingyue heard a happy corner, and squatted beside Xingan, holding back her laughter until she was about to explode.

She glanced casually, and found that Li Weiwei's complexion was not very good-looking either, and it was completely gone from the high-spirited look she had when she first entered the autumn garden.

No wonder, what Bai Yuanhai said was so obvious that he almost opened a room and locked Bai Chengyun and Li Weiwei in it to have a baby.

Bai Chengyun has the ability to change the topic to South America.

This is a master.

She didn't stay any longer, let Xingan and Brother Ye have a good meal, and while everyone was in the restaurant, she went to the public restroom to take a quick fighting shower.

When she came out, everyone had already left, even Bai Yuanhai went to play chess at an old comrade's house.

Brother Ye is still waiting for Su Qingyue: "Aunt Su, I asked Housekeeper Yu to reheat the rice, so you can eat while it's hot. Don't worry, it's still early, I'll wait for you."

Xin Gan was taking medicine, so such a young child could not change his expression when faced with a lot of medicine.

You can even think about other things: "Mom, come back early this afternoon and take me to get my hair permed? I'm going to kindergarten tomorrow, and my hair is all falling apart."

Su Qingyue stuffed a mouthful of bread and thought for a while: "Okay, I'll make an appointment with a barber first, and I'll give you a better potion this time."

When Brother Ye heard that Xingan was going to perm his head, he was also eager to try: "Aunt Su, what do you think of my hair, how about perming it and dyeing it in five, six, seven or eight colors?"

It must be very personal, right?

At that time, in terms of height, he can also compete with Xingan.

Su Qingyue almost choked on the bread: "Brother Ye, you want your head permed too? Does your father agree?"

Brother Ye took a spoon and used the reverse side to reflect on his prosperous beauty: "Although the body, hair and skin are the parents, but my father is so busy with daily affairs, we use this little thing to disturb him and interfere with his work, Su Auntie, I don't think this is good."

Su Qingyue: "..."

Well, she doesn't know, she only knows that if she really took Brother Ye to have her hair permed, Bai Chengyun will kill her when he comes back, right?
Ha ha.

Su Qingyue didn't want to admit that she was still a little scared and Bai Chengyun was angry.

She considered her words and discussed with Brother Ye: "Brother Ye, you see that Xingan's hair is naturally curly, so it is very suitable for curling hair. Your smooth straight hair, curling, It's a pity. And you usually dress up as a gentleman, and your hair is permed, so it doesn't suit your dress, right?"

Brother Ye put down the spoon, "It's simple. People can't maintain one style all the time. Life needs to be colorful and changeable. Life is interesting. When I get my hair permed, I'll change all my clothes into punk styles."

Wow, that's pretty cool just thinking about it.

Xingan really likes Lisa's outfit when she met Lisa for the first time, "Brother, let's form a duo. I also wear punk outfits. Mom YO taught me how to paint punk-style makeup. I will show you Come on. I also think you have always been wearing a three-piece suit, which is very boring."

After Xingan said so, Brother Ye became more determined to perm his hair.

He also pursues a personal life.

Su Qingyue has no appetite to eat anymore, she is completely full.

Brother Ye couldn't persuade her, so Su Qingyue could only find another way and dialed Bai Chengyun's phone number, "Well...I want to perm my hair with oranges, and Brother Ye will follow suit. Do you think...is it okay? If yes , I’ll take him there too.”

With a timid tone, she was far away from Su Qingyue who was confronting Bai Chengyun positively.

Bai Chengyun's answer was simple.

His voice seemed to be warm, passing through the current all the way, turning into an ice cone and piercing into Su Qingyue's cochlea: "You can try."

With a "ding", I hung up the phone.

Look at this bad temper.

I'm used to it!

Su Qingyue made a vicious expression towards the phone, and when she turned to look at Brother Ye, she felt a severe headache again: "Brother Ye, your father...he doesn't agree."

Brother Ye's expression was very calm: "Oh, I guessed it a long time ago. It's okay, I don't need his consent."

Xin Gan stepped on the chair, took out a rose from the vase in the middle of the dining table, and gave it to Brother Ye: "Brother, it has always been your demeanor of not being afraid of power that has attracted me deeply. I like it. You have to keep working hard."