"Forget it, he has a higher vision now, and he won't care about you, just be your aunt in the future."

"Oh."

Wu Xiaomei was about to close the door.

"Keep the door open."

"what?"

"Don't shut it up, don't shut it down."

"Oh."

upstairs.

Jiang Nan said helplessly, "I can't help it. My dad wanted me to share a room with you. He deliberately didn't let someone clean the room next door. Why don't I sleep on the floor tonight?"

"No...no need, you come up."

Jiang Nan took off his gold-rimmed eyes and smiled, "I'm a normal man."

Liang Xiaoqiao whispered: "If you don't come up, you can lie on the floor and sleep."

Jiang Nan put the pillow aside and lay down on the bed.

midnight.

When Jiang Zheng vaguely heard some voices in his ears, he got up and went forward, closed the door, and muttered: "Hurry up, hurry up, you can hug your grandson soon."

Wu Xiaomei was lying on the bed, already fast asleep.

Jiang Zheng took a square towel, wiped the old photo on the cabinet, and muttered to himself, "It's really similar."

……

Chapter 237 English, Calligraphy, Life

Fang Cheng recently learned English online with Qingqing and Xiao Yuer.

Yang Yueyue originally thought that Fang Cheng was acting on a whim, but after a few days, when she saw Fang Cheng reciting vocabulary in the yard every morning, Yang Yueyue didn't think so.

Anyway, what Fangcheng is doing now, Yang Yueyue is no longer surprised.

Thanks to the system, Fang Cheng learned English very quickly. It is reasonable to say that even some college students who have left school for many years and come back to learn these things will have a hard time, but Fang Cheng learns it very easily.

I recite the vocabulary every morning when I practice, and I still remember it the next morning.

Grammar and so on read it again and remember it.

Fang Cheng also tried reading mathematics books and physics books, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember the contents of the books. Sure enough, his language talent was only for language.

Besides.

After Qingqing, Xiao Yuer, and Mingming went to school, Fang Cheng would still practice brush calligraphy at home, but Yang Yueyue didn't care. She felt that Fang Cheng's calligraphy practice was just like a woman's boring knitting at home. It was a way to pass the time.

Days go by like this.

The end of the year is approaching, and this winter, it seems that it is not so cold.

house.

Yang Yueyue hugged Mingming, Qingqing and Xiao Yuer leaned on Fang Cheng's shoulder, watching a talk show variety show, and the whole family would be amused from time to time.

"Honey, you or I will cook at night."

"Old rules."

The husband and wife raised their hands and said rock-paper-scissors at the same time.

Fang Cheng raised his fist and looked at the scissors drawn by Yang Yueyue and said with a smile, "Haha, I won, you go to cook."

"Then you wash the dishes."

"What, didn't you say that cooking and washing dishes go together?"

Yang Yueyue put Mingming on Fang Cheng, walked into the kitchen and said while wearing an apron; "Then I don't care, anyway, you wash the dishes."

Fang Cheng sighed, pretending to be helpless and said: "Sure enough, you women are unreasonable."

The little guy asked in a childish voice: "Papa, what about the dog?"

"Sleeping behind the sofa."

After listening, the little guy struggled to get up, ran behind the sofa, and found the lazy big yellow dog.

He poked it with his hand, and the big yellow dog opened his eyes and took a look, then closed them again.

Fang Cheng caught the little guy back and said, "The dog is old and going to sleep, don't touch it."

The little guy obviously didn't have the concept of getting old, but he wanted to touch the big yellow dog. Fang Cheng tried to persuade him, but he didn't respond, so he put the little guy on the sofa forcibly and didn't let him get off.

The big yellow dog has been in this family for so many years, and has long been a member of the family. Now it is obviously getting old, and it doesn't bother to move.

Fang Cheng turned his head and rubbed the dog's head, and stopped disturbing it.

Xiao Yuer hugged Xiao Bai, watching TV with relish.

Fang Cheng took a look at her exposed feet, touched them with his hands, felt a little cold, and said quickly: "Don't sit here with bare feet, quickly find a pair of socks to wear."

"Didn't you turn on the air conditioner?"

"You can't be barefoot even when the air conditioner is on, go put on socks."

Xiao Yuer pouted and went upstairs to look for socks.

Fang Cheng was about to say Qingqing, but Qingqing immediately raised her feet and said with a smile, "Hee hee, I'm already wearing it."

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "It's so old that I can't turn the collar well."

Qingqing turned around habitually, Fang Cheng stepped forward to turn up Qingqing's collar, and then stopped talking.

Had dinner.

He fell asleep soon after.

After the whole family watched an episode of TV series, they all washed their faces and went to bed early.

The night passed quickly.

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