Seven Zero Jiaojiao was spoiled by the big villain rough man and cried

Along the way, she tells the great deeds of Yuan Shu generously taking in three mothers and daughters whom she doesn't know, and providing them with delicious food and drink.

When the guards came to pick them up, they took them to the army by the way, and they didn't hesitate at all for the car fuel.

It's just that when they approached the dormitory building, family members watched them whispering from time to time.

Some even stared directly at Feng Qian, their faces full of sarcasm.

Don't ask, someone is spreading false rumors.

There was only one person who knew about Zheng Qing's divorce and who didn't deal with them.

Who it is, you can think of it with your toes.

This is the first time I've seen Wen Jing, a 20-year-old gossip woman.

However, she, Yuan Shu, probably did not expect that thanks to her splash of publicity, they could save a lot of tongues.

Glancing at Mama Yuan with a proud face beside her, Wen Jing approached her and whispered a few words.

Feng Qian is very frank, white cannot be black, she is not false at all.

Zheng Qing also noticed it, and coldly glanced at the group of gossiping women who were whispering.

He wanted to speak intimidatingly, but his wife shook her head.

The turmoil in the rivers and lakes caused by women should be calmed by women.

When I chose not to hold a wedding banquet, I thought about this possibility.

But it doesn't mean that those who don't know the reason can turn right and wrong.

She will use her way to straighten those people's tongues.

Zheng Qing's yard is at the innermost end of the first row behind the dormitory building, and the environment is quite quiet.

Two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one toilet, each with a yard at the front and back.

The house has been tidied up and all daily necessities are ready.

Feng Qian likes this new environment very much, the only downside is that there is one less room, and her son and daughter-in-law cannot live together.

In the empty courtyard, Feng Qian thought of the flowers in the county town.

When Wen Jing returned to the county to attend the wedding, she brought a few pots of roses along.

Flowers are planted in the front yard, and vegetables can be planted in the backyard after spring.

It can not only help with food, but also pass the time.

Send the people there, put down the food and meat dishes just bought in the city, and make an appointment to come over for lunch at noon, and Wen Jing and the others will also go back to their dormitory.

Passing by Yuan Shu's yard again, Mother Yuan was already gesticulating and giving orders.

Wen Jing pursed her lips and smiled, her steps were much lighter.

The house had been vacant for a while, and it was already full of dust, so the four of them had to clean it together.

Thinking of the red motorcycle in the wooden shed downstairs, when I first saw it, it was bright and beautiful, with no dust in it.

During their absence, I am afraid that many children will patronize.

Wen Jing asked Li Han to push him to Zheng Qing's yard.

She's not stingy, but she's afraid of being knocked down by an incomprehensible kid, hurting people, cars, and neighbors.

When they were cleaning, Xiao Qingqing found the door was open and ran over.

Standing at the door with her red face upturned, she yelled sweetly to the inside: "Sister."

Li Han went downstairs, Wen Jing was making a bed in the back room, heard the little guy's voice, and came out amused.

Quite sharp-eyed.

When I first went upstairs, the doors of the two rooms over there were closed, and I thought I was not at home.

Wen Jing waved to the little guy before she walked into the house.

Long time no see, the little guy seems to have gained weight.

When walking, the two little claws on the head flicker, very cute.

Wen Jing went into the kitchen, brought out two cups of hot milk, and handed her a small cup.

The little guy happily answered, "Thank you sister."

After taking a sip, as if thinking of something, she said in a childish voice, "Sister, Happy New Year."

Wen Jing scratched her little nose, said happy new year, and went back to the room and took out a red paper bag and stuffed it into her pocket.

"This is the New Year's red envelope that my sister gave you. I wish Xiao Qingqing grows up, becomes more beautiful and cuter."

The little guy was so amused that he giggled and clutched the pocket of his new cotton coat tightly with one hand.

This is a gift from my sister, she must keep it safe, and don't let my parents know.

When Li Han came back, he saw one big and one small sitting on the bench, drinking milk in the same posture.

Seeing someone, the little guy swallowed the milk and shouted in the same voice: "Brother, Happy New Year."

Wen Jing winked at Li Han: What about New Year's Day?

Li Han pursed his lips, walked around the inner room, took out a red paper bag, squatted in front of the little guy and shook his hands.

"Call me brother-in-law, this is for you."

Call him his wife and sister, how can he call him brother again?

They are husband and wife, not brother and sister.

The little guy looked at his serious brother, and then at his smiling sister.

Some don't understand, a brother is a brother, why do you call him brother-in-law?

What is brother-in-law?

Is it my brother's name?

"Brother-in-law and brother."

The little guy blinked his big eyes, with that innocent appearance, Wen Jing almost spit out the milk in his mouth.

Ha ha......

Brother-in-law?Is this the name of a horse?

Why is the little guy so cute?

Li Han's face turned dark, and he tried his best to correct it, "It's brother-in-law, not brother, and not brother-in-law."

Although the little guy was ignorant, he understood the sentence, and obediently called out brother-in-law.

A certain person was satisfied, and handed out a red envelope, and squeezed her little paw in a good mood.

Looking at the man's triumphant smile, Wen Jing suddenly thought of this sentence: A man's childishness, regardless of age.

She didn't understand the meaning of this sentence before.

The man in front of me is more real than the four-year-old kid, didn't he just answer this sentence?

Wen Jing handed the leftover milk to the man, "I'm going back to the county seat tomorrow morning, how about you?"

Tomorrow's Lantern Festival is a good day for Hua Yu and Kong Dongyu.

When she was in Beijing, Hua Yu was afraid that she would miss the time, so she called several times to urge her.

But she was not at Feng's house, so Feng Qian picked her up and told her.

Li Han raised his head and sighed, nodding to express his agreement.

There is no task for the time being, and he cannot be absent from his brother's wedding.

Zheng Yanru's matter, his commander's father can handle it.

The one who came to look for Xiao Qingqing was Feng Yongfei who was full of fans.

The couple were making glutinous rice balls at home, but the little guy disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Thinking that she had entered the room to play, she made glutinous rice balls and went into the room to have a look.

What about people?

Realizing that the little guy ran out, Feng Yongfei hurried out the door.

The corridor is also empty.

Just as I was about to go downstairs to find someone, I saw that the door of 203 was open, and my nervousness relaxed.

You stinky girl, you don't even tell your parents when you look for your sister.

But when did they come back?

How did the little guy know?

When Feng Yongfei stood at the door, he saw his daughter's entire face buried in the cup.

When he raised his head, there were white traces of milk around his lips, and his big eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled.

His wife told him that Comrade Wen often gave his daughter milk.

The girl likes to drink milk so much, it seems that she must find a way to buy some milk powder.

"Li Ying, Comrade Wen, Happy Chinese New Year, you are back."

"Father." Seeing his own father, the little guy hurriedly got off his chair and ran towards Feng Yongfei.

Feng Yongfei squatted down and opened his arms to catch the man.

"Slow down, daddy's hands are dirty, you play first, daddy goes back to wash his hands and then come to hug you."

He came out in a hurry to find someone just now, so he just wiped it dry casually, so as not to stain her new cotton padded clothes.

The little guy put the cup to his mouth, "Dad, drink it."

Feng Yongfei pursed his lips and shook his head, "Father won't drink, Qingqing will."

Xiao Qingqing forced the cup into his mouth.

In the end, Feng Yongfei couldn't resist, and took a shallow sip.

Huh?This taste seems to be different from the milk powder I have drunk.

Sweet, very fine and smooth, no insoluble powder at all.