Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

Chen Changbo was very moved. If he could have another child, he would look like him and Shuting's child.

that……

Chen Qingyi pouted, look at that stupidity!

"Why don't you hurry up and pick up your little wife and eldest daughter? Why are you hanging around here?"

"You're not waiting for dinner, are you?"

Chen Changbo looked at her in disbelief, "You made so many delicious dishes, didn't you celebrate your Aunt Yang's discharge from the hospital?"

There are dumplings stuffed with mutton and radish, and there are roasted chicken, beef stewed with potatoes.

"What spring and autumn dream are you doing?"

Chen Qingyi's eyes were wide open, and her hands were busy picking up dumplings.

"I found out why you are all so thick-skinned!"

"We might as well peel it off and make it into a tank. Even the artillery shells can't penetrate it!"

"Do you think that with our relationship, I will let you eat my food? You don't even have a share of the dumplings and soup."

"Come on, come on, I'll make you angry. Take that kid lying in the house away with you."

"The food I cooked is only enough for me and my third brother."

Chen Changbo: "...!!"

Chen Jiahe, who was waiting to eat dumplings in the room: "...!!"

It's so heartless and cold.

Helpless, Chen Changbo took Chen Jiahe, who was swallowing his saliva, changed his clothes and prepared to go out.

Before he even walked out of the yard, he saw Chen Qingfeng running back sweating profusely.

Face to face at the door, without saying hello, they just ignored her and Le Diandian ran towards Chen Qingyi.

"Sister, I'm back, look at how many bullet casings I collected.

When I find some more, let's glue it into a tank! "

"Okay, find more, and you can make a gun with more." Chen Qingyi's eyebrows were crooked.

I got soap for Chen Qingfeng.

Let him wash his face properly.

"After washing our faces, let's eat whatever you like."

As he spoke, he took the dishes and chopsticks from the table and raised the roast chicken to show him.

"Okay." Chen Qingfeng bared his big white teeth.

The brother and sister were so happy, with their faces filled with happiness, that Chen Changbo felt a little uncomfortable.

Chen Jiahe was a little envious.

When his mother and sister were discharged from the hospital, he could do the same, so he tugged on Chen Changbo's sleeve.

Chen Changbo came to his senses and said, "Let's go!"

Maybe it was because Chen Changbo hadn't appeared in the past few days, which made Yang Shuting panic.

When I see someone, I immediately hug him and cry.

Chen Changbo felt a little uncomfortable being in public, and wanted to push her away, but seeing her clothes swaying a little, he suddenly felt distressed.

He patted his shoulder comfortingly.

"Okay, don't cry. You are still acting like a little girl at such an old age."

"It's a joke." The two children are still here!

Yang Shuting: "...!!"

Is this because she is too old?

cry!

Chen Changbo didn't know that his straight statement hurt a fragile woman's heart.

Seeing that the person finally stopped crying, he was relieved.

Yang Shuting's legs were not healed yet and it was difficult to walk, so Chen Changbo borrowed a car.

As soon as the car drove into the family compound and got out of the car, I was surrounded by old women under the big banyan tree.

Aunt Feng was the first to fire, squeezing away Chen Changbo who was like a flower protector, curling her lips.

"Hey, are you finally out of the hospital? Why haven't you been so smooth yet?

Even on crutches! "

Yang Shuting's injuries were penetrating injuries.

In addition to Chen Qingyi's contribution, he has not been well taken care of, and he will not be cured in a while.

Chen Changbo asked a carpenter to make a crutch for him.

Aunt Zhang also followed up with a strange tone, "It's not like the secret agents are ruthless!

Let me tell you, these spies are too dishonest. They just answer whatever they ask, and yet they are so harsh. "

Sister-in-law Qin followed closely, "The key is to implicate others, not to mention the misfortune of my own man.

Other people’s daughters also suffered the same misfortune!

Let me tell you, that girl Xiaoyi is so kind-hearted that she still delivers soup every day.

It’s also fun to drink.

You won’t be afraid of rotten intestines or black poop after drinking it! "

"What are you afraid of?"

An unknown lady raised her eyes and said, "She is a rotten heart!

She didn't expect that even her uncle who had raised her since she was a child could stab her, but he didn't pay any attention to her before she left.

There is also someone who wants to send others to die. He is so young and so evil! "

"It's, it's..."

"..."

Chen Jiarou dared not speak out when she was angry.

Malice flashed quickly in his eyes, and he wished he could sew the mouths of those who teased his wife.

Yang Shuting was about to cry but had no tears.

Who understands her pain? Yes, she drinks soup every day, but it is more poisonous than poison.

The pig's trotters with hair, the crucian carp with all scales, the green snake with bamboo leaves, it was so incredible that she wanted to vomit just thinking about it.

If she didn't drink it every day, Chen Qingyi would pour it into her mouth.

But everyone in the same ward received the benefits and went out to breathe fresh air every day.

She wanted to tell Chen Changbo, but she was afraid that he wouldn't believe her.

She is such a bad stepdaughter, and then she thought about the letter her second cousin wrote to her, telling her not to contact her in the future.

Just treat the relationship of so many years as being fed to the dog.

I shed painful tears.

Aunts and ladies: “…!!”

Mad, you squeezed the cat to urinate again, why are you so annoying!

Forget it, forget it, it's better not to say it. If you don't faint again, you don't need that good girl Xiaoyi to take care of you.

Look, these filters are too thick.

The foursome were spared, like monkeys in a zoo, seen all the way to their doorstep.

As soon as I walked in, I still couldn’t breathe a sigh of relief.

"Crack! Crack!"

What greeted them were two loudmouths thrown over by Chen Qingyi.

He slapped Chen Jiarou's face firmly and crookedly again, and the redness and swelling that had subsided became visible to the naked eye.

"Ah ah ah, what are you doing? Why are you hitting me again? I will fight with you."

Chen Jiarou rushed towards Chen Qingyi with bared teeth and claws, wanting to give her a few blows, preferably to break her appearance.

He couldn't even hide the viciousness in his eyes.

Chen Qingyi snorted disdainfully and kicked her straight and long legs towards her chest.

He kicked the person away directly and hit the wall like a kite with its string broken.

"why?

You still have the nerve to ask, you are not only vicious, but also quite forgetful!

You cursed my mother to death and made her faint. You don't just want to let this matter go, do you?

Some of them treat their sons as losers and don't feel sorry for their own mothers.

As a granddaughter, I have to seek justice for my grandma. I am her most beloved granddaughter! "

After saying that, before anyone else could react, he stepped forward and slapped him twice.

The princess just turned her head and flew back to the house.

Chen Jiarou was left with her face covered, her eyes dull, but full of hatred.

There are also Yang Shuting and Chen Jiahe who look distressed.

Only Chen Changbo had a wonderful expression.

The old lady Chen who was mentioned was very unhappy, very unhappy. She scolded Yang Shuting every day these days.

I made almost 20 yuan.

Today, I suddenly told her that she was discharged from the hospital!

Where would she go to find someone? Wouldn't this cut off her income?

Sure enough, every daughter-in-law the second son married was always here to fight against her. Hey, just thinking about it makes me want to sigh.

Old Man Chen glanced at her. The opportunity was right in front of him. Who was to blame for not seizing it? Unlike him, he had earned ten chickens.

Chewing on the chicken thighs happily.

Chen Qingyi, who returned to her room, sat on a chair and tapped the armrest with her left fingers.

Again and again, this was her habitual action when she was thinking about something.

"Sister, what are you thinking about?"

Chen Qingfeng stopped wiping the bullet, raised his head and asked.

Chen Qingyi curled her lips, "Third brother, you said we were going back, but I can't let go of Chen Jiarou. What should I do?"

Chen Qingfeng: "...!!"

What a joke of the century.