The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

Meng Wantang sat on his lap and told him softly: "But now I am really happy, I am so happy that I am going crazy."

"I know."

"Lu Qingye."

"I'm here."

"Lu Qingye, I want to take my mother back to live."

"it is good."

"I'm still a little worried about dad. He seems to have suffered a lot and is a bit pitiful. If you can, can you help me comfort him?"

Meng Wantang raised her head, held his face, and kissed him. She felt a little sorry for Lu Qingye for arranging such a difficult task for him.

Lu Qingye was coaxed by his wife and agreed to everything.

"Make sure to complete the mission."

"It's so kind of you!"

Meng Wantang saw that the time was almost up, and said to him: "I'll go to the front and take a look. You stay here to guard the child. Otherwise, the little fat boy will be uneasy when he wakes up."

"Don't worry. When the child wakes up, I will change the clothes for the child." Lu Qingye said clothes, and Meng Wantang remembered that she should also change clothes.

Those were specially prepared by my mother.

She opened the closet and was stunned.

"what happened?"

Lu Qingye walked over with long legs, looked into the closet, and realized why his wife was stunned.

The clothes inside are arranged according to age.

There will be a piece of paper on it.

Meng Wantang picked up one, which read: "Wanwan is one month old, but it's a pity that I didn't wear the clothes prepared by my mother."

"Wanwan is one year old. She should be grown up. Mom bought her new clothes."

"Wanwan is growing up very fast. My mother has prepared several sets of clothes for my one-year-old baby. I hope my little Wanwan will be healthy and free from illness and disaster."

"Wanwan is two years old, and wearing such a beautiful little dress and reciting ancient poems, he must be the most popular child in the courtyard."

"Happy fifth birthday. Wanwan is going to study and be a happy child."

"Wanwan is eleven years old and is in junior high school. She is a graceful little girl who must be very well-behaved and cute."

"I will graduate from high school at the age of seventeen."

"Late night..."

"Happy birthday to my twenty-two year old Wanwan."

"Twenty-three years old, Wanwan is already a big kid, so she needs to be pretty."

A cupboard full of clothes.

Two sets per season.

From birth to the age of twenty-three, sometimes there are several extra sets of clothes. When you pick it up, you will find a note written in the pocket of the clothes.

"When I see other people wearing Bragi, my baby should be wearing one too."

"This is a bread suit to keep you warm. Wanwan will definitely like it."

She liked it, bought it herself, and has been reluctant to wear it.

"The color of this scarf is very nice, suitable for a little girl. I bought a sky blue one. When I go out with Wanwan, others will definitely recognize that we are mother and daughter."

When Meng Wantang saw this note, her nose was so sore that she burst into tears: "We don't look like mother and daughter, we look like sisters."

She also saw shoes and socks, beautiful cloth shoes, woolen socks, and various hats.

Lin Su's love healed the scars of losing her parents and family when she was young in her previous life.

If nothing happened to my parents, this would be what they are now.

Thank God for giving her the opportunity to be filial to her parents.

Meng Wantang turned around, put her forehead on his chest, and said with a choked voice: "Lu Qingye, I'm really happy."

"Ah."

He patted her back gently and said nothing. She doesn't need any verbal comfort, she just needs such silent companionship and quiet listening.

"I used to be really afraid of meeting my biological parents. I was worried that they were not who I thought they were. Now I know that I was not brave enough. If I had worked harder, I would have had the chance to meet them years ago. .”

"Didn't you work hard?" Lu Qingye raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, "If you meet those people, I'm afraid you will never see your relatives again in this life."

Meng Wantang was slightly startled. She thought of Chen Jiaojiao's reaction and frowned, suspecting that Chen Jiaojiao probably knew about her.

Could it be something from a previous life?

Unfortunately, she couldn't ask.

Rebirth is a very incredible thing.

"You're right, everything is an arrangement of fate." Meng Wantang looked at her son who was catching up on his sleep with very gentle eyes, "It's like the little fat kid never speaks."

"Are you feeling better now?" He frowned, worried.

Meng Wantang pulled her lapel and kissed him gently: "Thank you, I'm going out to help! You rest for a while, I'll come over and ask you to eat later."

"Ah."

Lu Qingye wanted to stay and take care of the children, so he didn't leave.

He watched Meng Wantang take out a piece of clothing from the closet. He planned to put it on but then hung it back up. She turned around and came over to hug him: "I'm very happy! I hope I can share this good luck with you. I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, he seemed to be afraid of what Lu Qingye would say, so he pretended to be calm and left.

Seeing her quick steps, Lu Qingye raised his eyebrows, feeling funny and warm in his heart. The feeling of being cared about is completely different.

She was afraid that he would be sad, but she still took care of her own mood like this. It was obvious that her heart had been messed up for a long time, but she still didn't forget to comfort him.

He is not that fragile of a man.

But once in a while, I pretend to be vulnerable and it feels good to be loved by my wife.

Meng Wantang walked forward.

Little Fatty woke up on his hind legs.

He opened his beautiful big eyes and was looking at Lu Qingye curiously.

Lu Qingye lowered his head and asked the little guy: "Why did your grandma bully you?"

"Do you want to avenge me?" Xiaopang spoke very slowly, making people anxious, and his tone was full of doubts.

This guy is also a ruthless character who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.

not simple.

Lu Qingye said calmly: "Of course I will avenge you, otherwise what would I say?"

"But she said you were most afraid of her and listened to her the most." Xiaopang's words suddenly made Lu Qingye's eyes dim. He was worried about scaring the child, so he covered it up very well.

"I listen to your mother."

"I also listen to my mother."

Xiaopang was very happy. He sat up and looked at Lu Qingye with a smile. He seemed to have no psychological shadow at all.

"When you get back, dad will avenge you." Lu Qingye made a promise to Xiaopang.

Xiaopang hesitated for a moment: "Can you ask my mother to avenge me? My mother is more powerful."

Lu Qingye: "..."

Is he looked down upon by his own son?

Meng Wantang didn't see the critical blow that his youngest son, who seemed to have the best temper and the most naughty temper, gave Lu Qingye. She had reached the front yard by now and went straight to the kitchen when she heard the noise.

Lin Jing saw her coming and hurriedly pushed her out: "We don't need you here. Come in and stay there."

"Of course I'm going to make a few specialty dishes. If nothing else, my cooking skills are pretty good. Auntie, are you really not going to try it?" Meng Wantang saw Lin Jing hesitate and said, pretending to be disappointed, "I also want to give my mother a little surprise."

"Oh, your dad is here too, why don't you go and take a look?" Lin Jing was moved, but she was not fooled.

Meng Wantang didn't even move her eyelids: "You can see it soon after I finish my work, not now."

Lin Jing secretly observed Meng Wantang, and when she saw the look on Meng Wantang's face, she felt that her niece's temper was not ordinary.

She actually started to sweat for her brother-in-law.