The doll is soft and delicate, and her skills are at the top of the 70 exam

That's what I said, but no one is in charge, so I just feel uncomfortable.

How happy a company of brothers is!

It's just a pity...

Jiang Aiguo also saw that he was absent-minded, but he was not comforted either.

People are always making progress, no one will wait forever...

In the room, Jiang Aiguo checked the recent accounts, "Although we have not been here these days, the accounts for the past few days have been done very well. You will follow this way in the future. There is nothing wrong with it. Xiao Liu, you also The boss is not young anymore, so he can't always be in charge, right? He has to learn to grow, and he can't always be heartless."

Xiao Liuzi was wronged, he thought he was quite sensible.

Forget it, his eloquence is not as good as Jiang Ge, so I won't break up with him.

"Okay, I will work harder in the future."

Jiang Aiguo:......

Just fool me.

Jiang Aiguo's visit this time wasn't just to check the accounts, he also chatted with his brothers about his recent plans, so when Jiang Aiguo came out, it was already dark.

Jiang Aiguo hammered his sore arms, "Fighting is really tiring!"

The next day.

In order to save more money, the old lady dragged the half-dead Jiang Minsheng into the car back to the Beihai Brigade.

Of course, Jiang Aiguo followed, and as for Baimei, of course she was taking care of the children at home.

As a woman, at critical times, you have to give up your freedom to cook at home and take care of your children.

Well, Baimei was wearing a floral white dress, twisting her buttocks and waist in front of the mirror, "Girl, what do you think of mom's dress? Isn't it very pretty? I rushed it out overnight according to the latest pattern in Kyoto. "

"It's beautiful, it's so beautiful," Jiang Mengmeng smirked, sitting on the ponytail, stretched out her paw and tugged at her mother's little skirt, "I like this little red flower."

"What little red flower, this is a camellia! Camellia!!" Baimei slapped Jiang Mengmeng's claws that were secretly buckling the hole, and lifted Jiang Mengmeng from the stool by pulling her collar, "Come on, mom made you one too." Let's see if it looks good?"

Red base, white camellia.......

Dabao covered his face and laughed loudly, "Mengmeng, your mother will definitely make clothes for you with leftover fabric from her clothes."

Even so, Jiang Mengmeng is still very happy.

Most of her previous clothes were pure colors, and many of them were reddish and white. It was the first time she had such a festive dress with small florals. She liked it.

"Oh, Mengmeng is so beautiful." Jiang Mengmeng tiptoed in front of the mirror and twisted her hips and waist, "Mom, I also want a white dress on you."

"I'll make it for you when Mom finds a good fabric later on." Baimei was very satisfied, "Sure enough, it's festive for white and fat to wear red, and this camellia is chubby."

"Hey, are you going to take me out for activities today while grandpa, grandma and dad are not at home?" Jiang Mengmeng asked happily, her tone full of anticipation.

Before, she secretly followed her mother to the underground theater, so excited, where are you going today?

Jiang Mengmeng rubbed her hands excitedly.

Bai Mei patted her daughter's little head with satisfaction, "Well, let's go to the scrap collection station and buy a bicycle today."

She had already negotiated with someone in private, and went in and out of the waste collection station, saving the middleman to make the difference.

Jiang Mengmeng was shocked. She was dressed so beautifully. Was she just going to the scrap collection station?

Mengmeng is just... very wronged.

No matter how bad she is, she can accept going to a state-run restaurant for a meal.

It's a pity that Baimei couldn't see the disappointment on her daughter's face.

Baimei locked the door, humming a little tune and riding the bicycle very comfortably.

Jiang Mengmeng pouted and hugged her mother's waist tightly.

The short legs hanging in the air show that the owner has no trust in the cyclists.

Dabao muttered worriedly, "Isn't this big bar bike too unsafe? It's so inconvenient for girls to wear small skirts, Mengmeng, you can take off the big bar."

Jiang Mengmeng's eyes lit up, "Can it be removed?"

Dabao patted his chest and called out the shopping mall, "Yes, as long as you come out freely, I can search for everything for you, and I can also let you build a miniature bicycle."

Jiang Mengmeng:......

If I am willing to come out freely, why do I need you?

It’s really exciting.

She has wanted to ride a bicycle for a long time, but her legs are short and she can't reach it, so she can only look at her parents eagerly every time.

Woohoo, I'm so jealous.

"Mom, can we not sell this bicycle?" Jiang Mengmeng asked, tugging at Baimei's flowery skirt.

Baimei laughed, "If you don't sell it, you will pay for the postage to raise it."

Jiang Mengmeng nodded fiercely, "I can."

"No, I can't," Baimei resolutely refused, joking, her daughter's money is also hers, how can she be so prodigal?

If there is a lot of money, she doesn't mind her daughter giving her the money, hehe.

"I found the sign-in location, Yanhai Provincial Waste Collection Station, do you want to sign in?"

Jiang Mengmeng waved, "Come on, sign in!!"

Dabao: ...Why do you look like a little bandit?

"You successfully signed in at the waste collection station in Yanhai Province, and obtained the shifting bicycle technology."

Open the door of convenience, Mengmeng, if you are not sure enough, you are not stingy Jiang Mengmeng.

Jiang Mengmeng, who was extremely excited, got out of the car and grabbed the back seat tightly.

Baimei&Buyer:.......

Baimei stared: "Let go!"

Jiang Mengmeng shook her head resolutely, "I don't!"

Bai Mei nuzui: "Believe it or not, I will beat you!"

Jiang Mengmeng pouted and insisted: "If you hit me, I will sue my grandma!"

"Hey, you've turned a blind eye." Baimei bared her teeth, and made a big move, "Selling the car, your father agreed."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen." Jiang Mengmeng shook her head fiercely, "It doesn't count if I don't agree!"

"I'm your mother, so I'll let it go," Baimei said roguely.

Jiang Mengmeng stared angrily, and snorted, "Dad said, you need the consent of the three parties to make a decision. You are too arbitrary, and it will do great harm to the future friendly relationship."

Baimei: ...

One set of fallacies.

Seeing Jiang Mengmeng's stubbornness, Baimei had no choice but to beat the baby in front of outsiders, right?

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I won't buy this bicycle today, and let you run away for nothing. These candies are some of my wishes, so I'm really sorry." Baimei apologized.

The aunt who came to buy the car looked at Fuwa's Jiang Mengmeng, and felt less angry in her heart. She pulled Baimei and said earnestly, "Baby has a stubborn temper. You can't depend on her for everything. The more you depend on her, the more you will have to rely on her in the future." Fantian, so, when it’s time to act, do it, don’t hesitate, if you don’t want to do it, let the child’s father come, one will always be a good person, and the other will be a bad person.”

Jiang Mengmeng, who was listening with pricked ears, nodded fiercely. Grandma was right. She was a bad person at home, and her parents were good people.