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Fang Jiaming is a talking master. Look, what he said is reasonable, but it sounds much more comfortable than what Jian Minghui said.

Isn't it, there is a concern for Jian Mingfan in every sentence, for his sake.

Ahh

Chu Qi took a sip of him.

If you are so kind, the world will be peaceful. Who doesn't know what you have in mind?

The two of them don't have a clear face, one is virtuous. They are all masters who make a big deal out of nothing.

When Jian Yiyang was about to speak, Jian Mingfan's voice came from the door: "Yiyang, what are you looking for me?"

Then I saw Jian Mingfan walking from the door, and when I saw the old lady and Jian Minghui sitting in the living room, I was slightly stunned.

"Second brother, here. Fang Jiaming pursed his lips and smiled when he saw Jian Mingfan, and called very politely.

"Mom," Jian Mingchao called to the old lady on the sofa, and then glanced at Jian Minghui, "Minghui and Jiaming also have it." ”

After speaking, he looked at Jian Yiyang with some blankness.

Jian Yiyang was also confused, he hadn't called his second uncle at all.

So, his brows were tightly twisted into the word "Sichuan". Needless to say, this is the meaning of Jian Minghui again. I just don't know what tricks I want to do in his house today.

"Seven," Jian Yiyang patted Chu Qi's back and said softly, "Go eat first, it's almost eight o'clock, you haven't eaten dinner yet, don't be hungry." ”

It's okay not to say it, this one, the seventh year of the first year really felt hungry, and even called out a very cooperative "Gollum".

Okay, it looks like there's another big drama today, and it's estimated that there will be more people coming in a while.

This is knowing that there is no way to invite everyone back to Jane's villa, so he simply moved the stage to their house.

Come on, it's another big battle.

Since there is a war, it must be filled. Besides, even if she was hungry, the two in her stomach would not be hungry.

Chu Qi nodded at him, turned around and re-entered the kitchen.

"What's going on here?" Jian Mingfan glanced at the old lady with a headache, and then at Jian Minghui, and said something a little bored, "Mom, Minghui, can you save your worries? Can you stop bothering Yiyang and Chuqi at every turn? Can you let their little couple have a comfortable life? Chuqi is pregnant now, can't you be considerate of her? Do you have to find something to do? Minghui, you too, you are not young, don't always learn from others to do something that does not use your brain!" Tell me yourself, you are fifty years old, have you done a decent thing? You know how to chase after the wind and catch shadows all day long, and do nothing to do! If you really have nothing to do, take care of Jinqi, don't let him indulge in games all day long, and quickly pull him back to the right path while he is still young and can teach. I really have to wait until you can't teach, it's too late to cry, and you regret it!"

Jian Mingfan is telling the truth, Fang Jinqi, the son of Jian Minghui and Fang Jiaming, is only fourteen years old today and is only in the first year of junior high school. But my academic performance is a mess, and I know how to play games all day long, no matter where I am, I always hold a mobile phone. The eyes were already close, but the two in-laws didn't say anything, and they still indulged him vigorously.

"Second brother, let's talk about this later, let's talk about you first. Jian Minghui said with a look of disdain and mockery.