As for the Tian family, Tian Yuan left the dining room and went to the living room after drinking the soup in one gulp, with a calm face, writing a few words, in a bad mood, sitting next to Tian Jiabao, looking at the time, and asking, "What time did your second sister say that her plane came?" ”

"At half past eight, I just got on the plane for a while, and my father said that he was going to pick up the second sister and let you have a good rest at home." Tian Jiabao's eyes didn't take off the TV, and on the TV, there were cartoons that were beyond Tian Jiabao's age that he should watch, crayon Xiaoxin, and Tian Jiabao didn't have time to speak, and directly hugged the pillow and laughed.

The crayon Xiaoxin on the TV is twisting his ass and screaming, the picture is in everything, it is an elephant painted with lipstick, there is no doubt, the next second, Crayon Xiaoxin was beaten.

Tian Yuan hugged her chest and looked at Tian Jiabao, she really couldn't stand this kind of bad cartoon, reached out and grabbed Tian Jiabao's remote control, and directly changed the TV.

"Big sister! You bully! It was the TV I turned on first! Tian Jiabao jumped to his feet.

"The minority obeys the majority, you can't let so many of us with normal IQ accompany you to watch crayon Xiaoxin, right? If you're only eight years old, we'd let you go, but how old are you now? You ask your grandfather and third uncle, do you want to see it? Tian Yuan raised her eyebrows and put the TV on the news.

Of course, the old man doesn't like to watch this kind of cartoon, but he just watched Tian Jiabao happily, and the two old men were bored and couldn't understand and didn't let Tian Jiabao change the channel.

"There is a generation gap between our era and your era, and your grandfather and I can't understand it, just watch a bear child make his mother angry, but we don't care if I see Jiabao happy." Tian Maoxing took on with a smile.

"But no, Jiabao, when your sister Yueling came last time, weren't you also looking at crayon Xiaoxin? What did you say about Sister Yueling? Tian Maochun thought for a few seconds, and then said, "Before I became a mother, I thought Crayon Xiaoxin was very cute, but when I grew up and became a mother, I didn't like children like Crayon Xiaoxin. ”

"Eldest sister, this is precocious! Sister Yueling is different from being a mother! Tian Jiabao pouted and retorted, and then glared at Tian Yuan, only then was he relieved.

Tian Maoxing saw that Tian Jiabao was going to lose his temper, so he asked Tian Yuan to return the remote control to Tian Jiabao, Tian Yuan shook his head, saying that he couldn't get used to Tian Jiabao, and directly went upstairs angrily.

"This kid has a lot of temper." Tian Maochun smiled, but he didn't worry, the three sisters and brothers of the Tian family have always been, and they will be reconciled in the next second.

However, Tian Yuan is in a bad mood, which is something that can be seen.

"I just heard you and Xia Shang on the phone? What's wrong? Is this a quarrel on the phone? Tian Maochun patted the position on his side and let Tian Yuan pass.

"No noise." Tian Yuan shook his head, "Where would Xia Shang quarrel with me?" It's not a twenty-year-old hairy boy, like a family treasure, with a strong temper like an alcohol lamp that can't be extinguished. “

With Xia Shang's temper, Tian Yuan packed the ticket, no matter how willful she was, no matter how unreasonable she was, Xia Shang would not quarrel with her, and if she provoked Xia Shang, the most she could do was to take an ideological and political class, and then punish her in various ways.

Besides, Tian Yuan is not the kind of person who likes to quarrel to increase her feelings, but this time she hung up Xia Shang's phone, and she really didn't control her temper for a while.

No one can accept such a thing at once.

She waited with hope, waited for the Spring Festival on New Year's Day, waited and waited, and waited and waited, thinking that she would be able to meet Xia Shang during the Spring Festival, and she would be able to make up for the regrets she had before.