Chapter 297: The Temple (5)
Chapter 336
Jiang Jinyan sighed, "I don't go out to play at night, anyway...... I have something to do in the evening anyway. β
Speaking of such ambiguity, the child's curiosity was heavy, the two little guys glanced at each other, and simply didn't go out, lying on the side of the kang with a brush, two pairs of little hands patted Jiang Jinyan's back, and kept saying, "Dad, what are you doing at night?" What do you do at night......"
Annoying.
Jiang Jinyan turned over angrily and looked at the two children with big eyes, "Don't ask, Jinyan won't tell you, you go out to play, I'll go out with you in a few days, don't forget to call me when the time comes." β
The two little ones let out an oh and ran out hand in hand.
When I went out, I also said to Song Xiulian, "Grandma, let's go out to play, let's call Dad, Dad doesn't want to go, grandma, let's go-"
The little milk voice was still floating in the air, and the two small figures were long gone.
Song Xiulian couldn't help but walk into the Westinghouse, "Excuse me, are you not feeling well?" β
In the past, Jiang Jinyan used to get up on time, but if he didn't get up today, forget it, what does it mean to lie on the kang just after eating?
Jiang Jinyan had no choice but to tell Song Xiulian what he had just said to Sanbao and Xiao Shu'er.
Song Xiulian is not two children.
I definitely know something.
After listening to her son's words, she said with a red face, "I mean, your daughter-in-law is already very tired during the day, you have to take care of her more at night, and you have points in your heart." β
Jiang Jinyan nodded and said, "Mother, I know." β
Song Xiulian's face was so red that she was almost dripping blood.
But there are some things that should be explained, after all, the current son is different from the previous son.
The head is not very easy to use.
Song Xiulian: "......"
She couldn't take it anymore.
Song Xiulian stomped her feet, "Anyway, you can't do this in the future, did you hear that?!" β
Jiang Jinyan sighed, "I heard it." β
Song Xiulian hurriedly ran out.
The old face was flushed.
This stupid son, you said that he has a bad head, but he can still ......
She, a mother, can't talk too much to her son, alas!
Song Xiulian glanced at the back of Qin Jiujiu, who was busy, and felt more and more sorry for September, so she hurriedly went to catch an old hen and wanted to kill Qin Jiujiu to make soup to replenish her body.
Over thereβ
Qin Jiujiu and Jiang Mai carried a large jar, and Jiang Laosan carried the other one and sent it to the river.
The ice by the river is not too thick at this time, and it is a thin layer on the surface, and after it is smashed open, it is still flowing water.
There are still many people washing clothes by the river.
Take advantage of the time before the year, hurry up and wash everything that should be washed at home, and when the New Year comes to the house, there are neighbors and relatives at home, and it looks clean.
Someone saw Qin Jiujiu and immediately greeted him, "Fourth daughter-in-law, come here." β
Qin Jiuyue and they carried the jar over, "Thank you, sister-in-law." β
At this time, Sister-in-law Jiang, who was downstream, said sullenly, "I was going to be there just now, didn't you say that there was someone?" β
The sister-in-law laughed, "Isn't this coming?" β
After speaking, he glanced at Jiang's second sister-in-law.
Yesterday's second sister-in-law's troubles had already spread throughout Xinghua Village.
What kind of people are the two of them, everyone can see.
So the people in the village all wanted to distance themselves from them.
After all, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black.
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