After arriving at the kitchen, Song Xiuru told Nanyan about what Nanbei said she wanted to raise her, and after Nanyan heard it, she looked at the living room with a surprised face, "Beibei said?" Did you hear the difference? ”

How can it be? As for her daughter, who can't take care of herself, she is thankful that she can support herself when she grows up, and she still supports her grandmother.

Cut!

Whoever loves to believe believes it, she doesn't believe it anyway.

"I'm not deaf in my ears, I can hear accurately, that's what Beibei told me. She said, grandma, don't be afraid, I will raise you when you grow up. Song Xiuru said in the tone of Nanbei just now.

Nan Yan smacked her lips and said disapprerovingly: "She said today that she forgot tomorrow, and when you ask her next time, she will pretend to be confused with you." ”

"That's better than you, too!" Song Xiuru glared at Nan Yan and said, "At least my family thinks about me and feels sorry for me, unlike you, since you followed Chen Jiaqi, you are no longer the daughter of the Nan family!" ”

"How can I have ......," Nanyan defended.

"You don't?" Song Xiuru raised her eyebrows and pushed Nanyan who was in the way, "You forgot how many things you did to disgrace us in order to please Chen Jiaqi!" ”

"What a shame, what a shame, I'm unmarried and pregnant, or stealing chickens and dogs, I just accidentally ordered the kitchen when I was cooking at home, and this spread to our family's courtyard, it became a shame! Hey, hey, are you my own mother, are you so buried in your own daughter! Nan Yan pouted and complained.

Song Xiuru couldn't help but roll her eyes, she looked at Nan Yan who was unabashed, "You dead girl, what nonsense, be careful to let Beibei hear." ”

"You said me first...... After being glared at fiercely by ......the mother, Nan Yan shrank to the side, and her voice gradually weakened.

Song Xiuru mixed the dumpling filling neatly with her fingers, and began to count the past: "You conscienceless lamb, if it weren't for your father kneeling and begging the doctor to say that he wouldn't give up if he died, how could you still be alive and well now!" Other people's families are patriarchal, but our Nan family is just upside down. I don't let you do any work at home, you eat all the delicious food first, you and Nan Qiang fight, and we never ask whether it's right or wrong to kill him first. Now that I think about it, I really owe your brother too much, but we are like a pampered girl who grew up like a pearl in the palm of our hands, but we took the initiative to go to another house to be a fire girl and a cleaner! The key thing is that we still heard about this from the neighbors, asking you if you will admit it, and then you pulled your hand that was burned with blisters, and you cried and said, it is so difficult to cook, your father's face hung down at that time, but he was not angry, he was distressed, and then after treating your wounds, he sat on the balcony and smoked a cigarette for a night......"

Song Xiuru's throat tightened, and she pressed her eyes with the back of her hand, "Look at me, what's wrong, just talk about useless ......"

"Mom......" mentioned her deceased father, and Nanyan felt very uncomfortable.

She stepped forward, hugged her mother's thin back from behind, and whispered, "Mom, I was wrong, I shouldn't have talked back to you." ”

Song Xiuru shook her shoulders, "Get up, don't be slimy." ”

"Mom......" Nanyan was coquettish beside her mother.

Song Xiuru couldn't help her daughter, so she touched Nanyan's hair and sighed softly, "Parents in the world, who doesn't want their children to live happily, see that you would rather endure hardships, be wronged, and be with the Chen family with an iron heart, your father and I will fulfill your wish even if we are unwilling." Fortunately, Chen Jiaqi has performed well over the years and has lived up to your father's expectations. ”

"Jia Qi is a good person." Nan Yan interjected.

Song Xiuru pursed her lips, "Let's barely pass." In addition to cooking, everything else needs to be improved. ”

"He makes money to support his family, he takes care of Beibei, and he still ......"

"He also asked you to come to see me with dozens of pounds of shopping bags!" Song Xiuru waved her hand and knocked off Nan Yan's hand on her shoulder, "It's a shame that he did it and let you take such a heavy thing, but he put five people and six people in his pocket, and went to that station and called my mother." ”

"I promise a ghost!" Song Xiuru opened her mouth and wanted to count another matter of her son-in-law, but after thinking about it, she gave up.

Nan Yan sneered on the side: "I went back to talk about him, and he knew it was wrong." Change it next time, and it will definitely change next time. ”

"Who is rare! I don't bother to pay attention to the two of you, or our family Beibei is the best for me, and he is sincere to me, Beibei-" Song Xiuru raised her neck and shouted.

"Grandma, what's the matter?" North and South asked.

"Grandma asks you, who are you closest to!" Song Xiuru said.

"Grandma!" The North and the South replied without thinking.

Song Xiuru slapped her cheek, and her old facial features suddenly squeezed into a blooming chrysanthemum, but her laughter was still so loud and high-pitched, "Hahaha, hahahaha, you heard it, Beibei likes grandma the most, and grandma is the closest!" ”

After saying this, it wasn't enough, she simply put down the basin, ran to the living room, hugged the north and south and kissed her fiercely a few times before coming back triumphantly.

Nanyan couldn't cry or laugh, thinking to herself that this old child, the old child really didn't scream.

Song Xiuru finished her work and started to get down to business, she kneaded the dough and asked Nanyan to help her mix the filling.

"What's the stuffing?" Nan Yan used chopsticks to flip through the meat filling in the ceramic basin.

"Camelina pork, Beibei's favorite food." Song Xiuru rolled up her sleeves and pushed the dough hard with the edge of her palm.

"There are still camelina greens, isn't this just spring?" Nanyan asked.

"Now it's all greenhouses, and you can have these wild vegetables all year round. I also wrapped it for you a few times last winter, oh, it will be Beibei ...... at school" Song Xiuru was just halfway through her words when she heard a "bang" sound, and when she looked up, she saw Nanyan walking briskly outside with an ugly face.

"Yan'er, what's wrong with you?" Song Xiuru turned around and asked.

Nan Yantou waved his hand without looking back, "I have diarrhea." ”

Have diarrhea?

Okay, what to eat is not right.

"Beibei, go to the drawer under the TV cabinet in the living room to find medicine for your mother, norfloxacin capsules." Song Xiuru shouted.

"Got it." Nanbei got up to find medicine.

Nanyan inked in the toilet for a while before coming out, and Nan Nan, who was watching TV, pointed to the medicine box on the coffee table and said, "Grandma let you eat." ”

"If you don't eat it, you can put it away." Nanyan walked towards the kitchen.

"Then I'll tell grandma." The north and the south have made a killer move.

But this time Nanyan was very persistent, "I didn't take any medicine, I only got sick after taking it, your grandma is just blind and nervous." ”

Nanbei shrugged his shoulders and assumed a casual pose, then suddenly leaned his neck and shouted at the kitchen: "Grandma-my mother-"

"I eat, I can't eat, I'm really convinced of your ancestors and grandchildren, they are my nemesis!" Nanyan bent down and grabbed the medicine box on the coffee table, and walked to the water dispenser on the side.

After a while, she threw the capsule board with the two pills on the coffee table, "Drink it." ”

Nan Nan's gaze moved from the TV to Nan Yan's face, stayed for a few seconds, and nodded, "It's okay." ”

Nanyan was so angry that her throat hurt, she didn't go back into the kitchen without her head, Song Xiuru looked at her and teased: "Why, I was treated by Beibei again." ”

Nan Yan pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice, "It's as difficult as her father." ”

Song Xiuru heard it and thought deeply, "If you don't say that the girl is like a father, if the strength of Beibei comes up, hey!"

"There's really no one who can cure her." Song Xiuru said.

"Mom......"

"Well, what's wrong?" Song Xiuru turned her head.

Nan Yan originally wanted to talk to Song Xiuru about running away from home in the north and south, but when the words came to her lips, she still stumbled.

"Oh, no, it's nothing, I just wanted to call you."

Song Xiuru glared at her silly girl, and rolled out a dumpling wrapper with her fingers neatly, after which she stopped her movements and was silent for a few seconds, "Yan'er." ”。

When Nan Yan heard her mother's tone, her heart suddenly chuckled.