Grandma Nuan was puzzled, and when she saw her husband pretending to be profound, she shook him: "Just finish talking, don't say half of it." ”

"I'm only half guessing, if not, this half is also wrong, the days are still long, and the matter of creation is uncertain." Zhang Zhijin turned his head and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go see Sister Ying'er." ”

Sister Ying'er is the eldest daughter of two people, and now she is three and a half years old, and it is the time to be cute.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Zhijin looked back and saw that his wife didn't come with her, and suddenly thought of something, and her voice instantly became cold: "Did your mother say something to you today?" ”

Grandma Nuan hurriedly shook her head: "No, my mother is very good to me." ”

"She's good to you?" Zhang Zhijin immediately raised his eyebrows: "If you don't say yes, then I'll ask in person!" ”

"Ah Jin!" Grandma Nuan was immediately frightened and chased after him and grabbed his arm, and she was not lightly frightened: "What are you crazy about at night." ”

"Am I crazy? I'm your husband, and I'm Sister Ying's father, just watch your mother and two being ignored by your mother, right? Zhang Zhijin didn't need to think about it, and said coldly to Tan Bai, who was scared in: "Why is the eldest lady embarrassed your master and Sister Ying?" ”

His mother-in-law Wang is a patriarchal, because he and his wife have been married for five years, and only got a girl, Sister Ying'er, so she is extremely unkind to see Grandma Nuan, and in the next two years, Sister Ying'er is not happy.

"Nothing." Grandma Nuan hurriedly let Tan Bai go down, holding her annoyed husband's waist: "It's me who is not good, I can't give birth to a son for you, the eldest young master is going to inherit the position of the Duke of the British Mansion in the future, I can't live without the eldest son, the eldest lady is asking me today, I think——"

"Think what you want! I saw that my mother was too idle to do anything, so I said, you dumped this housekeeper errand for her, and I asked her to take care of the affairs in our room every day. Zhang Zhijin put his arm around his wife's shoulders, and his voice was very pious: "Nuan Nuan, I swore in your ancestral hall when I married, and I will be a couple with you in this life, I didn't marry you to pass on the lineage and give birth to a son." ”

"But you can't inherit the title of future without your son." Grandma Nuan's eyes were moist, and she had no 100-day scenery at all, and at this moment she silently bit her lip and circled her husband's neck: "Otherwise, I will make a concubine room for you, you are wronged-"

"Okay, you're going to treat me as a son, aren't you?" Zhang Zhijin put his head against his wife's head, and suddenly laughed: "Today, I went to the temple and asked for a good sign, what did you say to me?" ”

Grandma Nuan looked at him, and suddenly she stopped her waist and hugged her.

She was so frightened that she almost didn't scream.

"The Bodhisattva said that where there is a will, there is a way."

"What are you messing around, I haven't finished reading the account book, aren't you going to see Sister Ying'er?" Grandma Nuan raised her hand in shame and slapped Zhang Zhijin twice in the heart

Sister Ying'er, who was hugged by the nurse and waiting for her father to coax her, blinked her grape-like eyes, and smiled when she saw the white man come out to cover her mouth.

The little doll tilted her head in confusion, and was hugged by the nurse and turned her head away.

Sister Ying'er sighed, her grape-like eyes were full of great doubts, and she pointed to the inside with the little finger of her own nurse's neck, and said softly: "Daddy、、、、、、"

The nurse hooked the tip of the little doll's nose and smiled briskly: "Daddy is doing serious things, and I will play with Sister Ying." ”