Song Lao Er was too much of an eyesore, so he didn't look this way.

Jiang Erzhuang glanced at Wang Yuzhu playfully, Wang Yuzhu stood up arrogantly, and it was far from his own.

Boss Jiang can't look at it, but his daughter-in-law is still on the side, what is the matter with this husband looking at other people's little daughter-in-law.

Boss Song didn't care, and he was used to seeing it at home.

The shriveled and shriveled two tosses, plus two slender grape grains, are not at all attractive, and it is no wonder that they can't tie up Boss Song's heart.

Song Youzhi sighed with a happy face, and was coaxed to sleep after a while.

Jiang Xiaochi said in his heart, just this Zaza, he doesn't want it to be rare.

finally had enough wine and food, and Boss Song's family returned happily.

Before leaving, Wu Laibao did not forget to ask Song Er: "Second child, Ming'er will bring the girl over early, and my sister-in-law will show you a hand when the time comes, and fry two good dishes." ”

If it weren't for the fact that the two families should have lived before and after, Wu Laibao would have the heart to squeeze in here for a night, not for anything else, just for these good meals left on Jiang Xiaochi's family's table.

Look at the oil flowers at the bottom of the bowl, if you put aside a pause, you can still satisfy your cravings.

I didn't forget to mutter to Jiang Lanying in my heart: Put so much oil, why are you so loser!

Jiang Xiaochi has a headache, in the second year of the middle school of tomorrow, Song Lao Er has to lead himself to pay New Year's greetings to Song Lao and his family. Even if he is happy, the child will perform today's drama again, Jiang Xiaochi can't stand it in his heart!

After a meal, Song Lao Er was in a complicated mood.

It doesn't matter if Mr. Song is in tune or not, but people come over to give themselves a long face. Although Wu Laibao has fallen a little, it seems that having this brother and sister-in-law is much better than nothing.

With the strength of the wine, Song Lao Er lay on the kang with his back facing the sky.

Dizzy, compared to Wu Laibao, being able to marry a daughter-in-law like Jiang Xiaochi is the creation of his previous life.

Song Lao Er looked at Jiang Xiaochi with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, what do you say I am, I can marry a good daughter-in-law like you in this life." ”

Jiang Xiaochi thought for a while: "Eighty percent of you have peed in a certain pool in your previous life." ”

Song Lao Er: "......"

Jiang Xiaochi said it lightly, the more you total, the more it is like this, or where did you get the fate!

Song Lao Er was confused: "Then what kind of fate are we, it's enough to pee!" ”

After Song Lao Er finished speaking, he began to move his hands and feet, and the daughter-in-law who received the certificate couldn't do anything too much when she closed the door and window.

"Who said we just got married and had children, so we don't have to worry about it......" Song Lao Er gasped and pressed Jiang Xiaochi under him.

The plan of the year lies in the spring, so what...... Spring seems to be the season for mating.

After a busy night, Song Lao Er didn't feel weak. I got up early the next day, and I was busy working outside the house, and the whole person was dressed up in good spirits, because today was the day when Lingjiang Xiaochi officially went home.

Song Lao Er was also stunned in his heart, thinking that today was the second day of the Lunar New Year, and there was a daughter-in-law who had not passed the door in the third child, thinking that Song Lao Bolt would not give himself too much face.

But as for whether or not to give himself a problem, this Song Lao Er will treat me badly.

My haunting home is a time bomb that detonates at any time, and maybe something bad will happen in the next second.

Jiang Xiaochi felt tired of fighting back and forth, not homesick and prosperous, he had the intention of currying favor, who didn't want to live in peace.

That day in the hospital, I was a little desperate at what I did. Even Jiang Dawu bought a new one inside and out, but he didn't take care of the mood of Song Laozhuan and his family at all.

In fact, Jiang Xiaochi was either unprepared, or he didn't plan to take it out, who is not the diaphragm.

But today, in desperation, Jiang Xiaochi still took out the new clothes that he had prepared for Song Laozhuan and his family earlier.

A bright red shirt and pants, plus a pure wool cashmere sweater for one person.

And not only did they prepare Song Laozhuan and Song Auntie, but even Song Boss and Song Xiaosan's Jiang Xiaochi didn't pull it. One person and one pair of material pants, whoever receives such a gift during the New Year will feel face.

As for cow flowers? Jiang Xiaochi planned to give the money directly. At present, the family is just looking at the past, and the two of them have to get along.

As for whether something could impress those two hard-hearted people, Jiang Xiaochi didn't want to think about it.

Song Xiaosan heard that there was movement at the gate of Jiang Xiaochi's house, and he waited at the gate of the courtyard early.

Song Laozhuan was a little unhappy because Song Lao and his family came back to make trouble, and they all turned to Song Xiaosan: "What are you waiting for in the cold wind, your second brother doesn't know the door of the house, use you to be courteous." ”

Song Xiaosan didn't care: "Dad, why don't you understand." This is the first time my sister-in-law has officially stepped on our door, and I have to make the welcome ceremony a big one. ”

Song Laoshuan: "I'll tell you, don't be foolish. The whip in the lower room will be used at noon, and you will order it for me at this time, and I will make a sound for you at noon. ”

Song Xiaosan stomped his feet angrily: "Dad! I'm the one who wants to marry a daughter-in-law, so can't you save me some face in front of the flowers? ”

Song Lao was used to Song Xiaosan, and remembered that Niu Huahua was still watching from the side, so he took back the words that continued to count Song Xiaosan back into his stomach.

Song Xiaosan saw Song Lao Er and Jiang Xiaochi from a distance and went out to greet them, Niu Huahua followed, and then Wu Laibao also greeted the child with his arms.

Jiang Xiaochi didn't see the figures of Song Laozhuan and Song Damiang, and knew that the old couple must be holding a shelf in the house.

Song Lao Er entered the house: "Dad! Mother! I'll take the girl back to give your second elder a New Year's greeting. ”

Song Lao sat firmly on the edge of the kang, and his eyelids didn't go up: "Just stand and worship for the New Year, have you forgotten the rules left by your ancestors over the years?" ”

Aunt Song slipped aside: "No! is still a person who has gone to school, and it is not as good as your eldest brother who has not been to school to understand the rules. ”

Boss Song knows what his mother thinks, but if such a rich brother pushes out, isn't it a lack of heart.

Thinking of this, Boss Song immediately said peacefully: "Mom, look at what you guys are talking about." The second child still doesn't understand the rules, you just sit on the kang and wait for the ceremony. ”

Wu Laibao knew that Song Laozhuan was still missing, and he didn't forget to remind: "No, it's the first time my brother and sister have entered the door." ”

Wu Laibao's implication is that he will not give the money, and you can't save the money for the New Year.

Knowing that Song Lao Er and Jiang Xiaochi are rich, Song Lao He Wu Laibao is really willing to surround Song Lao Er. As long as the old couple is not a demon, the day when the two of them borrow light in the future is still ahead.

Song Xiaosan found a sack for Song Lao Er and spread it under him, and Song Lao Er kowtowed to Song Lao Bolt and Song Auntie without saying a word.

When it was Jiang Xiaochi's turn, Jiang Xiaochi made a salute unhurriedly. I didn't call me uncle and aunt, nor did I change my name to my parents.

Song Laozhuan just wanted to speak, Jiang Xiaochi hurriedly pushed the new clothes in his hand in front of Song Laozhuan and Aunt Song.

Song Lao Xuan was thoughtful, and Aunt Song, who was shallow-eyed, finally showed a little smile on her face.

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