Sheng Anning is complaining, who let Zhou Shixun not protect himself outside and get hurt every day.

When Zhong Wenqing heard that his son was injured, he also became nervous, and hurried over to take a look: "Why is it injured?" Where did it hurt? It's not serious, you kid is really good, why don't you tell me if you're hurt. ”

As he spoke, he went over and moved to lift Zhou Shixun's clothes.

Zhou Shixun wanted to dodge, but Sheng Anning came over and held his hand, and then helped Zhong Wenqing lift his clothes: "Look, there is still here and here, when I come back, the wound will suppurate, and I am not afraid that the wound will not heal." ”

Zhong Wenqing's eyes were red in distress, and he reached out and gently touched the edge of the gauze: "You said that you are a child, and you don't say that you are injured, does it hurt?" ”

Zhou Shixun shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore, you don't have to worry, it'll be fine after a while." ”

Zhou Nanguang had already guessed that Zhou Shixun would leave without saying hello, there must have been an accident, but he didn't expect the injury to be so serious, and sighed: "Take care of your injuries and be careful in the future." ”

The profession he chose, his father, could not say that he should avoid danger in the future.

Zhong Wenqing cried distressedly, thinking that Sheng Anning's pregnancy was a happy thing and couldn't cry, he quickly wiped his tears and took Sheng Anning to the back room to see what she bought.

Boxes were moved in, opened and shown to Sheng Anning.

Sheng Anning looked at the bed and instantly turned into a hill, Zhong Wenqing was still taking things out, a little shocked: "Mom, how did you buy so much, can you wear it?" ”

Zhong Wenqing waved his hand: "I didn't have time to make small quilts and small mattresses, I thought about doing it here, these fabrics are also made of small clothes, these are finished products bought, the quality looks pretty good, you must be nutritious when you are pregnant, you have to drink these milk powder malt milk essence every day, don't worry about money, your father and I still have Shi Xun's salary, it is not a problem to support you and the child." ”

He turned out a stack of old sheets from the suitcase: "These are some old sheets at home, it is best to make diapers for children, wash them many times, there is no pulp on them, they are soft and do not hurt the child's buttocks." “

There are also several small belly pockets made of satin, both red and yellow: "These were bought in a hurry, and they look good, and it is auspicious to dress the child warmly." ”

Sheng Anning looked at Zhong Wenqing with red eyes and pulled out one by one: "Mom, you have prepared too much, you have bothered too much." ”

Zhong Wenqing ignored her, stood in the middle of the room and thought for a while, slapped his head and took out two milk bottles from the box: "I also brought two baby bottles, I bought them in an overseas Chinese store, I definitely can't buy such a good quality here, in case the milk is not enough, the child can drink milk powder." ”

Sheng Anning stretched out his hand to hug Zhong Wenqing: "Mom, I was really moved, I don't even know what to say, you are as good to me as my own mother." ”

When it comes to his mother, Zhong Wenqing thought of the woman he met in the provincial capital, and he ignored his daughter, Sheng Anning even thought that his mother was good.

also said that he was as good as her own mother, what a stupid child.

Thinking about it, Sheng Anning became more and more distressed: "Silly child, it should be good to you, you marry Shi Xun, you are my child, I am not good to you, who is good?" Not to mention that you will give me the eldest grandson. ”

Sheng Anning laughed with tears in her eyes, thinking that if her mother knew that she was pregnant, she would definitely be so happy, and she would definitely be so careless and move home with everything.

hugged Zhong Wenqing and coquettishly: "Mom, you are so good to me, I will be too proud." ”

Zhong Wenqing patted her on the back: "You just have to be proud, your parents will support you." ”

Zhou Chaoyang entered the door and looked at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were hugging, and then looked at the things in the place, as well as the things on the bed that were like mountains, and was startled: "Mom, are you going to open a store?" How is there so much stuff? ”

Shocked to go around the boxes on the ground, read them all, and still felt exaggerated: "If my sister-in-law didn't give birth to seven or eight children, she would be sorry for so many things." ”

Sheng Anning burst into joy, these things prepared by Zhong Wenqing are indeed enough for three or four children, there are too many, how can you buy fabrics and various colors to buy a few meters, so how much can a child wear?

It's too arrogant to buy things, and the conditions of the Zhou family are good, who dares to buy like this in the countryside, I'm afraid I have never seen so many new fabrics in my life.

Zhong Wenqing felt that it was not much at all: "We can wait for the child to grow up slowly, the fabric will not be broken, and these are bought for An Ning, you are not going to college, how can you not have a few good clothes at that time." ”

Sheng Anning was a little surprised, she thought that she was going to have a child, Zhong Wenqing and they would definitely not be willing to let her be admitted to university, even if she didn't say it, she would definitely not be happy in her heart.

After all, you can't take your children when you go to college, and it's very likely that you will throw your children to them, or find an aunt to take care of your children.

Which mother-in-law wants her daughter-in-law to be good-looking and go to college.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Wenqing was very supportive and gave her Zhang Luo's clothes to go to college.

Zhou Chaoyang flipped through the fabric on the side, and asked a little sadly: "Mom, didn't you give it to me?" ”

Zhong Wenqing wondered: "Why do you want to buy it, isn't your unit issuing clothes?" And you have a salary and a cloth ticket, you can buy it yourself. ”

Zhou Chaoyang was happy: "Mom, I'm not your own, my sister-in-law is." ”

Zhong Wenqing snorted coldly: "Yes, you are not my own child, you picked it up." ”

Zhou Chaoyang didn't mind, and took the fabric and gestured on his body: "This looks good, my sister-in-law must look good when she makes a skirt." ”

Sheng Anning was a little embarrassed: "You like you to take it, I can't wear it, and you don't have to dress so well to go to school when the time comes, just be simple, I'm going to school and not to be beautiful." ”

Zhou Chaoyang hurriedly waved his hand: "My mother bought it for you, I don't want it, besides, I don't like to wear skirts, and it's inconvenient to walk and work." ”

Zhong Wenqing was very satisfied with Sheng Anning's words, and he had to dress plainly when he went to school, which showed that this child had a good heart, but he should still dress beautifully.

After all, girls, who don't like to be beautiful.

Lunch was not cooked at home, and the family went to the town cafeteria to eat.

When she went out, she happened to meet Tian Xiu drying clothes, Sheng Anning said hello to her, and on the way out, she asked Zhou Shixun with her eyes if she wanted to tell Zhou Nanguang and his wife about Zhou Luancheng.

Zhou Shixun thought about it and nodded, thinking that it could be said.

Before Sheng Anning could speak, Zhou Chaoyang had already taken Zhong Wenqing's arm and chattered about Zhou Luancheng's life.

Zhou Nanguang was a little surprised, their investigation had not progressed, and it was obvious that someone had deliberately erased the mark that Zhou Luancheng was still alive.

Zhong Wenqing didn't react after hearing this, but glared at Zhou Chaoyang: "What nonsense are you talking about, when did your second brother die, why did he still come back to life, your second brother has always been a soldier." ”

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