Shentai didn't listen, he only hugged Ji Wanrong's slender waist tightly, and said with a little childishness, "Third sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's been more than a month." ”

"You kid, why are you disobedient?" Seeing that his son was like this, Fucha stepped forward and took Shentai to let go, and said, "Your third sister married and became a relative, there is a difference between men and women, and you can't be like this in front of people in the future." ”

"Third sister, is Fourth Baylor good to you?" Shentai really let go of his hand, and then raised his head to look at Ji Wanrong and asked.

Although he is a child, the worry in his eyes is about to come out, he is much shorter than Ji Wanrong, and he looks slender.

If it's a girl, it's nothing to be thinner, but Shentai is a male doll, so it's not a good thing to be so thin.

Ji Wanrong reached out and touched Shentai's little head, and then said lovingly, "Sister is fine, don't worry." ”

In modern times, she doesn't have any relatives, but Ji Wanrong doesn't hate Shentai's intimacy, but really feels like a sister.

Although she doesn't know if it's the original owner's subconscious feelings or her own emotions, she still likes this kind of family affection.

Fucha pulled Shentai into the house, saw that he was still sweating on his forehead, and helped him wipe his bare head with a handkerchief.

poured a cup of tea for his son, and then complained to Ji Wanrong, who walked into the house, "Rong'er, you just indulge him too much." ”

Although she was complaining, Fucha had a smile on her face, looking at the harmony of her children, how could she not be happy.

"Eniang, the fourth brother is still young, don't scare him." Ji Wanrong knew what the Fucha clan meant, and she was afraid of causing trouble to herself.

Only then did he smile and said to Shentai, "Fourth brother, I haven't seen you this month, you haven't grown taller, you have to eat well in the future, and the next time my sister sees you, you will definitely give my sister a surprise." ”

Although it is said that the Ling Mansion is poor, there is still no problem with food and clothing, but it is just that there is no nourishment from some rich people.

As soon as Shentai heard this, a bit of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, he poured a cup of tea, and was busy, "I know, third sister, let's take a look." ”

Listening to Shentai tell some interesting things about the school, Ling Zhu came back, dusty.

When she saw Ji Wanrong at home, her eyes fluctuated a little.

Ling Zhu is a middle-aged man after all, and Rao sees his beloved daughter, but he is also very restrained.

The two sons still had official business and couldn't come back, and the Fucha clan couldn't wait any longer, so they set the meal themselves.

At the dinner table, Ji Wanrong looked at the dishes and bowls of food, although it was not as good as the one in Baylor Mansion, but it had a taste of home.

She has eaten a good amount of food recently, not only eating vegetables and drinking soup, but also eating two bowls of rice.

Seeing that several people in the Ling family were dumbfounded, Shentai was even more distressed, "Third sister, are you not full of food in the Sibeile Mansion?" ”

The chicken leg in Ji Wanrong's mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, so she hastily chewed two bites and swallowed it, "How come!" ”

In fact, it is true that I can't get enough to eat! But recently, it's much better than before, but the food doesn't taste very good, and I don't have any appetite.

"Then you gobble, like you haven't eaten enough for a few days." Shentai didn't mean anything else, and as he spoke, he put the chicken thighs in his bowl in Ji Wanrong's bowl.