Until this year, there were already three children.

"Shouldn't I still be grateful for your requisition?" Jiang Ye looked at her speechlessly and let out a long sigh.

Jiang Ye didn't really accept the things in the management factory now, his parents had limited energy, so with the mentality of carrying their own family, the warehouse on the second floor responsible for packing and hanging tags was contracted to a cousin of Jiang Ye, and his cousins Jiang Ming and Wang Xiu were taking care of it every day.

Twenty-seven this year, twenty-eight next year, the year is always rising year after year, but my own ideas and how to get out of the current predicament are still at a loss.

Jiang Ye smiled and didn't answer, it was rare for Ms. Wang to take the initiative to say something, but after opening the conversation box occasionally, it was inevitable that she would always say a few more words, and it was impossible to stop casually without saying a word.

Jiang Ye hesitated, but still shook his head and said, "No, I'll wait to go home and eat." ”

"It's okay if you want to think like this," Ms. Wang brushed her hair, and suddenly asked curiously as if she had thought of something, "By the way, I heard that you have been very dissatisfied with the food upstairs recently, and you haven't gone up to eat for half a month, right?" ”

"Oh, so you don't need to apologize if you don't say anything?" During the period of time that Jiang Ye had been on it before, he could almost be regarded as devastated.

Now he doesn't often go up to help, in addition to the fact that Lu Mingyuan often asks him to have dinner at home together, another reason is that he wants to reduce the intersection with Jiang Ming and them.

23.224.255.35,23.224.255.35; 0; pc; 5; Motie Literature is twenty-seven this year and twenty-eight next year, and the year is always rising year after year, but his own ideas and how to get out of the current predicament are still at a loss.

Before getting married, the two felt that this was a good match, and there was no one who knew each other better than each other.

But when they really get married, they seem to have become two steel bars, and they are fighting each other in different ways every day.

However, the strangest thing is that neither of them wants to give up on each other so simply, so they begin to want to set their sights on the next generation.

From the age of fifteen to the present, it was as if he had been standing still.

"Well, there's always a little bit of expectation, isn't it?" Ms. Wang smiled helplessly and sighed: "You three brothers and sisters, one by one, don't let me worry. Compared to your eldest brother and second sister, you can barely be regarded as a good one. "It's just one thing to feel uncomfortable, and when the time is almost up, I still can't stop looking forward to it.

Jiang Ye laughed irrepressibly, looking at Lu Mingyuan's news, he only felt even more uncomfortable.

Sister Fu happened to come in from pushing open the office door, only heard the second half of Yuan Dejia's words, and didn't notice anything wrong with Jiang Ye's emotions, and followed the coaxing quite seriously: "Yes, Jiang Ye, how can you be more married than a married person like me now, get off work on time every day and go home for dinner, and the warehouse on the second floor is beginning to miss you who helped with volunteer labor every day." Yuan Dejia got up with his things, and sighed deeply at the two of them before going out, his face full of pain: "I really don't dare to get along with you two militants in the same room." ”

"Good young master!" Sister Fu imitated Yuan Dejia's tone, gave him a look of relief, and after confirming that there was no one outside the office, she continued: "Jiang Ming and his wife quarrel every day, it's really annoying, it's good to go up and mix with them less." Sister Fu sneered and asked, "Oh, I don't know where Yuan Dashan is going now?" Jiang Ye didn't reply, Ms. Wang smiled and pushed open the door and went out, and said half-jokingly when she left: "I was mixed in the factory all day long, and there was only one Yuan Dejia Jiang Ziqing left around my friends before, and now I am finally willing to do something else, but I started to mix with your roommate again." ”

"Forget it," Sister Fu looked at him with such a silly expression, and suddenly became a little speechless, looked at him with a face that couldn't bear to look at him, and said with emotion: "Why is it that I am the one who has a family, but I am the one who is most like a lonely person." ”

"Okay," Jiang Ye nodded, and replied very happily: "If you quarrel, remember to call me to inform me, I will definitely come to the scene to watch, and by the way, cheer and applaud the great Sister Fu." ”

"Well, there's always a little bit of expectation, isn't it?" Ms. Wang smiled helplessly and sighed: "You three brothers and sisters, one by one, don't let me worry. Compared to your eldest brother and second sister, you can barely be regarded as a good one. ”

"It's okay if you want to think like this," Ms. Wang brushed her hair, and suddenly asked curiously as if she had thought of something, "By the way, I heard that you have been very dissatisfied with the food upstairs recently, and you haven't gone up to eat for half a month, right?" Before getting married, the two felt that this was a good match, and there was no one who knew each other better than each other.

But when they really get married, they seem to have become two steel bars, and they are fighting each other in different ways every day.

However, the strangest thing is that neither of them wants to give up on each other so simply, so they begin to want to set their sights on the next generation.

But apart from the fact that both of them are very capable, the rest are all kinds of shortcomings.

"Why are you acting like you don't know?" Jiang Ye glanced at her with some amusement, and asked casually.

Yuan Dejia scratched his head and smiled: "I was about to go to the factory over there in Jianhua and wrestle with them passionately." ”

"Oh, so you don't need to apologize if you don't say anything?" From the age of fifteen to the present, it was as if he had been standing still.

Jiang Ye didn't really accept the things in the management factory now, his parents had limited energy, so with the mentality of carrying their own family, the warehouse on the second floor responsible for packing and hanging tags was contracted to a cousin of Jiang Ye, and his cousins Jiang Ming and Wang Xiu were taking care of it every day.

Jiang Ye laughed irrepressibly, looking at Lu Mingyuan's news, he only felt even more uncomfortable.

Sister Fu happened to come in from pushing open the office door, only heard the second half of Yuan Dejia's words, and didn't notice anything wrong with Jiang Ye's emotions, and followed the coaxing quite seriously: "Yes, Jiang Ye, how can you be more married than a married person like me now, get off work on time every day and go home for dinner, and the warehouse on the second floor is beginning to miss you who helped with volunteer labor every day." Sister Fu sneered and asked, "Oh, I don't know where Yuan Dashan is going now?" What answered them was Yuan Dejia's unhesitating closing of the door.

"But what about you, Jiang Ye?" Ms. Wang glanced at him, and her tone was a little helpless.

Jiang Ye didn't really accept the things in the management factory now, his parents had limited energy, so with the mentality of carrying their own family, the warehouse on the second floor responsible for packing and hanging tags was contracted to a cousin of Jiang Ye, and his cousins Jiang Ming and Wang Xiu were taking care of it every day.

"It's good for you to go out for a walk more, and you can get to know more girls." Jiang Ye didn't really accept the things in the management factory now, his parents had limited energy, so with the mentality of carrying their own family, the warehouse on the second floor responsible for packing and hanging tags was contracted to a cousin of Jiang Ye, and his cousins Jiang Ming and Wang Xiu were taking care of it every day.

Sister Fu couldn't help but smack her tongue: "Are you looking for a roommate, or are you looking for a snail girl?" "Until this year, there were three children.