A small, thin figure was struggling to drag a large chair out of the thatched hut.

The chair was bigger than him, almost taller than him, but he didn't give up, and he gritted his teeth and insisted on things that were clearly hard to do.

After dragging a few steps, maybe because of insufficient strength, he couldn't drag it, and as soon as his hand slipped, the whole person fell to the ground. The chair shook a few times and almost fell down and crushed him.

Shen Yingyue felt nervous when she saw it, but fortunately, the chair was straightened by itself later and she didn't press it down.

The little figure patted the dust off his body and continued to drag the chair.

"Yueniang, isn't that Ajing?" Zheng Lin also saw that small figure.

"Ah Jing." Shen Yingyue shouted.

Liang Jing turned around, accidentally fell down again, and the moment he got up and saw Shen Yingyue, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Auntie!" Liang Jing has always liked Shen Yingyue, and when he saw her, his face smiled like a flower.

"Auntie moves, I'll help!" Liang Jing grabbed the chair he dragged out and said.

Shen Yingyue was distressed and funny, he was not as big as a chair. She walked over and snatched the chair.

"Ah Jing, this chair is too heavy, you can't move it."

"I want to help!" Liang Jing's face was firm.

"Okay, you help, can you move this? This chair is for your third uncle to move. Shen Yingyue went into the house and gave him a small pestle. Not to mention that he couldn't move the big chair, and even if he did, the legs of the chair would probably be worn out by the sand and gravel on the road when he went to the new house.

"Okay." Liang Jing obediently hugged the little pestle and stood still swaying.

This little guy is so hard to move a small pestle, and he still wants to move a big chair.

Shen Yingyue, Huang Yunxian, and Zheng Lin carried the basket with dried yellow eel with a flat shoulder, and walked to the new house, Liang Jing kept following them, just like Huang Yunxian, looking directly at Shen Yingyue.

"Auntie, drifting."

"Oh, he......" Shen Yingyue was praised by the third person today.

Zheng Lin held the flat pole with one hand and touched Liang Jing's little head with the other.

"Your aunt is drifting because she is about to have a little doll."

"Sister-in-law, what nonsense are you talking to the child." Shen Yingyue laughed angrily, but Liang Jing looked serious.

"Sister, she must be as good-looking as her aunt, right?"

"Of course, your aunt's little sister must be as good-looking as your aunt. But how do you know it's your sister? ”

"Because my aunt is drifting, my sister must be drifting."

"Poof......" Shen Yingyue and Zheng Lin were amused by him, and even Huang Yunxian shyly hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Isn't it nice to have a younger brother? The little brother looks like your third uncle, and it's also very good-looking. Shen Yingyue teased him. After saying this, a warmth rose in her heart.

She will really conceive Liang Hanchu's child and have children with him. Thinking that she would really give birth to their own children in the future, she also smeared a hint of crimson on her face.

Liang Jing listened to her question and thought for a while before answering with big eyes.

"But...... I like my aunt more, so I like my sister more...... If my aunt had given birth to a younger brother, I would have liked it too...... But...... Auntie, if you give birth to a younger brother, will you give me another sister? I will protect her. Liang Jing looked serious, looked like a little man, his eyes were full of expectation, and he was waiting for Shen Yingyue's answer.