Chapter 463: Do You Have to Take My Last Thoughts?
Yan Xinling nodded.
The old man looked at this hard-mouthed and soft-hearted granddaughter-in-law with deep eyes, and said with a smile: "Take it and see what he has to say." ”
How could the old man, who has been with Yan Xinling for almost half a year, not know that this child has a problem of "straight mouth", it is precisely because he knows that he doesn't want this child to regret it.
Yan Xinling had no choice but to answer his call.
Yan Zhihong originally wanted to tell her about the dowry, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he turned into a question: "What about those photo albums of yours?" Why is it gone? You took it with that kid? ”
Originally, he set up a locked room in Yan's house, which was dedicated to his deceased wife's belongings and Yan Xinling's long objects, photos, etc.
When I wanted to take it out today to reminisce about the past, I happened to find that the album was gone, and his baby growth clipping was gone, so he anxiously scolded the maid at home.
Yan Xinling frowned,
Listen, listen.
What is the tone of this all? As soon as he called, it was like interrogating a prisoner, and Yan Xinling didn't like his tone very much.
"I don't know." Yan Xinling said coldly.
"Why don't you know, that room has been locked before, and only you entered that room some time ago, and who else will take it with you." Yan Zhihong is sure of the truth.
Yan Xinling's five fingers holding the mobile phone gradually tightened, and her little face became serious: "That's my photo, I don't need to ask for your permission if I want to take it away." ”
"Why don't you want my consent, it's all sorted out by me, and you can't take it away without my permission." Yan Zhihong said toughly, if he hadn't wanted to see it on a whim this time, he didn't know when the album would have been taken away.
He sorted it all out? Yan Xinling's heart was a little blocked, but her attitude still did not loosen, "So what, the person above is me, you know the portrait right, this is what belongs to me, I can take it away if I want to." ”
"I can't tell, you can find a time to send it back to me." Yan Zhihong was reluctant to tell her more.
In fact, the tempers of both father and daughter are the same.
"Impossible." Yan Xinling has her own insistence, she and Huo Jingyan also like those photos very much, and they will always take them out and look at them when they have time.
Looking at her when she was a child, she can always put aside all her worries and concentrate on imagining the child in her belly.
"Do you have to take my last thoughts?" Yan Zhihong raised his voice angrily.
Tsk, what's there to remember.
Yan Xinling disagreed, looking like a scoundrel: "Anyway, I won't give it to you, you don't want to go back." ”
"You, you don't play a scoundrel for me, if you don't let people send it back, I'll go to the door to get it myself." You have a good plan, I have a long ladder. Yan Zhihong didn't believe that there was no way to take her.
In person? Hehe, the old lady is not afraid.
Just as she wanted to say something more, Yan Xinling's chest was stuffy, and her whole stomach turned upside down.
Feeling violent, she immediately threw her phone on the sofa and rushed into the bathroom.
The old man looked at her running, and was so frightened that he immediately called Aunt Li: "Aunt Li, hurry up and take a look at Xinling, she vomited again." ”
Aunt Li hurriedly put down the work in her hand and ran towards the bathroom, only to see Yan Xinling lying on the toilet, vomiting tears coming out, but unfortunately she couldn't vomit anything.
Aunt Li patted her back again and again, pinched her shoulders, watched her get up, and immediately handed her the warm water in her hand to rinse her mouth.
Yan Xinling stood up after rinsing her mouth, feeling that the whole person was not good, and she was a little aggrieved, and tears fell down her eyes like this.
Aunt Li looked at her and said distressedly: "Why is this morning sickness not good, it has lasted so long." ”
Yan Xinling has been in a bad mood these days, and she was angry again just now, stroked her slightly bulging lower abdomen, and couldn't help but say fiercely: "You kid, wait for me." When you come out, my mother will definitely teach you a good lesson, let you be skinned, and don't let your mother eat and sleep well every day. ”