"Hee-hee, my sister is so cute, soft and soft~"

"Fragrant~"

"Good, smile ~ I'll give you this play if I laugh." The fleshy one holds a black slingshot in his hand.

Zhuge Yiyi sat on the small bed with a frown, staring at the dirty little hand stretched out in front of him, and the slingshot stained with mud, afraid that he would poke himself.

It's the third day, and it's been three days since they returned to the clan, and the adults beat them together, and the little ones have the way of making friends with the little ones.

For example, Zhuge Jinyang and the two brothers have long been running away and don't know where to go.

Another example is Zhuge Yiyi, she has a feeling that she has no love.

Who will tell her why her little doll has to "socialize"?

Her father and mother put her in the house and didn't take her, and the children who were close to the clan didn't stop to come to her courtyard to brush up on her presence.

But you can brush your face, can you wash your face clean?

Even though she doesn't have a cleanliness fetish, she doesn't mind if they're clean.

Disgusted, he turned his head and slapped the slingshot, his cheeks bulging with anger, and he was flushed.

The adults not far away saw it and laughed.

Zhuge Xiao's wife Xu Ailing was so rare that she walked over with a pair of smiling eyes, hugged Zhuge Yiyi, and kissed her little face.

Zhuge Yiyi turned his head in the direction of his mother and asked for help.

The eldest aunt was too enthusiastic, and she said she was embarrassed.

"Ouch, look at this little face aggrieved, little obedient, uncle's mother is not happy?"

"No, no~"

"Haha, the little girl wants to say that the aunt is wrong, right?" Xu Ailing teased the little milk doll, "The little girl likes her uncle's mother, right~"

The women in the house were equally happy, whether they were sincere or not, at least Zhuge Yiyi saw a room of smiling faces.

"This baby is really well raised, it's really rare, white and tender, this little face is watery." It was a young woman who spoke and touched Zhuge 's clothes.

Xu Ailing slapped off the hands of the little woman's harassing little niece, "If you like it, give birth to one quickly, don't drool here, I'll tell you that the little girl is from our family~" Xu Ailing teased at Zhuge Yiyi, "Isn't it, little girl~"

The little woman touched her belly, "Hey, I want to too, I've been married for two years and haven't moved." ”

"Children also look at fate, don't think too much, when the time comes, it will be natural." Xin Zilan didn't want to cause trouble in other people's hearts because of his daughter.

It is a woman's duty to have children, and men cannot replace them.

But these also depend on fate, sometimes the more anxious, but there will be none.

Sometimes it's time to relax, and it's not so urgent.

"Zilan is right, Xiaomei, don't be too anxious, go back to the ghost doctor to prescribe a few pairs of medicines to regulate and recuperate, fortunately, your mother-in-law is reasonable, unlike the old woman of the Dazhu family."

Xu Ailing hugged her little niece and didn't let go, while chatting with them, Xin Zilan, who was Zhuge Yiyi's mother, could only tease her daughter beside her, she was right, her daughter must be welcome when she comes back.

They can't touch the edge of their parents.

Speaking of Jiang Dazhu's mother-in-law, Zhuang Xiaomei was stunned, "It's Sister Dazhu who can bear her mother-in-law." ”

Jiang Dazhu is also a capable woman, her mother-in-law pursues more sons and more blessings, and since her son Zhuge married Jiang Dazhu, she has been staring at her daughter-in-law's belly every day.

Eating and staring, working and even sleeping, getting up in the middle of the night to listen to the corner of her son and daughter-in-law, such a mother-in-law is not stunned.

It's just that Jiang Dazhu doesn't take it seriously, and her stomach is also angry, and it is okay to hold two for three years, so happy that her mother-in-law smiles every day and can't see her teeth.