Although Zhang Meiling can do housework and needlework, she is still a child after all.

For those words that adults say, at most, they will pass on their mouths.

As for the meaning inside, I don't understand it very well.

However, just because she doesn't understand doesn't mean she doesn't have eyes.

Zhang Meiling thinks that it must be because the third uncle brought the third aunt back, so her mother will be unhappy.

I have to say that although Zhang Meiling is young, her intuition is very sensitive.

Cao Guizhi glanced at his granddaughter and sighed secretly.

If it weren't for the sake of the child, she would have divorced the second child and Liu Qiaoer!

Originally, the second child was sorry for Liu Qiaoer, but Liu Qiaoer has become more and more excessive in recent years.

I don't know what to do early in the morning, and now it's almost noon when I come back, but I go straight back to the house and don't make lunch.

Cao Guizhi had no choice, so he took off his reading glasses and carefully placed them next to the pillow on the bed.

Then walk out and get ready to make lunch.

The man had just reached the kitchen door when he heard the door of his yard being pushed open with a bang.

Frightened, she hurriedly turned her head to look, only to see a man and a woman standing at the door.

In the hands of both of them, they were carrying large bags of things.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Zhang Jianguo choked up and looked at the gray hair on his mother's head, and tears suddenly flowed out of his eyes.

"Build ...... Founding......!? ”

Cao Guizhi was incredulous at first, and then the two hugged each other crying.

Yuan Yuan stood aside, also with tears in his eyes.

Liu Qiao'er was sulking in the room, but she didn't expect a burst of crying from the yard.

Suddenly, the old man with a round face walked out of the room with his back in his arms.

Before the person came out, the voice came out first.

"What are you crying about, there are no dead people in the family.

If you want to cry, go back to your house and cry and mourn. ”

When they came out, Liu Qiaoer's eyes were glued to the pile of packages that Yuan Yuan and Zhang Jianguo put on the ground.

At the same time, hearing Liu Qiaoer's ugly words, the mother and son, who were originally hugging their heads and crying, stopped crying at the same time.

Zhang Jianguo glared at Liu Qiao'er with an angry face, snorted and said, "The second sister-in-law is so majestic, and my father and mother are here at home!"

No matter how bad it is, there is still a second brother here.

Where's your turn? ”

Hearing this, Liu Qiaoer reluctantly tore her eyeballs away from those packages.

Then he smiled at Zhang Jianguo and said, "Ouch, it turned out to be the third brother!"

I thought it was someone who didn't have long eyes and came to our house to cry and mourn!

That's why I scolded a few more words, I really deserved to be beaten. ”

Liu Qiao'er gently patted her mouth twice, and then stepped forward enthusiastically, wanting to bend down to get the packages on the ground.

But someone suddenly stepped forward and blocked her directly.

"This is the second sister-in-law, my name is Yuan Yuan, and I am the object of the founding of the country.

You see that you have a big belly, and the rough work of carrying luggage, just let Jianguo do it!

Jianguo, don't hurry up and get things in. ”

Yuan Yuan turned his head and glared at Zhang Jianguo, and then made a look.

Zhang Jianguo immediately let go of his mother, answered, and quickly took the package into his parents' house.

Seeing the little girl sewing pants inside, she was stunned at first, and then touched her head.

said softly: "It's Lingling, I'm the third uncle." ”

Zhang Meiling, who was hiding in the house just now and didn't dare to go out, looked at the tall and upright third uncle who was carrying a lot of things, and blinked.