Chapter 1397: You Shouldn't Sell Things, You Should Go to Fortune Telling!

When Sun Qing heard Jiang Huai say this, he immediately sneered confidently: "If you want to use this thing to blackmail me, they will think too much!" ”

Jiang Huai glanced at Sun Qing's appearance and smiled even more.

There is still more than half a month before the Chinese New Year, and the county has begun to have a New Year's flavor.

Sun Qing happily carried a rare small lantern of this era to Jianghuai: "Is it good?" ”

Jiang Huai picked out two small hairpin lanterns from the stall and wanted to put them on Sun Qing, but immediately made Sun Qing fuss and dodged away.

"Why don't I wear it, I'm so stupid!"

Jiang Huai looked at the small lantern hairpin in his hand angrily: Where is it stupid? It's festive.

If she doesn't wear it, he will wear it for the little girl!

Unexpectedly, the child also used the same eyes and made the same dodge movements.

"Don't wear it, stupid~"

Jianghuai is called a gas~

Just as he was about to put down the little lantern hairpin, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter.

The big guy immediately frowned and glared over, and said in a rough voice: "What are you doing, what do you want"?

Jiang Hai was frightened and immediately waved his hand, and hurriedly grabbed the little brother and ran away with Gao Zhuang.

Burst~

Another burst of laughter rang out.

Sun Qing: "I'm playing a joke for you, you still take it seriously, hurry up and put it on for me~" She said as she stuck her head over.

JAC: I'm even more angry!

I can't stand the joy of the little daughter-in-law's smile, and the smile is so spicy~

Jiang Huai was angry and gave the little daughter-in-law a left and right to clamp her hair on both sides, the latter was fine, she shook it, her eyes were shining, she deliberately pretended to be innocent, and asked with a smile: "Husband, is it good-looking?" ”

Jiang Huai glanced at it angrily, although his face pretended to be unhappy, his hand stretched out and adjusted the position.

One left and one right, so festive, so beautiful!

Sun Qing immediately hugged Jiang Lailai's little pot friend, pointed to the child's little head and said, "Let's come too!" ”

Jiang Huai looked at the little girl with a straight face.

The latter rolled his eyes exactly the same as Sun Qing, and opened his mouth: "Playing with you, you still believe it~Silly Dad~"

JAC: The small clip should not clip the hair, but should clip your little mouth~

"Dad, Dad, hurry up, your neck is tired~" The child saw that his father was not moving, and he was in a hurry.

If Sun Qing hadn't hugged her, it is estimated that she would have stomped her feet.

Jiang Huai was not angry, so he gave her one while tweeting.

The vendors who sell things on the side are going to die of laughter.

"I've grown so big, I've never seen such a clever kid smash~"

After speaking, he said again as if panting: "With such a child to smash, it must be tired, it's not easy to fool~"

Jiang Huai was angry and thought: You shouldn't sell small things, you should go to fortune telling! That's really accurate~

……

Thinking so, when I paid the money, the big guy was happier than anyone else, for fear that the little daughter-in-law and the little girl would wear it badly and didn't have to wear it, so I bought a bunch of them, saying that they were wearing them in rotation.

Sun Qing rolled his eyes silently: It can be regarded as satisfying your little psychology!

Dress up your daughter-in-law and children as lanterns, you're happy, aren't you?

Hmph~Thoughtful~

It's up to you today!

Sun Qing wanted to stuff the child back into the arms of the big guy, but Jiang Lailai stopped doing it.

"Even if it's a big child, you have to go by yourself~"

Jiang Huai looked at so many people on the street, and hurriedly coaxed: "You are still young, don't let people step on you." ”

Jiang Lailai didn't dare.

"Don't don't don't ......"

"Daddy Daddy Daddy ......"

Sun Qing looked at the side and covered his mouth, and kept snickering.

Jiang Huai helplessly looked at the person who kept shaking his hands coquettishly, silently covering his face, no cure!

(End of chapter)