Ran ran held a small pink spoon in his hand, and his eyes froze.

Zhang Xinlan was taken aback, "What's the matter? Stuck?"

Lu Qianning also quickly dropped her chopsticks and got up, walked to Ran Run's side and pinched her mouth to look at it.

The little mouth was red, the mouth was empty, the little tongue suddenly skimmed twice, ran and broke Lu Qianning's hand away, stood on the chair and patted Lu Qianning's shoulder, "Mom sit."

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Qianning sat down and looked at her inexplicably.

She sniffed her little nose, squatted down and touched Lu Qianning's slightly bulging lower abdomen, "Mom has a doll in her belly?"

"Yes." Lu Qianning looked at her face, "It's your little brother or little sister, do you like it?"

Every subtle little expression of Ran Ran was fully seen by her, and when she saw Ran Ran's brows furrowed unconsciously, she didn't know what she was thinking, Lu Qianning's heart couldn't help but mention.

Zhou Beijing came out of the kitchen, his hands with clear muscles propped up on her table, and he also looked at the reaction of running.

After a while, he ran and asked, "Mom wants to eat delicious food and drink grandma because of the doll, and Dad still lets her?"

"Yes." After Zhang Xinlan finished speaking, she explained, "Not exactly, your father was originally very good to his mother, but now it's even better."

The explanations were incomprehensible, and she only understood one 'right word'.

She dropped the spoon and stood up, patted her little belly, and said, "There is a doll for running, give me a big portion!"

Lu Qianning: "......"

Zhou Beijing: "......"

The corners of Zhang Xinlan's mouth twitched, and it took a while to realize that the focus of running was on competing for favor with her mother, not on the little guy in her mother's belly!

"Running to eat meat, eating eggs, and grandma, running and eating durian, stinky and delicious!" Running and running her little hand raised, the cherry mouth opened and closed, and she vaguely said the things she liked to eat. Look at the book

Lu Qianning retracted his gaze, put his hand on his forehead and couldn't help laughing, his shoulders trembled, and the ends of his hair trembled slightly.

Zhou Beijing pointed to the refrigerator, "It's all your share, as long as your mother has delicious food in the future, you can eat it if you want, but you have a small appetite, you can't eat too much, eat noodles first, and Dad will get it for you when it's not enough for a while."

"Good!" Running and running are crisp and neat.

Buried in the noodles and dry rice, finished a small bowl in less than five minutes, hesitated and climbed off the dining chair and waved his hands and ran barefoot to the living room, "Running belly is small, full, don't want it, don't want it......

The little guy became more and more ghostly, and some funny sentences popped out of his mouth from time to time, and Lu Qianning couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

This part of the eastern suburbs is newly developed, and there are not many people living in it.

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Zhou walked around outside, and they didn't meet any neighbors, but there was a small open-air square outside the community, where a group of old ladies wore red uniform costumes, and they didn't know what program was being arranged.

The two old ladies had never seen this battle, and after watching for a while, Mrs. Zhou was a local and could understand their words in a slight dialect, so she couldn't help but start chatting in two sentences.

Old Madam Wang could only watch from the side, and occasionally they came up with a sentence or two of Mandarin before she could understand.

"Oh, granddaughter-in-law marrying into your family is your family's person, don't go to your house for the Spring Festival, why are you going to come to this place?"

"What grandmother, mother, that's her mother's family, and when she gets married, she has to put her in-law's family first!"

It's not that the two old ladies did it on purpose or what, the voice was not small and deliberately said in Mandarin, and Mrs. Wang heard it clearly.

Sensing that she was embarrassed, Old Madam Zhou got up and waved her hand and came out of the crowd, seeing Old Madam Wang looking at this side, she smiled stupidly, "It's not too early, let's go back, otherwise they won't find it, and they should be in a hurry."

"Okay." Mrs. Wang responded, got up and went back with Mrs. Zhou, and the next person always followed not far away.

When she came out, Mrs. Zhou, who was still saying a few polite words, didn't say a word at this time, her sparse brows were frowning tightly, and she didn't know if it was affected by anything.

About twenty minutes, the two walked home, and Mrs. Zhou slowly entered the bedroom, "Wait for dinner, you call me, I'm tired and go to rest."

Without waiting for Lu Qianning to respond, Old Madam Zhou had already entered the house and closed the door.

Lu Qianning looked at the closed door with some confusion and frowned, "What's the matter?"

She asked, and then followed up with Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang said, "There is something wrong with this old lady."

"What's wrong?" Lu Qianning didn't know why.

"The ears are soft, and the heart is narrow, if it weren't for the fact that her head was still sober and reminded herself to focus on the overall situation, I guess she would be a headache."

Mrs. Wang has never seen anyone in her life, and after meeting Mrs. Zhou a few times, she probably figured out Mrs. Zhou's temper.

Lu Qianning helped Mrs. Wang sit down on the sofa, and gave Mrs. Wang a fair thumbs up, "What you said really makes sense."

Isn't Mrs. Zhou just clear-minded, and she can't accept the tip of the horns in her heart, and she can't help but provoke?

"Not a big deal, grandmother." Mrs. Wang touched her arm, "In the past few days of the Spring Festival, my grandmother promised to turn her into an obedient old lady."

Lu Qianning frowned, "Grandma, ...... you?"

That expression and tone, like a pyramid scheme!

"Hey, let's live under this roof, what else can I do? You're up to me!" Mrs. Wang patted her chest and winked at her.

Only then did she relent, "It's not that serious, after all, it's old, I don't care what she says or does, don't take it too seriously."

"Don't be serious, I have a score in my heart." Mrs. Wang said.

Seeing her like this, Lu Qianning didn't say anything more.

Soon dinner was ready, and Lu Qianning was about to call Mrs. Zhou, but was stopped by Mrs. Wang.

"I'll go, you set the table, there's no one here, I'll do what I can." She turned around and went to Mrs. Zhou's bedroom, knocking on the door twice, "Old sister, it's time for dinner."

Mrs. Zhou didn't sleep at all, a dull voice came out through the door, and after a while, she opened the door and walked to the restaurant.

Old Madam Wang followed behind her and said politely, "With your light, I can come to this place to enjoy Qingfu, there are two famous dishes from our northern plains tonight, you can taste them later to see if they suit your appetite."

"Okay." Old Madam Zhou didn't notice anything, and was about to sit down on the chair that Lu Qianning had pulled out, when she heard Old Madam Wang say, "Qianning, don't be unruly, give your grandmother the main seat."

Lu Qianning looked at this position, the table manners among the wealthy families are very heavy, and the priority and secondary positions are very clear.

But she thought about having a meal as a family, and she never took the distinction of priority to heart.

"At all times, you have to remember that the distinction between priority and priority is very important, and the etiquette that elders and juniors should have must also have." Old Madam Wang shook her heart, pulled the chair of the main seat away, and patted it, "Old sister, come and sit!"