"Huh? I actually have a son? ”

Jiang Xiaohua suddenly laughed happily, and the gloom and displeasure on her face were all gone.

It can be seen that when she learned that Zhang Mi Congee was her son, she was happy in her heart.

"Ling'er, have you seen it, my son looks like a talent, right? This one, this one looks exactly like me! ”

"Hahaha, good, good!"

Jiang Xiaohua happily touched Zhang Mi Congee's head, and glanced at Ma Ling'er with a slightly provocative look.

"Hmph, what's the big deal, I don't like my son, I like my daughter more!"

Ma Ling'er snorted coldly, glanced at Jiang Xiaohua, and said coldly.

It looked like she was looking for a staircase for herself.

Being touched by Jiang Xiaohua like this, Zhang Micongee couldn't help but shudder, only to feel goosebumps all over his body.

In the future, Jiang Xianli had never said such a thing to him, and as soon as she saw him, she wanted to use the belt of seven wolves to beat him to death.

"Porridge porridge my good son, go! Go home with your mother, and your mother will make you something to eat. ”

Jiang Xiaohua is more pleasing to the eye the more she looks at Zhang rice porridge, and the name he chooses is simply too much in line with his heart.

At this scene, seeing Ma Ling'er, she frowned for a while, and said in a low voice: "What's wrong with having a son?" What's so great about that! Look at your beauty! ”

"Hey, it's amazing, how about it, envy and jealousy? Ahaha, you off!! ”

Jiang Xiaohua replied.

As soon as these words came out, Ma Ling'er was furious.

When he raised his foot, he kicked Zhang Mi Porridge.

With this kick, Jiang Xiaohua was anxious: "If you are envious, go and give birth to yourself?" Why are you bullying my son? ”

Zhang Mi Congee: "??? ”

Outrageous, outrageous!

My own mother, when did you become so rare with me?

For fear that Zhang Mi Congee would have any sequelae after being electrocuted, Jiang Xiaohua took him to run around the hospital, and it was a full body physical examination, and various films, a set of processes was completed, and tens of thousands of yuan were spent, and when the three of them came out of the hospital, it was already around 14 o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Xiaohua looked at Zhang Mi Congee, and the corners of her mouth always wanted to laugh.

This kid looks so pleasing, he looks white and clean, and he is really handsome.

Looking at it, Jiang Xiaohua couldn't help it, and pinched Zhang Rice Porridge's face with her hand.

Ma Ling'er on the side finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "I see that you are not so good to your little mortal." ”

"Go, go, can this be the same? Congee Congee is my own son, Xiao Fanzi is not, I am not good to my son, who is good to him? ”

"Come, porridge porridge shout mom listen!"

Since he recognized Zhang Mi Congee, Jiang Xiaohua's eyes have always fallen on him, and he is reluctant to leave for a second.

"Mom!"

Cold sweat overflowed from Zhang Mi Congee's forehead, and looking at his mother in this era, he suddenly felt a little unrealistic and dreamy.

Because she is so good to herself, she has nothing to say about it, which is completely in stark contrast to her future mother Xianli.

Half an hour later, they finally returned to the Fortune Garden.

As soon as she entered the living room, Jiang Xiaohua quickly walked to the shoe cabinet, took a pair of slippers over, and changed them for Zhang Micongee herself.

And thoughtfully brought him a glass of Assam drink.

After stuffing the remote control of the TV into Zhang Mi Congee's hand, Jiang Xiaohua beckoned Ma Ling'er to go to the kitchen to cook.

It didn't take long for them to fry a table full of food.

In the center of the table, there is a bowl full of millet porridge.

And when he saw the millet porridge, Zhang Micongee only felt that his stomach was overturned, so he suddenly covered his mouth, rushed to the toilet, and vomited.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiaohua and Ma Ling'er looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.

After a long time, Zhang Mi Congee walked out with an ugly face.

"Porridge, porridge, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Xiaohua asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly have a little stomach acid." Zhang Mi Congee's voice trembled, and his pale face forced out a smile and explained.

Why millet porridge again?

Is millet porridge really that good?

At this moment, Zhang Mi Congee remembered the fear of being dominated by Mi Congee when he was a child.

Not long after he was born, he was weaned early and began to drink millet porridge.

This drink was for many years, so that when he was a child, he always drank millet porridge, which led to severe malnutrition.

The main reason is that his mother Xianli has an almost crazy pathological liking for millet porridge.

Drink millet porridge in the morning, millet porridge at noon, millet porridge in the evening, and even millet porridge for supper.

After drinking it in one breath for several years, even an iron stomach can't stand it.

He felt that he could grow up alive smoothly, all because of the high incense.

"Congee Congee, what do you say about me in the future, how will it treat you?" Jiang Xiaohua intimately filled a large bowl of millet porridge for Zhang Mi Porridge, and asked in front of him with a kind face.

"Uh...... Good, good!! ”

Zhang Mi Congee looked at the millet porridge in front of him, his whole person was numb, he swallowed his saliva with a grunt, cold sweat slid down his forehead, and dripped on his collar and wet a piece.

"Are you hot?"

Seeing Zhang Mi Congee sweating profusely, Jiang Xiaohua asked suspiciously.

"It's not hot, it's not hot, ahem, I'm just ...... No, no, I'm excited to see you. ”

Made, she spouts when she is nervous, what is wrong with this, who is inherited?

Zhang Mi Congee grabbed the paper towel on the table with trembling fingers and quickly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

"By the way, Mom, what about my dad? Where did he go? When I came back this time, I had something very important to look for him. Zhang Mi Congee's thoughts turned and he hurriedly asked.

"Who's your dad?" Ma Ling'er asked knowingly.

"My dad, Zhang Fan!" Zhang Mi Congee asked with wide eyes, as if she didn't understand why Ma Ling'er asked like this.

Not to mention, Ling's mother when she was young looked very smart, and her legs were really white and long.

Ahem, what are you thinking about, this is Ling's mother who treats herself as her own, she can't have such a dirty idea.

"It turns out that Zhang Fan is your father? No wonder. Ma Ling'er smiled thoughtfully.

It's just her smile that makes people feel cold.

Seeing this, Zhang Micongee immediately reacted, knowing that Ma Ling'er was jealous, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Lingma, in fact, in the future, I can't compare to Sister Yu'er, she has been excellent in character and learning since she was a child, not only beautiful and kind, but also strong in martial arts." ”

"Who is Yu'er?" Ma Ling'er blinked suspiciously and asked.

"Yu'er is your future daughter, her name is Zhang Yu'er, and she is my sister!"

Zhang Micongee hurriedly said.

"Huh?"

This time it was Ma Ling'er's turn to be surprised.

"Do I really have a daughter in the future? Then her dad is ......," Ma Ling'er hurriedly asked.

"Her dad is also my dad, I really didn't expect my dad to be so romantic when he was young." Zhang Mi Congee pursed his lips and smiled helplessly.

When his father was young, it was incredible that so many godmothers could be so desperate for him.

Unlike him, who is a son, he has lived for more than twenty years and doesn't even have a partner.

If he can have half the strength of his cheap father, I'm afraid that his baby can play soy sauce.

"Hahaha, Xiaohua, did you hear that? I will also have a daughter in the future, and I will like my daughter, I will not like my son. ”

Without waiting for Zhang Mi Congee to respond again, Ma Ling'er laughed, the expression on her face was extremely happy, and all the gloom just now was gone.

"Porridge, are you getting married in the future?"

At this moment, Ma Ling'er looked at Zhang Mi Congee a lot more pleasing to the eye, and couldn't help but ask with concern.

"Huh? Tie the knot? I've been single since I was born, and according to my mother's personality, you have to know that I can't find a partner...... cough cough cough ...... I don't even have a partner. ”

Zhang Mi Congee subconsciously wanted to complain to Ma Ling'er, but when he saw Jiang Xiaohua sitting next to him, he couldn't help but shudder, and shook his head again and again and said no.

"What? You don't even have a partner? ”

At this time, Jiang Xiaohua was anxious.

His eldest son is such a talent, so handsome, so similar to her, he doesn't even have a partner?

What the fuck are you kidding?

If this spreads, others will still think that they are incapable of being a mother, and they will not be able to find a daughter-in-law for their son.

That's not going to work!

Absolutely not!!

"Don't worry, let Wei Niang think of a way."

Jiang Xiaohua was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks, but she had no clue.

She really didn't know any girls.

Wrong!

Zhang Mi Congee is a person of the future, and it is definitely not appropriate for him to find a girl of this era as a target.

Either you are looking for someone in the future, or you are looking for a "fairy" with a long lifespan!

Bai Chenxi belongs to the snake fairy clan.

It's also "fairy"!

Well...... It's a big deal, just find someone who is not a human for your good child.

It should be fine, he is not a living person, and he will not have a son in the future.

"Don't worry, this matter is for your mother to think about! If it doesn't work, ask your dad to find one for you, he should have a lot of resources in his hands. ”

Jiang Xiaohua suddenly sneered.

Zhang Fan, this guy, is running around outside every day, and there must be a suitable person who can introduce Zhang Micongee to him.

If he dares not to introduce him, he will die!

After the meal, Jiang Xiaohua hurriedly took the keys to the other houses, quickly cleaned up the house for Zhang Mi Congee, and let him move in.

Jiang Xiaohua really wanted to tell others the news that she had a good child in the girlfriend chat group, but at this time, Zhang Micongee suddenly reminded him that he must not tell anyone about the things he traveled to this era from the future, otherwise a very terrifying situation would happen.

Seeing that he was so serious, Jiang Xiaohua hurriedly assured, and then dispelled the idea of declaring that he had a son in the girlfriend chat group.

The sky is big, the earth is big, and the son is the biggest, so if he doesn't let it go, then he won't send it.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Mi Congee looked bitter, he came back this time, firstly, to avoid the pursuit of his mother Xianli, and secondly, to find his own father Zhang Fan.

If he didn't bring Zhang Fan's photo back to Zhang Xiaoxiao, then his future life would be even more sad.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is the most spoiled by him, what is delicious and fun, and even all kinds of powerful props, he will be given priority.

If you offend Zhang Xiaoxiao, let alone run away from home in the future, even if you dare to take a step out of the door, you may be discovered by his mother Xianli.

So, I had to get a picture of his dad.

That's right!

There's a way!

At this moment, Zhang Mi Congee suddenly had a flash of inspiration and had a solution.

You don't have to find his dad in person and take a photo, his own mom should have a photo of his dad here.

By the way, just ask them for one or another.

This man, learn to be flexible.

You can't always drill the tip of the bull.

Thinking of this, Zhang Micongee hurriedly got up from the bed, quickly put on her shoes, and hurriedly went to find Jiang Xiaohua.

Originally, he still had an ambition, this time he traveled back to the future through time and space, and wanted to go back with his father himself, but now it seems that it should not work.

Time travel has serious side effects, and can only stay in this era for three days.

Now it's almost a day over, and his cheap father, who doesn't know where to run, wants to find him in a short time, and it is estimated that it is enough.

At that time, at the dinner table, he wanted to ask his mother where his father went, but unfortunately the conversation was interrupted by Ling's mother in the middle of the conversation, and then he talked about other things and forgot about this stubble again.

In this case, we have no choice but to settle for the lowest standard first.

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