When Yun Mian finished taking a bath and Mei Cuiping entered the house to clean up the mess, she saw Yun Mian standing in front of the bed in her coat, and Mei Cuiping's brows suddenly wrinkled.

is a good female doll with pink carving, but she is ugly by her shit yellow coat.

"Yongcheng, Yongcheng."

Yun Yongcheng thought that his mother had something to help him, so he was busy and ran over, so he saw his mother turn his head and instruct him: "Don't you have a blue and white plaid shirt, I think it is appropriate for the little girl to wear blue and white plaid clothes, you go and bring your shirt, I will change it to make a gown and a breeches for Mianmian, the shirt you wear is long, and it should be enough to change a set of fabrics for Mianmian." ”

Yun Yongcheng hasn't agreed yet, Mei Cuiping has already arranged his shirt properly.

Yun Mian's face was so flattered that his eyes were round, and his mouth was 0-shaped.

"...... Grandma, I'm fine in your gown, I don't have to cut my uncle's shirt to change my clothes. ”

"Your uncle has a lot of clothes and work clothes to wear, so it's okay to cut one or two pieces."

Yun Yongcheng was about to agree, but when he heard his mother's words, he suddenly choked in his mouth.

Where do he have more clothes, the blue and white plaid shirt is the most high-grade of all his clothes, and he only wears it when he meets his engagement partner Wang Lanhua.

It's not that he is reluctant to give up his clothes, but he is shocked by his mother's attitude again.

couldn't resist her grandmother's enthusiasm, Yun Mian had no choice but to wronged her father and accepted her grandmother's gift.

The old Yun family, who has always been thrifty and must turn off the lights at about nine o'clock in the evening, will fight at night tonight.

Mei Cuiping quickly took off Yun Mian's small skirt, and the shoes with missing toes were cleaned and put in the yard to dry, so she went back to the house and picked up scissors and needlework to make clothes for Yun Mian.

Yun Mian stood aside and looked at it for a while, and found that she couldn't help, and when she looked around, she found that her grandmother's body was slightly rickety in the dim light.

Although my grandparents are still young, their years of working on the farm have already deformed their backs.

"Grandma, I'll give you a massage."

Mei Cuiping heard Yun Mian's milky voice behind her, so she stopped the needle and thread in her hand and turned her head to look at Yun Mian.

"Mianmian can also massage?"

"Hmm."

Yun Mian nodded, and a pair of small hands had already landed on her grandmother's slightly rickety back.

"When my grandparents were alive, I often gave them massages, grandma, are you comfortable?"

In the previous life, every time it was windy and rainy, Yun Aiguo and his wife would have sore shoulders and backs, Yun Mian often beat the back of the old couple afterwards, pressed the shoulders, and then the father was frustrated in the shopping mall, in order to help the father relieve fatigue, she often massaged the father, and over time learned such a hand.

The little hands pounded and pressed on her back for a while, and Mei Cuiping's slightly sore back was really soothed a lot.

"Comfortable, grandma feels very comfortable, Mianmian is really a filial child."

Mei Cuiping enjoyed her face and smiled, and she liked Yunmian, the granddaughter who fell from the sky, more and more.

In the end, he is a six-year-old child, and his small body is easy to get tired, and before Mei Cuiping can change her clothes, Yun Mian will fight with her eyelids.

"Grandma's work will take a while, so when you are sleepy, you will go to bed first."

Seeing that her little face was very sleepy, Mei Cuiping got up and went to sort out the bed, and beckoned her to the bed.

The old-fashioned shelf bed, the bed board is a little high from the ground, probably under the extreme sleepiness, the small body has no strength, Yun Mian jumped twice with his hands and feet, but he didn't climb up, and stood in front of the bed with an embarrassed face.

Mei Cuiping held up her little ass with one hand, held her squeaky nest with the other, and carried her to the bed at once.

"I'm six or seven years old, how can I hold it so lightly, children need meat to look good."