Luxury Marriage: Uncle vs Little Wife - Chapter 512

Ye Qingxin brings his eldest son, who takes advantage of his daughter-in-law.

In the face of Uncle Ji, she is a sultry girl and a sultry daughter-in-law. She is regarded as a thorn in the eye, but she doesn’t know it.

The smelly boy had better pray that the girl he likes when he grows up is not Niannian, otherwise the father-in-law is afraid that he can’t bear it.

The children’s words were soon forgotten. They visited the museum, went to the hotel for dinner, and then went home.

When we parted, Miaomiao was reluctant to give up his elder brother Zhou, and insisted on inviting him to play at home tomorrow. He Chizhou didn’t answer, but looked at his mother.

Dou Wei’er touched Miaomiao’s head and said, “when I’m free, I’ll take brother Zhou to play with you, OK?”

“Aunt Dou will bring brother Zhou to visit me early. I will prepare a lot of delicious food for Aunt Dou and brother Zhou.”

Dou Wei’er smiles: “good.”

……

Hechi state didn’t tell anyone that a strange woman had said some strange words to him. Life was very peaceful.

On July 21, Xu Jinhuan gave birth to a boy named Ye Xu.

At the beginning of April of the next year, when ye xuman was eight months old, ye Qingxin and jingboyuan returned to T city with their five children and ye Qingguo’s family.

At the same time, song Jiu, a group of people and two RV took two days and one night to get to T city.

Song Jiu has a reputation in singing and performing arts, but she hasn’t become very popular. In order to perform her career, she hasn’t gone home for the new year for several years. This time, knowing that ye is keen to go back to her hometown, she asked the agency for a few days’ leave to go back with her.

Seeing song Jiu, his mother’s eyes turned red. She slapped her on the back and cried: “do you know how to come back? Do you still have my mother in your eyes? ”

Song Jiu knew that he was sorry for his parents. His nose became sour and his mother and daughter cried together.

Ye Qingxin and Xu Jinghuan were moved to see them.

On the Qingming Festival tomorrow, instead of staying in a hotel in the town, they live in Ye Qingxin’s former home. It has been many years since they lived here. Fortunately, song’s father and mother regularly come to clean the house. The house has always been kept clean and tidy.

A few days before they came back, song’s mother learned that ye Qingxin’s family was coming back, and thoroughly cleaned the house inside and outside. Xu Jinghuan followed the crew to travel north and south. Sometimes, she would live in the farmhouse, but she was not used to living in the old house of Ye family.

Jing Huaijin, Jing shuoyu and their two younger sisters have a look here and there. It’s useless for ye Qingxin to call them to sleep. In the end, Jing Boyuan went out to live in four little guys.

The next day, the group went to burn paper for Zhou Qiaoqiao.

Ye Qingxin kneels in front of Zhou Qiaoqiao’s tombstone, holding a branch in his hand, fiddling with the paper money in the fire to make it burn more vigorously.

“Mom, this is Xu Jinghuan. Is your daughter-in-law very beautiful?”

“This is your grandson, ye Xu. It’s been eight months and thirteen days. You’ve been a grandmother.”

“Small country and I are very good. Well, it’s getting better and better. You can rest assured that you don’t have to worry about us.”

“Mom, are you angry that we didn’t come back to see you often?”

Ye Qingxin said a lot.

Finally, Xu Jinghuan respectfully kowtowed to Zhou Qiaoqiao three times, and his voice clearly called out: “Mom.”

Ye Qingxin also brings the children running around to him and asks them to call grandma.

When Xu Jinhuan comes to Ye Qingguo’s hometown for the first time, ye Qingxin delays his return to the capital for two days and takes Xu Jinhuan to play around.

Two days later, the group returned, and song Jiu went back with them.

On the way, ye Qingxin heard song Jiu’s mother’s appearance when she saw him. She said to him, “I know you are busy with work, but I suggest you go home more. Look at me. If you want to see my mother, you can only go to the grave. All you see is a cold tombstone and a lonely tomb. In case you come to me in the future, I’m afraid you’ll regret not being able to accompany your parents. ”

Song Jiu nodded, which she understood.

“You’re almost thirty, too. Should you make up your mind?” Before leaving, song’s mother pulls Ye Qingxin aside and asks her to persuade song Jiu to find someone to settle down. Song Jiu is one year older than ye Qingxin. Seeing that ye Qingxin’s children are running all over the ground, song Jiu can’t even see the shadow of an object. Song’s mother is more worried.

At the beginning, song Jiu liked Yu Nong, but the falling flowers were merciless. After all, it was just a single Acacia.

“Spare me, my heart.” Song Jiu pleaded for mercy, “my mother has been talking about me for three or four days, so don’t read any more. This kind of thing is not to go to the vegetable market to buy Chinese cabbage. You can take one with you. We have to let it go.”

In the end, it’s someone else’s private business. Ye Qingxin can’t say much about it, so he stops talking.

Back in the capital, the days enter a cycle.

In such a flash, eight years later, the children have grown into girls.

“Ji Nianyu, I like you. Be my girlfriend.” The boy stopped Ji Nianyu and confessed with red cheeks.

A 16-year-old girl, pinting Yuli, seems to have brought the fragrance of the girl in front of her.

Ji Nianyu is holding the textbook in her arms. She looks light and even has a flash of impatience. Such a scene is staged every day. No matter how good she is, her patience is almost exhausted.

Just not waiting for her to say no, a man came around the corner, with his hands in his pockets and fooling around, “Yo, I’m not here at the right time, right? Confession? Why don’t you buy a bunch of roses? My sister Niannian likes roses best. Remember to buy black ones. ”

Jing Huaijin shakes all the way, hugs Ji Nianyu’s shoulder, “and, by the way, bring me a bucket of Haagen Dazs.”

Boys dissatisfied with the confession was interrupted, “Jing Huaijin, don’t think your family is powerful, I’m afraid of you, you want to like Ji Nianyu, we have fair competition, what are you?”

“Fair play with you? What are you, please? ”

“You The boy’s face is red and his neck is thick. They want to pinch each other. Ji Nianyu takes his hand off his shoulder and goes directly over them without looking back.

“Look at you. You’ve made Niannian angry. Don’t you understand? Niannian is rejecting you. Don’t worry about it in the future. ” Before leaving, Jing Huaijin did not forget to hit the boy.

Catch up with Ji Nianyu, Jing Huaijin magic like handed a cup of milk tea, “here you are.”

Drop this sentence, straight to Ji Nianyu hand a plug, and then he led the classroom.

Ji Nianyu looks at the milk tea in his hand and wrinkles his pretty willow eyebrows.

In order to share the same class with Ji Nianyu, Jing Huaijin jumps one level.

Jing jueyu watched his brother jump, and then he jumped. Ye Qingxin saw that both his sons had jumped, so that Jing Muye also jumped, so that the three brothers could supervise each other’s studies in the same class.

In fact, ye Qingxin makes Jing Muye look at his two brothers. Although the eldest and the second are smart, they love to play. Ye Qingxin is afraid that no one will watch them play wild sooner or later.

In the classroom, Jing Huaijin’s eyes are not hidden. The whole class is staring at Ji Nianyu’s back. The girl is very beautiful, and there are so many boys chasing her in the school that even other schools know the name of the school flower in Beijing.

Jing jueyu, with a cookbook in his English book, is more fascinated than the fantasy novels that boys like.

The English teacher suddenly named Jing shuoyu and asked him to translate an English sentence. He glanced at the contents of the teacher’s Protestant teaching casually and translated them without any hesitation.

The teacher frowned and said, “even if you can, listen carefully.”

Ye Qingxin but said hello to the teacher, children in school, just students, should say, should be punished.

Jing shuoyu sat down with indifference and continued to indulge in the sea of recipes. What the teacher said was too childish for him. He grew up reading English books.

Reading vigorously, the book was suddenly taken away. Jing Shouyu raised his head discontentedly and gave up his serious sight to the third younger brother. The next moment he surrendered, “I won’t read it. Study hard, OK?”

Jing Huaijin is looking at Ji Nianyu’s back. She gets a cold kick on her ankle. When she feels pain, she sees her third brother’s warning eyes. She turns her eyes discontentedly, but she still takes back her eyes on Ji Nianyu.

Jingmu Ye grows up more and more like his father, which makes Jing Huaijin and Jing shuoyu feel awed when they see him, just like their father.