Stepmother Sees The Bullet Screen [MTL]

221-225

Chapter 221:

Early in the morning.

Zhou Zhongfeng was quite energetic. He got up after five o'clock and first filled the water tank at home.

Then, I went out to exercise again.

Come back on time at 5:50.

Mother ginger has picked up breakfast, steamed buns and burritos, and cooked porridge.

After eating, Zhou Zhongfeng whispered to Jiang's mother, "I won't call Shu Lan for dinner this morning. She was exhausted yesterday."

Jiang's mother nodded with a smile, "Yes, you and I'll take Noisy and An'an out later. It's noisy at night. Don't let them make trouble during the day."

Zhou Zhongfeng nodded uncomfortablely.

After he left for the army.

Jiang's mother raised her hand and poked Jiang's father, "Old man, when do you think we can hug our granddaughter again?"

Now grandchildren have it, and there are still two at a time.

It's just a rare, delicate granddaughter.

It's most like Shu Lan.

Jiang's father drank porridge slowly. "It's better not. Shu Lan just gave birth to two children. Let's take at least two years off."

If it were an outsider, he would have said it for a year.

He can't control others, but his child is heartache. He rests for at least two years to repair his body and wants a second child.

"It's really boring."

Jiang's mother picked up the coarse porcelain bowl, took another burrito, and was going to go to the house next door. He didn't forget to say to Jiang's father, "Remember to finish eating and clean up the table."

Jiang's father nodded habitually.

After nodding, he thought to himself, habits were terrible.

Jiang Shulan woke up. The sun outside was already high, and there was a sore pain all over her body. She couldn't help quenching it, "Birds, beasts."

Last night, if it hadn't been for the other party's stimulants.

She won't react so much in the morning.

But in the final analysis, I also blame her.

Don't tease each other.

Well, you have eaten the consequences.

Jiang Shulan took a deep breath and looked at the lack of children by the bed. She knew that Jiang's father and Jiang's mother had carried the child out.

She raised her sore arm and put on her clothes before she went out.

Sure enough.

The parents were coaxing the children in the yard, making trouble and installing them in the car, and their eyes followed the drums in Jiang's hand.

Look at that little look, it's smart.

Jiang Shulan shouted, "Mom."

"Wake up? There is hot porridge in the pot and steamed buns in the steamer. You can eat it yourself.

Even the head didn't look back, and all my thoughts were on the child.

Jiang Shulan was suddenly a little sad and felt that since she had children, she was no longer a treasure in her parents' hands.