"Mom, you heard me right, it's nühong. My Xiaobao is not a quilter, the nürhong she makes is better than the embroidery girl in the embroidery shop. Look at the clothes I'm wearing, they are all sewn by Xiaobao stitch by stitch.
"Here." When Murong Wan mentioned Xiaobao, she couldn't help but light up. She wished that the whole world could know how capable, caring, cute, and handsome her son was.
Of course, a certain boy who looks very similar to Xiao Bao cannot be compared with her Xiao Bao.
When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she asked Murong Wan to stand up and walk around in front of her before nodding with a smile: "You girl, you don't even know how to be a female celebrity. Every time my mother wants to teach you, you run faster than anyone else."
, who knew you would give birth to a little guy as caring as Xiaobao."
This made Mrs. Zhang very emotional.
Her good daughter is capable of everything, obedient, well-behaved and capable, and good-looking. She has added a lot of glory to the Murong clan. But there is one thing that she has to do as a daughter, such as the cooking skills of female celebrities.
, not happy at all.[
"Mom, I asked Xiaobao to make one for you, so dad can't be left behind. Xiaobao, you will have a busy time next." Murong Wan said and looked at Xiaobao.
"Yes, mother!" Xiaobao responded loudly, happy to take on such an errand.
"Xiaobao is a child after all. Will he be too tired at such a young age?" Mrs. Zhang was obviously happy from ear to ear, but she was worried that her little grandson would suffer.
"Grandma, don't worry, I'll do it very quickly and I won't be tired at all." Xiaobao said as he measured Zhang and Murong Cang's clothes.
Murong Cang and his wife were so happy that they didn't close their mouths all day long, as if they were stepping on clouds.
After being ill for a long time, Mrs. Zhang's complexion improved a lot, her heart problems were gone, and her previous grievances were gone.
The Murong family lived happily together, while Mo Shangqian lived in Wanxia Residence, lamenting and sighing every day.
"I think back then, I changed diapers for my late son who was still Bao'er..."
"Master says the same thing every day, aren't you tired?" Ni'er couldn't help but interrupted Mo Shangqian and asked.
Hearing this, Mo Shangqian sighed again: "I just think of the good old days. Girls didn't stay in college. As they grew up, their wings became stiff and they dared to run away with other men."
When he was a child, he hoped that his little baby would grow up quickly and marry him.
Unexpectedly, it would be even more troublesome when he grew up. He didn't take him seriously at all, and now he even wanted to abandon him.
I'm afraid he is the only one who likes a heartless woman like Murong Wan, right? I wonder if other men are sick and want to marry such a fierce woman.
"Didn't Master say that he had come up with a battle plan and planned to steal the bride?" Ni'er asked with a smile, wanting to find out some gossip.
"I do have a good idea, it depends on my mood." Mo Shangqian said and smiled, suddenly feeling that life is very beautiful.
No matter how good Murong Wan was, there was no way he could escape from his clutches.
Thinking back then, when Murong Wan raped him, he still painted a bastard on his treasure. He always remembered to avenge this, and he must play with that dead woman in the bridal chamber and bring her back.
Ni'er took in all of Mo Shangqian's terrifying smile and asked curiously: "What terrible way has Master thought of to rob people? Can you tell me so that I can be happy for Master?"
"I can't tell you that you and Wan'er are together. I tell you, if you run to tell her the next moment, wouldn't it be miserable for you as a teacher?" Mo Shangqian replied quietly.[
