"Don't doubt. First, the age is not like, my cousin is almost forty years old now, how can my cousin be your slave?"
Abe Qiannan answered.
Miss Jingming is forty years old?
She looked at Sadako carefully.
Sadako now looks like about twenty years old. It doesn't look like a forty -year -old woman. Perhaps, her aging is not surprising.
She believes the feeling of Guan Shanyue.
Yang Zimei talked to Abe Qianyan at will. After having breakfast, go home to see her grandma, help Xiaojin to treat her legs.
All the scars on Ye Qing's face were eliminated, because the pills made of precious medicinal materials such as snowdrops every day have a great effect on the skin. Except for the face, the whole person's skin has become watery, and her hair is dark.
Brightness, coupled with her well -behaved and hard work, made her glow with a little angel's light.
Everyone in the Yang family likes Ye Qing very much, especially Zixi, who kiss like two sisters.
Ye Qing's mother who opened the chicken stall came to see her. Seeing her daughter became so beautiful, she couldn't believe her eyes.
Because Ye Qing also wanted to take care of Xiao Jin, he would not go home for the time being.
Xiao Jin's legs were gradually recovered under the acupuncture of Yang Zimei's eyebrows. With a few steps, he could take a few steps. As long as you do a few more acupuncture and adjust it, you can walk normally.
After finishing acupuncture for Xiao Jin, I went to Brunei Street to do acupuncture for Song Xuan.
Today is the last time to do acupuncture for Song Xuan.
His will is strong, and survival ** is also very strong. He actively cooperates with Yang Zimei's treatment. Therefore, the cancer cells are also rushed quickly.
Yang Zimei came to Mo Xuan's backyard.
Lin Qingmei sat on the lounge chair with a big belly, shaking the fan with one hand.
Song Xuan was lying on her bulging abdomen, and what was listening to the side of her ears.
Lin Qingmei's expression is gentle and satisfied, like the cool wind of summer, it makes people look at it, and the heart is peaceful.
And Song Xuan's thin face was full of tranquility and satisfaction.
Lin Qingmei reached out and touched his hair gently, her eyes were all lovely.
This is really a beautiful picture.
If Yang Zimei has a camera at this time, she wants to shoot it, so that this moment will become eternal.
Looking at this beautiful and warm moment in front of her, she couldn't bear to come forward to disturb, so she stood aside and waited.
Lin Qingmei still found her.
She patted Song Xuan's shoulder, "The small eyebrows are here."
Song Xuan raised her head from her abdomen, and saw Yang Zimei, stood up, and looked a little embarrassed on her face.
Yang Zimei walked over, "Mr. Song, Sister Qingmei, good morning!"
"Small eyebrows, sit down."
Lin Qingmei stood up and asked Yang Zimei to sit down. "I made some osmanthus cake today, I will give you to eat."
"Okay, thank you Sister Qingmei."
Yang Zimei nodded with a smile.
What she likes to eat is the pastry made by Lin Qingmei, which is better than Sadako.
Yang Zimei first gave Song Xuan's pulse, and then began to do acupuncture for him.
Twenty minutes later, acupuncture was completed, and she pleaded with Song Xuan. "Mr. Song, your recovery is very good. In the future, it is enough to do acupuncture for you at most one month.
"Thank you Xiaomei, you gave me a new life."
Song Xuan is very grateful.
"Between our teachers and students, it's polite to say these words. Sister Qingmei has been in delivery for a month.