Seven hundred and twentieth chapters father and son fight
"!!!"
As soon as Ying Ying said these words, Shen Yanqing's face turned green.
Xiao Anyi next to her also responded, "Mom, I want to sleep with you too!"
"I want to hear my mother continue to talk about Cinderella."
This is a story Jiang Miao told Yingying when she was coaxing her to sleep. The little girl has heard it many times, but she never gets tired of hearing it and always pesters her to tell it.
"I want to hear Monkey Sun, mother, talk about Monkey Sun!"
An Yi grabbed Jiang Miao's legs and said eagerly.
Last time Jiang Miaocai talked about three dozen white-bone spirits, Xiao Anyi listened anxiously.
Looking at the clothes entangled with his two children, Shen Yanqing had a straight face and resentment emanating from his body. Unfortunately, his son was still a rough-and-tumble man and could not see the disgust in his father's eyes.
After Xiao Anyi finished kissing Jiang Miao, he turned around and took Shen Yanqing's hand.
"Dad, today I'll sleep with you and my mother. You can go to my room to sleep. I'll give you the stuffed bear my mother made for me."
You must know that he is very precious to this bear. It is covered with his saliva. Jiang Miao asked his servants to wash it for him, but he did not agree.
At this time, he pushed his father out and gave him his precious bear, which shows how much An Yi has sacrificed.
However, after he said this, he saw his father looking at him with a confused look, hugging him and walking out.
"Your mother is tired. Let's listen to the story tomorrow. Today, go to sleep holding your bear. I won't fight with you."
After his wife finally came back, everyone was fighting for her. If it weren't for the fact that these two enemies were his biological children, Mr. Shen would have thrown them away.
"I don't want it! I want to listen to Sun Houhou! Mom, please save me!"
Xiao Anyi hugged his father's neck and struggled desperately, trying to jump out of his arms.
However, how could a four-year-old child be Master Shen's opponent?
In the end, Jiang Miao watched helplessly as her son was taken away by her man, and she could still hear Xiao Anyi's shouts even after walking far away.
Sorry son, I am no match for your father.
Jiang Miao recited silently in her heart for two seconds, and Yingying hugged her tightly with her small arms. Her big eyes flashed, but with determination.
"Mom, let me sleep with you."
She doesn't want to be taken away, her father is really bad.
"good."
Jiang Miao touched her daughter's soft black hair and said lovingly.
She coaxed Yingying to lie down and gently told her the story of Cinderella. By the time Shen Yanqing came back, the little girl had already smacked her lips and fallen asleep.
"Have you fallen asleep?"
When Shen Yanqing came back, his forehead was still covered with sweat. He lay down next to Jiang Miao's ear and poked his head in. He sighed with relief when he saw that Yingying was sleeping soundly.
Jiang Miao almost laughed out loud at his appearance. Shen Yanqing looked like he had been tortured by An Yi.
After taking Yingying out and handing him over to the wet nurse, Shen Yanqing went to take a quick bath and came back.
Jiang Miao changed into a suspender nightgown. Although it was winter, the temperature in Qiongzhou was almost the same as spring in the capital.
Her fair shoulders were exposed, shining brightly under the candlelight.
Shen Yanqing had been a vegetarian for the past few days, and her eyes turned red when she saw this scene. Jiang Miao shrank inward. She felt that she was a little sheep being targeted by a hungry wolf, waiting to be penetrated. .
"How do you coax An Yi into good health?"
Her own son knew very well that Xiao Anyi had a devilish personality, and Shen Yanqing usually doted on him the most, so even though Shen Yanqing had a cold face all day long, Xiao Anyi was not afraid of him at all.
"I will allow him to ride a big horse tomorrow."
"Pfft!"
Jiang Miao didn't expect that he had sacrificed so much. The only ones who could make the dignified chief minister lie on the ground and act like horses were the two siblings.
"Master Shen is tired..."
"Well, so Miaoya, you love me..."
Mr. Shen no longer knows what shame is. He climbs on the ground whenever he is given a pole, and uses every inch of his power to make the most of it.
Jiang Miao had only worn this nightgown for one day, and it was torn to pieces by him and turned into a complete rag.
This night, she finally understood that she couldn't keep a man alone for too long, otherwise he would die.
Die from exhaustion.
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On the way south.
The further south you go, the higher the temperature becomes. This is the first time for Mrs. Zhang and others to travel far, so everything they see is new.
Shen Yingxue and Guo Zhao were in the carriage behind, leaving Ling'er in Mrs. Zhang's car.
Fortunately, she still had Daya as her companion and didn't bother her mother.
Shen Ling is already a grown-up girl. She still remembers the events of the Zhou family and how Zhou Shui'an and Zhou's mother abused their mother and daughter.
Shen Ling had never resented anything, but she could never forgive them both.
Now that Shen Yingxue has gained happiness and Guo Zhao treats her like his own daughter, Shen Ling has nothing to be dissatisfied about.
She now has two more relatives, and her temperament is much more lively than before.
The thirteen-year-old girl is at her most lively. When she and Da Ya sit together, it is a beautiful scenery.
Cars and horses were coming and going, because the Chinese New Year was about to come, and there were not many people walking on the road. They were all businessmen going home to celebrate the New Year.
The Shen family's carriages and horses were escorted by a group of soldiers. Of course, no one without a good eye dared to come forward on the road. There were quite a few who wanted to get close to them, but they were all driven away by Guo Zhao.
It would take at least more than three months to travel from the capital to Qiongzhou, and they could not arrive before the New Year. Mrs. Zhang waved her hand and decided to stay in Jiangnan for the New Year.
This is the first time in her life that she has celebrated the New Year outside. Thinking that in the past, her family was always by her side, and the family lived a lively life, but now she only has her daughter, son-in-law, and two granddaughters around her. Mrs. Zhang feels quite disappointed.
Although he only stayed for a few days, Guo Zhao rented a house, cleaned it and arranged it in advance, and then let the Shen family members live in it.
He looks rough on the outside, but is actually delicate on the inside. He bought window grills and firecracker beans, and even hired a local fan cook at a high price to prepare a special New Year's Eve dinner for everyone.
Mrs. Zhang was originally a little disappointed, but she was soothed by her son-in-law's thoughtful arrangements.
When she talked to her daughter in private, she often praised Guo Zhao.
"It is said that people should not be judged by their appearance. This is really true. Who would have thought that a warrior like Xiao Guo would do things so appropriately."
She used to look at Zhou Shui'an and thought he was polite and polite, so she thought he would be someone who loved his wife, but she didn't expect that she might also be mistaken.
Shen Yingxue pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes filled with happiness.
"He's fine."
Without Guo Zhao, she would not understand what it means to be in love, nor would she know how happy it is for a husband and wife to support each other and live together.
These were things she had never felt before, and it was Guo Zhao who gave her a second rebirth.
The Shen family spent the New Year very simply. The family had a New Year's Eve dinner, and Mrs. Zhang gave red envelopes to the two younger generations. Although they were outside, the New Year's money should not be less.
"Da Ya and Ling'er will be safe and sound in the future. Grandma doesn't ask for much glory from you. As long as you are healthy and safe, I will be satisfied."
The older I get, the more I understand how precious ordinary days are.
