In the evening, Mrs. Jiang used a little bit of rice porridge to put the chopsticks. Mother Jia wanted to persuade it, and saw that she was upset between her eyebrows. A young man in front of him asked Shen Yu what he did today.
The little sister -in -law was tuned out by Mrs. Jiang, and Shen Yu's things had nothing to do with it. Even how many meals he used and remembering a few more meals, remember.
After listening, it is a small thing that is irrelevant. It is nothing more than doing a few sour poems that are sad and wounded in spring and autumn. They lamented in the yard and lamented the fish in the tank. Mrs. Jiang rubbed her forehead, Mrs. Jiang rubbed her forehead. Waving his hand to pass this little sister -in -law.
The son's side is okay. I ca n’t afford any big wind and waves. It ’s just like a child to obey her. Even if I want to resist, I’ m just frowning.
However, Shen Minghe made her a headache even more. If he was in the past, he could still use strategies when he failed to get the son of the world. However, after he really got the Duke of the country, he was like a person. Reason, watching the drama in the garden, fighting the birds, and the frequent visitor in the hookrace garden. Sometimes it is up to one or two people to the house. Generally.
She raised a house for him, and the yard built one after another. The speed of building the house could not keep up with the speed of his leader. Who did she become? It is probably better than a powerful housekeeper!
She couldn't control his Shen Minghe, and the stomach of these little daughters was still not talking. If a Shen Yan was enough to call her trouble, can she allow another trouble?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Jiang glanced at Mother Jia, said:
"Can Aunt Zhao still stare at it?"
Aunt Zhao is the biological mother of the third son of Guo Guo, the daughter of a butcher.
"Madam rest assured, keep staring at it. There is a peony under the window, and there are someone to see the flowers."
Mrs. Jiang nodded. After a while, she said nothing. Mother Jia saw Mrs. Jiang yawn. She knew that she was sleepy, so she asked someone to place it for her.
Everyone came out for a while. Mother Jia went in lightly and took a look. When I saw Mrs. Jiang closed her eyes and stable, she knew that she had fallen asleep. She put a bed board on her collapse and paved the bedding. Lie down.
Mrs. Jiang's sleeping was confused, suddenly the outside was lively, the human voice was noisy, and the lights hit. She sat up from the couch and scolded it outside:
"What rules like one by one! Standing for me, stabilizing, not allowing ghosts!"
Those people listened, and it turned out to be quiet, one by one, was so scared that she didn't even dare to look up at her.
She is satisfied. This is the power of being the master and mother. This is her ruthless accumulation for so many years. She never allows anyone to challenge.
She pulled a piece of clothes on her body and walked towards the outside. The ground was wet. I do n’t know when the heavy rains were over.
She walked over from these people's head, and her feet were lined with water, and she had a glittering water, and the weeds stepped on her feet soft.
A woman suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, wearing a green scallion, waiting for her to go closer, and looked up at her sharply. She was shocked. As soon as she wanted to rebuke her, she saw her face quickly growing.
, Turn white, become unswerving, the messy hair sticks to the pale face!