Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

Sister Qing had something to do, so she got up and went over to receive her.

She walked west, Assistant He went north, and the two collided in the middle.

"Sorry, sorry." Sister Qing bent down and stepped back. Move away quickly.

Assistant He smelled the fragrance of the woman's hair, and his heart palpitated. As soon as he looked up, he saw the back of a person in a blue dress. He didn't take it seriously and continued walking forward, shaking hands and talking to people he knew.

When everyone sat down, the group sat at the seat specially arranged by Mu Xiaoqianjin.

Mu Lele said: "Sister Qing is difficult to marry. We have seen all the young talents here and none of them are worthy. We can't bear to see Sister Qing make do with it, so we set our goals internationally."

Gu Nuannuan sat down and asked: "A transnational marriage involves two countries. Does Sister Qing know that you are looking for someone abroad for her?"

Mu Lele: "Let's get along first. If there is a spark of love between these two, as long as there is money, will the distance still be distance?"

Jiang Momo agrees with this.

Xu Gu Nuannuan's life was too ordinary, and she felt that the two of them made marriage too simple. I was worried that the two of them would be uncomfortable in the future because of this incident. "Let's try introducing him first. If the two of us don't mind, it probably won't work." Gu Nuannuan also felt that not many people were compatible with He Zhu. This girl felt very comfortable at first glance.

The banquet began, and everyone was seated according to the arrangements of the Mu family.

The Mu family's full moon banquet was not that grand, but many people came.

One of them is a very accomplished master, which is right for Mr. Jiang. He even sits at the same table with others when eating.

I heard that the woman in his family is from the Wangjiang family. The other old men all want to change their lives and don't want to let women suppress everything about men. But Old Man Jiang was different from others. He clapped his legs happily, "Yes, yes, Master Abbot can deduce it. Yes, it is the girls who bring blessings to our family. If it weren't for my eldest daughter-in-law, my family would have been forced to It lasted for more than ten years. Later, my family's warm children started to get married. I am not bragging to you, but my family has never had a single bad thing. I even got my daughter back, and my children are all lucky stars." Of course, Jiang There is no trouble at home, Mr. Jiang always has trouble. However, he was too embarrassed to tell anyone about the bad things he had done in the past few days.

His grandson didn't know why, but he insisted on letting his mother paint a tiger cub on his face. He also said that it was the same as the one painted on his mother's face on the day of the competition.

He didn't even understand the words, "What game?" "What's the game about?" "You guys are playing secretly without me, and we're not friends anymore?" Mr. Jiang was so angry that he suspected that these people were going to watch the game. He had to go back to the bedroom quickly, take out his phone and search for any recent games that he had missed.

Gu Nuannuan was afraid that Xiao Nizi would continue to say, "Come here, mommy will draw you a little tiger, right?"

The little tiger nodded.

Standing in front of his mother, he asked her to use paint to paint a cute and fierce little tiger on his little face.

Xiao Longbao stood in front of Jiang Momo obediently, with a face like 'Little Brother Su', his milk was squishy, ​​and his mother was impressed without even speaking.

She hugged his little face and kissed him several times, "Dragon baby, good baby, can mommy draw you a little green dragon?"

"Okay~Thank you, mom."

Before Jiang Momo put on makeup, she kissed her son's little face again, wiped it clean, and began to paint the little guy with paint.

Wei Aihua passed by and saw that the living room was always busy. Even if she did not participate, she felt that the home was warm and happy.

She took the fruit plate and went to the living room, "Nuan Nuan Momo, this paint won't hurt the children's skin, right?"

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. It's not harmful. It's what Momo and I use frequently."

Jiang Momo also painted seriously, "Yes, sister-in-law, Nuan'er chose this herself. You have to believe in her self-management of her skin."

Wei Aihua nodded reassuringly, that's right, her sister-in-law pays great attention to skin care, and the little tiger also has a skin care regimen for her tender face.

The little tiger and the little green dragon were painted, and it happened that the men also came home from get off work.

Two children stood at the door of the house, one on the left and one on the right, one dragon and one tiger, "Haha~ Dad, guess who Bao is."

With happy smiles on their faces, Jiang Chenyu and Su Linyan each hugged one and took them home, "You are a little tiger."

Su Linyan also teased her son and said, "It's strange how Xiao Longbao turned into Xiao Qinglong."

The innocent children were extremely happy. Sure enough, he deceived his father.

Jiang Chenyu sat down and looked at the living room, "Where is our dad?"

Gu Nuannuan: "I'm back in the bedroom. I don't know what I'm doing. It's been a while."

Little Tiger and Little Longbao remember to take on the responsibility of ‘taking care’ of their grandfather for their parents. The two of them suddenly remembered that when they were painting their faces, their grandfather became angry and disappeared.

Is grandpa jealous?

"Dragon, let's go."

Xiao Longbao jumped off his father's lap and followed his brother upstairs.

They couldn't find the paints used by their mothers. Finally, holding the paintbrushes in their schoolbags, the two brothers went to their grandfather's bedroom.

Mr. Jiang was originally looking for a game to watch. There was indeed a game competition recently, but that game was not worth mentioning. It was too small and uninteresting. It hypnotized Mr. Jiang and fell asleep.

When the two brothers went in, Mr. Jiang was still sleeping.

So the two little ones took off their shoes skillfully, and the two brothers got on the bed, one of them squatting next to grandpa. "Dragon, red."

The little dragon clasped his claws and handed it to his brother.

"green."

The little dragon's claws clasped again, as if he had done this kind of thing since he was a child, and the clasp was so smooth.

"pink."

Another paintbrush was passed to my brother.

"Purple~"

All the colors in the brush box were used on Mr. Jiang's face.

The two brothers also said "filial piety" in a very quiet voice and made very little movement because they wanted to be filial babies and not wake up grandpa from sleeping, but give him a surprise.

Therefore, Mr. Jiang slept deeply throughout the whole process.

The two brothers who finally finished the work nodded very satisfied with their work, then carefully got out of bed, put on their shoes, and left grandpa's bedroom with the brush box.

They are still the most filial in the whole family, this is what the two brothers agree on.

Moreover, the two brothers have no idea that paintbrushes with fluorescent agents cannot be washed away with water, which is completely different from the additive-free paint on their faces.

It was evening, and Wei Aihua asked the housekeeper to call Mr. Jiang for dinner.

The butler passed by and Mr. Jiang opened the door, frightening the butler who had seen the stormy world and stood there. Even at his age, he still suspected that his eyesight was not good enough. He blinked and took a closer look at the old man's face.

Mr. Jiang stood by the steps, yawned, stretched, turned around, and already walked down the steps with the dispensable crutch.

"Good evening, my sons, daughters-in-law, daughters-in-law, sons-in-law, and grandchildren."

Mr. Jiang appeared, and Wei Aihua had just received a glass of water. She was used to drinking some water before meals, but she just turned around and said, "Pfft~"

Wei Aihua, who had always been dignified, couldn't control herself and squirted water from her mouth. She raised her head and looked at Mr. Jiang's face in disbelief.