Reborn on Top of Football

Xu Qinglian, frustrated, punched Wang Ai's left eye with a punch. Wang Ai stepped on the floor in three steps and fell to the ground exaggeratedly, holding her head in her hands and rolling around on the ground: "Murdering a husband Ah, Jin Lian! You can't listen to Mrs. Wang ... "

Xu Qinglian, who has been deceived by Wang Ai, does not know how many times she has immunity to Wang Ai ’s exaggerated acting skills. This will listen to Wang Ai's screaming of "Jin Lian" and "Wang Po". What does this mean? He rushed and held Wang Ai's hand to tear his mouth.

When the two were in trouble, they listened to the stairs.

It turned out that Ai Xiaoqing smiled and hugged her shoulders for a long time. Just as Wang Ai entered the house, Ai Xiaoqing woke up. What about 30 years of age? When Wang Ai was about to hug, Ai Xiaoqing heard it downstairs, fearing that the two children would be embarrassed. Together, the two villains who shared their sentiments would have nothing to hug. She didn't know the pulse of Wang Ai, don't look at her son, it's too ghostly. But she was very confident in Xu Qinglian. The little girl was thinking.

I was planning to watch the table to control the time when the two hugs. I didn't expect that the story upstairs suddenly changed from youth drama to ethical drama. In a word, Wang Ai turned Xu Qinglian's anger into anger. Ai Xiaoqing went upstairs with a funny heart. Lou saw Wang Ai boxed by Xu Qinglian, and then ... the son began to spill ...

Are the next generations falling in love like this? It's really fun!

Ai Xiaoqing didn't have the shame of voyeurism, but looked with interest. If it wasn't for Xu Qinglian's anger to tear Wang Ai's mouth, the two rolled on the ground, and the buttons of Xu Qinglian's pajamas were opened, and Ai Xiaoqing couldn't bear to move.

"Auntie!" Xu Qinglian stood up, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, and gave a secret glance at Wang Ai. She was afraid she might hit the panda's eyes, and she didn't know how to tell Ai Xiaoqing, that was his son after all ...

Ai Xiaoqing glared at Wang Ai, who nodded his head. He crouched in front of Xu Qinglian, hugged him fiercely, and scented one: "Good girl, this is right, you have to get rid of this skin monkey! Today count It ’s cheap, if you do n’t mean it, you ’ll have to do it. Leave, ignore the dog, wash your face, and help your aunt cook! Today is the 30th year of the New Year, and the dinner has to be prepared in the morning, right, you What kind of stuffing did the shrimp dumplings from the last package ... "

Ai Xiaoqing pulled Xu Qinglian with a smile and walked downstairs.

Wang Ai took his luggage back to the room with a smile. When he went to Haikou, he had to check in a large bag. When he came back, he had a baggage. He didn't know that these little friends used pens, jerseys, and football when they separated. Will you remember the hard work in Haikou? It will not be a loss if you think of it.

Ozil has also returned to Germany, he is too young, and half a month away from home, Mr. Mustafa has called to urge.

Suddenly, Wang Ai remembered the title between his mother and Xu Qinglian. It was very interesting. It seemed that I didn't know when it started. Ai Xiaoqing started to call Xu Qinglian a "daughter", and Xu Qinglian always called "Auntie Ai". It's weird. What's more weird is that they both feel normal.

After Wang Ai cleaned up, she strolled downstairs. In the kitchen on the first floor, Ai Xiaoqing was cutting meat to the door, and Xu Qinglian was back to the door to pick vegetables. Seeing Wang Ai going downstairs, Ai Xiaoqing gave Wang Ai a stern glance: "Call your dad, don't he stew beef? A pair of lazy ones! Come on, my daughter, are you picking the vegetables?"

"Okay!" Xu Qinglian stood up cheerfully.

Wang Ai turned to call Wang Bin, and was happy to fly. As soon as Ai Xiaoqing was staring, Wang Ai realized that Ai Xiaoqing's "good daughter" was not a true daughter, but a "daughter-in-law"! According to the customs of the Northeast, the daughter-in-law who hasn't passed the door cannot change his tongue, but can only be called "aunt".

Still mom! Not only did she accept Xu Qinglian, she also considered for her future relationship. The closeness of the mother and daughter makes Wang Ai happy, which shows that Ai Xiaoqing really likes Xu Qinglian. If you do n’t like it, depending on Ai Xiaoqing ’s temperament, taking care of food, living and living, you can afford the son ’s trust by giving pocket money every month, but if you want to accept it and be so intimate, where is that easy? Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing are just fine. Poor couples support each other, but Ai Xiaoqing is very proud of her son's marriage. Most girls do n’t take a look at them. This affection cannot be pretend.

The family of four casually took a bite of breakfast. Wang Bin simmered a pot of beef in the morning, and the rest gave up. Wang Ai even pretended to be uncle. He was eaten by Xu Qinglian with his face darkened. In half a month, I was tired enough in Haikou, and I was still physically tired and tired.

In the afternoon, Wang Bin went back to Wangjiacun. Although it was not salty with Wang's family, Ai Xiaoqing also refused to go, but Wang Bin could n’t go as the eldest son, but that ’s it. After a meal in the afternoon, came back. Now Wang Bin doesn't have much time in Liaoyang. Many times he calls on the city leaders, and the leaders will pick them up. Liaoning North Paper Group is one of the three major nationwide paper-making groups. The faint leader and allies have a significant influence on the development layout of China's light industry, the development layout of the paper industry, and the layout of civilian paper in East Asia. They can even come through allies. Indirectly affecting the domestic paper market in Asia, Wang Bin is now a frequent visit to ministries and committees and has been repeatedly met by national leaders. For example, in July last year, when the General Secretary visited Russia, Wang Bin's name was listed among the accompanying persons reported by News Network.

So the longer they separated, the later the Wang family became scared. Especially when I saw Wang Bin wearing a suit and leather shoes behind the general secretary on TV, standing in a pile of corporate homes, shaking hands with the Russian president one by one, the Wang family and the Ai family who had dressed grandchildren for almost two years were almost scared to death! Not to mention Wang Bin now, it is Ai Xiaoqing who can blow his breath and kill his family. For example, as the person in charge of the largest flower planting and sales company in eastern Inner Mongolia, the three eastern provinces, Wangjiacun's economic foundation can be given in one sentence. It ’s ruined and it ’s over without accepting your flowers. So the Wang family still wants to stay in Wangjiacun?

Wang Bin visits every year, but it does not mean to console: we do not retaliate, but that's it.

In the afternoon when Wang Bin was in Wangjia Village, Huang An and Huang Xin father and daughter came.

Huang An ’s older generation is gone. Huang Xin ’s mother died early. Lao Huang also worked hard to pull her daughter up. Now Huang is being ambiguous with a widow teacher in the school. Not too long ago. But whenever the Chinese New Year, the father and daughter are lonely at home, it is boring, thinking of Huang Xin's mother is easy to cry. From Huang Xin's family education in 1996, the two often met during the Chinese New Year. Especially when Huang Xin followed Wang Ai to go to school in Beijing in 1998, every year the New Year simply made up. There were no old people, they were similar in age, and they had many common languages. Huang An is free and easy-going, so he gets along well.

Huang An is now one of Wang Bin's few "friends."

There are only six people in the New Year's Eve, but they are from three families. No one feels alienated, and they are laughing and laughing.

Several people sat in the living room after dinner, chatting while watching the Spring Festival Evening, Huang An went back at night by himself, and had to give the leader a New Year's greeting the next morning, and a girlfriend was in his heart. And Huang Xin is more at ease. He spends almost every day in Wang Ai ’s house during the Spring Festival holiday. He ca n’t go if he wants to leave. Wang Ai does n’t agree. This is his only friend.

At noon on the New Year's Day, several people were busy calling on the New Year, and Wang Ai pushed a long string of Rimowa to the dinner table with a smile.

"Xu Qinglian, are you missing my bag, right?"

"Nowhere!"

"Hee hee, this is a gift for all of you! I just received the gifts from Sister Huang Xin and Uncle Huang, as well as the gifts from my parents. Now I want to make my gift public! Have you been watching for a long time?"

The four of them were silent, but were interested. These seven or eight silver-plated aluminum alloy packages were sent to the house after Wang Ai watched it dead. No one gave the keys, and no one knew where they were hidden, so curiosity has remained to this day.

"Now is the moment to witness the miracle!" Wang Ai shouted, and opened the bags one by one.

Against the backdrop of the colorful chandelier in the living room, the rays of light radiate!