The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian opened his eyes and watched as Ning Mengyao slept, with a drowning smile in his eyes.

Today is New Year's Eve, he naturally can't sleep. He got up and practiced martial arts outside for a while, which is why he went to discuss with Grandma Qin about today.

Before the annual ceremony, people were arranged to send it. Don't worry about this. Granny Qin is not a one-time New Year's event. Now the things to be done are straightened out.

See Grandma Qin arrange all things properly. Joe Tianjin can rest assured of this. Let Ryan and the others help to post a pair.

Joe Tianchang went into the kitchen to prepare some food for Ning Mengyao himself.

Ning Mengyao woke up to be a three-pole sunrise, and stayed in bed confused for a long time. Ning Mengyao remembered that today is like thirty years old.

Why did you forget all the big things when you patted yourself in the head with frustration?

Get dressed and go out and find that everyone is busy driving, even Nangong Flame is infected by this atmosphere, to help do what you can.

This scene makes Ning Mengyao even more embarrassing.

“Yao is up. Come and eat something.” When Nangong Yao saw Ning Mengyao, he hurried to greet her and said something seriously to her.

Ning Mengyao listened to the words of Nangong Flame, while eating, nodding his head and inserting a few words from time to time.

Joe Tianjing packed up in the kitchen and came out to see Ning Mengyao talking to Nangong Yao in thick clothes.

Walked over and touched her cheek: “Is it cold? ”

“I'm not cold, it's warm.” Ning Mengyao rubbed a miso on his hand, his cheeks were warm, and there was no cold feeling.

Joe Tian nodded smoothly: “That's good. ”

Having spoken to Ning Mengyao, Qiao Tianchang went to the kitchen again. Seeing him like this, Ning Mengyao felt he was the happiest person in the world.

Although I've seen this scene many times, every time I see Nangong Yan, I feel that my son-in-law really cares about my daughter.

“I'm relieved to see both of you like this. ”

“Mom and Dad are gonna be okay. I'm gonna go check in the kitchen.” Ning Mengyao was somewhat embarrassed to be seen by Nangong Flame, and stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Nangong flame shook his head funny.

After going to the kitchen, Ning Mengyao saw that Qiao Tianchang was seriously making desserts. She still liked to eat them, while Grandma Qin was preparing ingredients.

When she saw Ning Mengyao come in, Grandma Qin hurriedly reached out to chase people: “Miss, what are you doing in here? ”

Reaching out and touching his nose, Mengyao smiled embarrassingly: "I just came in to see if there was anything I could do to help. ”

Grandma Qin glared at her. “There's me and my uncle here. I don't need your help. Get out of here.” Granny Qin waved and began to drive people.

Ning Mengyao looked at Granny Qin lamentingly: “Granny, I'm not obvious yet, why can't I stay here?” In this era, a woman is pregnant and she still has to work. Even before, a woman went to work as if she were pregnant. She won't rest until a month or two before the baby was born. Why did she come here and become a fragile glass doll?

“No,” Granny Qin said with her face on her face.

Ning Mengyao turned to look at Qiao Tianjing: “Tianjing...” The look of his eyes made Qiao Tianjing have no choice but to say.

“Grandma, it's okay. Yao Yao can just watch here and won't let her do it. ”

Grandma Qin looked at Joe Tianjin and looked down at Ning Mengyao, who was innocent, and nodded helplessly: “Well, miss, you can only sit here, you can't do it. ”

“Okay.”

That's what I said, but I prefer Mengyao to do it whenever she sees that she needs help. It's like picking a dish, cutting a dish, etc. Every time Grandma Qin wants to talk about her, she blocks her back.

Cut and picked without effort.

If you see her insist, Grandma Qin won't mind either. Just turn around and look at her later. Don't worry about it until you see it's really okay.

Ning Mengyao was also worried that Granny Qin would disagree. Now that she has compromised, don't mention how happy she is.

Joe Tian glanced at her cheerful appearance, stretched her hand a little bit on her forehead, and did not blame her.