The General’s Little Peasant Wife

For her nephew and weaver, she was adored as her own child, and now that the little girl is gone, she has to stand up for her responsibilities as a maid.

From the eyes of this Qi Wang, he saw feelings for the snow shower, and he also understood that the reason for marriage was that the two people had feelings when they were together.

Qi Wang nodded: “Auntie, don't worry, I will always take care of her as I am now. ”

“Then I'm relieved that this one was given to me by my little sister, and I gave it to my future son-in-law.” The sum of the numbers pulls out a bloody jade.

Ning Mengyao turned out to be a blood jade.

Neither did the two brothers and sisters have any idea that the mother left them something like this at the end of the day.

Xiao Qitian reached out to take over Yu Pei, and watched Yu Pei have some strange feeling.

Later, Mrs. Lin took out a green bracelet, and Ning Mengyao looked at it clearly, which is the king's green bracelet. Such bracelets are very precious on the market, and the value is no less than blood balls.

“Xuanxuan, this is from your mother-in-law. ”

“Thank you, Auntie. ”

“Don't mention it to your aunt. ”

The family of Taifu Lin was very satisfied with Xiao Qitian and Stu Xuan, and felt that the four of them were a pair made in heaven.

Because of their relationship, Ning Mengyao and others lived in Taifu Province and rarely went out.

Having been busy with these things for two days, Mengyao felt that her tired bones were falling apart, so she slept in the room for two days.

Fortunately, everyone knows that she is a pregnant woman, so she doesn't pay special attention. Otherwise, who goes to someone else's house to be a guest, sleeps for a few days, and doesn't get scolded to death.

In the last few days, Mrs. Lin began to prepare a dowry for her granddaughter, but eventually found that there seemed to be not much to give.

The last two people told Mrs. Lin that they had been doing business with Ning Mengyao and had made a lot of money, so there was no shortage of this stuff.

Mrs. Lin, don't worry about it.

The family just got along, and here comes an unexpected guest.

That's Prime Minister Mu.

“What are you doing here?” Mrs. Lin looked at Prime Minister Mu's eyes very cold, even with a sharp light.

Prime Minister Mu was stiff and there was some dissatisfaction in his heart: “I met my father-in-law. ”

“Prime Minister Mu, I don't have a young lady like you in the Lin family. Tell me, what are you doing here?” What if he's the prime minister? Mrs. Lin didn't give him this face at all. Even when she saw this man, she wanted to slap him directly.

The morning frowned and looked at the emotions a little excited Mrs. Lin: “Grandpa, don't be angry. ”

“Grandpa wasn't angry, and Grandpa waited to see what happened to the people who ate it.” Fortunately, the two children are not raised at home, otherwise what will they look like? Looking worried about his two children, Mrs. Lin was very happy with her decision.

The face of the Prime Minister turned dark: “Father-in-law, I am at least their father in the morning. ”

“Look at the two kids getting married now, are you their father? Have you raised them well? No, you will only let the three or four women bully them. They are children raised by the Lin family. They have nothing to do with your family. If Mandy hadn't said not to compare with you, do you think you are still a high prime minister?” Mrs. Lin drinks furiously.

Before the accident, my daughter realized that she had arranged everything and even left him something for the Prime Minister. She wanted to exchange it for the freedom of two children, and said not to deal with the house, so forget it.

For them, that is the will of the children, they can only obey, so they have always ignored the people of the Mu family, saw what the Mu family language is, think of themselves as the Mu family sister, how many times they want to directly attack these things.

“Prime Minister, if you are here today to be angry with Grandpa, please get out of here. Grandpa is too old for this kind of torment.” The morning looked cold at the Prime Minister, and his eyes were filled with photography.