The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Though Jomo never cared, he was heartbroken.

“Dad, I love this.” Jomo hey hey smiled, reached out and grabbed Joe's smooth arm, seemed to be jealous, so that he had a normal child to look like.

Of course, he knew that his mother loved him. Although he had brothers and sisters and brothers, he never felt how much he had been overlooked by his parents. Many times, instead, he got much more than his own brothers and sisters. At least, whatever he needed, his parents would try to satisfy him.

“Well, this time you go have a good time too, you're getting bigger and bigger, and I'm getting less and less fun to be a mother.” Ning Mengyao was very disappointed in this, there used to be sugar and beans to play with, now it's good, the beans are just like her little monkey, and it's actually getting so premature. Think about it. If the sugar also became like this with two people, what other fun would she have as a mother?

Think of Ning Mengyao and feel the darkness in front of you.

Jomo had a row of black lines hanging from his head. Why did he think the last fucking word was the point? Well, that's not true, but that's how the fuck he feels.

Joe Tian took a sympathetic look at his son, and he couldn't help it. If he could, he also wanted the child to play like an ordinary child.

Instead of being like a little grownup today, it made him very dislike it.

“Dad, are you happy?” Qiao Mo looked at Qiao Tian's smile, his eyelids kept dancing, and his mother bullied him, so let it go, and now Dad is here to make a scene.

Joe Tianjin didn't shrug, then shook his head: "Son, you're wrong, I don't think so. ”

“That's what you mean from top to bottom.” Jomo whispered, humming, very arrogant.

Joe Tian was choked by his own son. Is it really that obvious?

“Awesome, you can go out and play.” Sugar sugar and beans don't care what the two of us are doing, jumped up immediately, looked cheerful, made Ning Mengyao cry a little, how can she feel like abusing the two children?

Ning Mengyao looked at the two children and suddenly felt sweet and sour. He reached out and sat with the beans in his arms. He kept rubbing on his face: “Are you so happy to go out and play? ”

“Happy, but mother, don't pinch me like a dough. My face hurts.” Doudou looked up at Mengyao and blinked. It was called a depression.

It's too much for my mother to play with my brother when she can't.

Ning Mengyao sighed and took a lamentable look at his son Doudou: “Why are you like your second brother? It's a premature breed. ”

“Mother, don't you have a sister? Why don't you give us another brother and you go play with him.” Doudou reached out and pulled the salted pig's hoof off his face and looked seriously at Ning Mengyao.

Instead of looking at his youngest son, he went to see Joe Tianjin, her adorable beans. Is this all grown up? That's incredible.

“Beans, forget it.” Ning Mengyao had not spoken yet, and Qiao Tianchang frowned and said.

“Why?”

“Your mother had a difficult time giving birth to the two of you, so there won't be any more children.” For Joe Tianchang, Ning Mengyao's body is the most important. Now that they have three children, two sons and one daughter, and Maple, he is very satisfied, so he doesn't want the extra children, and most importantly, it is a tragedy for him to have children. Now that the children have grown up, he can live with his daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law. Of course, he will not let people ruin their lives anymore, even though it is his own.

The beans' eyebrows wrinkled tightly, like a little old man, the regret on his face was so obvious, this is obviously depressing.

Ning Mengyao was also helpless. She had a difficult time giving birth when she was two hours old. She was frightened enough. Now she wants to have another child, which is luxury, but looking at the three before her, she was satisfied.