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When Lin Baicai heard his wife's voice, he hurriedly turned his head.

"You, how did you get here so fast?"

Embarrassed, how much did my wife hear of the conversation just now?

Zhao Yun pulled the two little kids in, called the people in the living room, and then went back to his own men, half joking: "It's not bad, I calculated the time to come over for dinner."

She looked at Ning Qing who had sized her up, and her voice could not help but become nervous, but also excited. "Hello, Ning Qing's wife, I am Zhao Yun."

When she had just arrived, she was extremely envious of Ning Qing's name and family background.

Before she married Lin Baicai, when she went to work, she had wanted to talk with him a little. After all, Ning Qing's Ning Village was better studied, she was the only one who was attending high school in town.

But every time she saw Ning Qing, she would always feel shy and did not dare to speak.

Ning Qing was shocked by Zhao Yun's self-introduction. Why was he so cautious?

She immediately regained her senses and said: "Hello, my name is Ning Qing. You should just call me Third Sis. Those words just now sounded too distant."

Lin Baicai waved his two sons over, and said, "This is your aunt, call for her."

The two children obediently said, "Auntie."

Ning Qing looked at the two little faces that were exactly the same as Lin Baicai's when he was young, and suddenly felt nostalgic. "Oh right, how did you guys manage to tell the difference between these two brothers?"

This question was asked to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun laughed: "Younger brother Lin Erzhu has a mole beside his eyes, older brother Lin Dazhu's face is more fair and clean."

Ning Qing glanced at his nephew, his skin color did match his cousin's: "Good, it's really good that Lin Baicai married you."

Lin Baicai: How can his son and daughter-in-law be related?

Forget it, no one dared to say anything.

Just as Ning Qing finished speaking, the adorable Ranran came in.

Ranran saw his mother looking at him and laughed guiltily. He then looked at the people in the room, and called them one by one, before running over to Lu Qingyao's side. He looked at his mother fearfully, and after seeing her talking to her cousin, he said to his father: "Father, if I tell you that I'm in trouble, will you take responsibility for bringing mother down?"

In her opinion, her father had a lot of authority over her mother at some point.

As for her grandma, well, she can act like a spoiled child.

Lu Qingyao raised his eyebrows, peeling an orange for his daughter, and asked: "What have you gotten yourself into now?"

Ranran laughed, looked at his brothers who were playing around at the door, and continued to speak with a low voice: "Big brother and I are bullying little friends."

Lu Qingyao was very curious, when did his daughter become so powerful?

"Who is it?"

"Yes, it was that Goudan who brought his sister and blocked our way. After that, I scolded her and even made her cry."

Actually, Ranran didn't want to talk about this at all.

However, Dong Ziqiang had a deep experience at home, if that ignorant Old Madame Lu came over to complain, they would be the ones to suffer in the end.

Indeed, Shen Jingbin's eyes were red and swollen like a rabbit's, as if she had been bullied.

In order to prevent those people from turning white into black and white, the few older brothers unanimously decided to let Ranran come to the Regimental Commander Lu to seek help.

In Xiangdang's words, it meant — the curve to save the country.

The smile on Lu Qingyao's face gradually froze, he calmed himself down and patted his daughter's buttocks, "Go out and play, your father will take responsibility for you."

He looked at his daughter and felt his heart soften a little.

Seeing that his father agreed so quickly, Ranran excitedly kissed him and said: "Mom, I'm going out to play."

After Ning Qing finished talking to his cousin wife, he turned to look for his daughter. Coincidentally, he saw his daughter's Regimental Commander Lu movements, so he always felt that the two of them had some sort of secret.

Ning Qing: "Regimental Commander Lu, what are you and your daughter hiding from me?"

Her virgin daughter was already accustomed to being the devil king, relying on her older brother. She was tyrannical in her Hu County, but she was also protected by Dong Ziqiang when she returned, and was not afraid of the heavens or the earth.

It was obvious that he had done something wrong!

Lu Qingyao shook his head, and conveniently fed a petal of tangerine to his wife. "It's nothing, I just had a little friction with someone, it's not a big problem."

Ning Qing knew that this man knew his limits, and had been fed oranges, so he did not mind it too much.

Lin Baicai looked at his wife who was sitting by the side, and imitated her as he fed her a fruit.

Zhao Yun looked at her with a pained smile. Although she looked a little shy in front of the children, she still ate it in the end. She said to her son who was sticking to her: "You two can go out and play."

The two kids were now more interested in Ning Qing.

Lin Erzhu asked his mother, "Is this the Third Cousin that father always spoke of?"

When Lin Baicai wanted to stop him, his son had already tricked his father.

Ning Qing caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of her eyes, and was suddenly very interested, "Hmm? What does your father usually say? Baby, you tell my aunt. "

Perhaps Ning Qing was the one who spoke more gently to the child, Lin Erzhu laughed, "Cousin, you're smart."

Lin Dazhu, who was beside her, said, "He even said that your studies were very good, letting us learn from you, and he even said, he said …"

The two children looked at each other and said at the same time, "Cousin, you have a bad temper. The uncle who married you must have had bad blood for eight lifetimes."

Ning Qing, "..."

Lin Baicai: It's over! I'm going to die!

Lin Baicai: "Scram, you two scram out and play!"

Heavens, he better not let his son see the cowardly side of him being beaten up. Otherwise, what dignity would he have in front of that devilish brat in the future?

Ning Xiaobao clasped his hands together and mourned for his cousin.

Ever since Lu Qingyao and his wife met each other, Lu Qingyao liked to see his wife cower in front of her own mother, and gobble down his brother and sister.

Seeing Lin Baicai like that, he knew that there would be a good show to watch, with the attitude of watching a good show.

Ning Qing looked at Lin Baicai with a smile, "Lin Baicai, come."

Her smile didn't have any warmth to it. It was even scarier than a fake smile. It made people think of the scene of evil spirits eating people.

Lin Baicai's back couldn't help but feel numb, he instinctively covered his ears, and acted as if he was protecting her, "What are you doing?"

Ning Qing looked innocent, "What do you think I can do? "Come, come, come."

Lin Baicai made his last struggle and decisively shook his head!

Ning Qing's smile stopped, he slapped the table and shouted: "Come over here!"

Lin Baicai's body trembled. He unwillingly got up and walked forward.

When he looked at his cousin husband for help, the latter directly ignored him and leisurely sipped on his tea!

Ning Qing only smiled at Lin Baicai, extended his hand and pinched his ear, fiercely pulling it down, and asked gently: "Do I have a bad temper?"

"No no no, you have the best temper."

"Who married me and who's out of luck?"

"No, no, no. I'm just jealous."

Zhao Yun watched the entire battle happily.

These two cousins were getting along very interestingly.

Just as he finished cleaning up after lunch, he heard Ning Qing's voice coming from outside.

Lu Qingyao could not be more familiar with this voice — Old Madame Lu.

Lu Qingyao was in the courtyard giving a few kids a wooden spear to apply its color. The wooden spear was made extremely lifelike, if one wasn't an expert in it, it would be hard to tell.

After hearing this voice, he carried the mold in his hand and walked out.

Old Madame Lu pulled Shen Lo and stood at the door. He had already thought of a plan in his mind, his final goal was to pay for the food.

Lu Qingyao stood at the door frame lazily: "What are you doing here?"

Old Madame Lu instinctively sized Lu Qingyao up from head to toe, and his gaze finally fixed on the spear in his hand.

"You, you …"

It's over, I forgot the poem! What was she going to say?