"Son of a bitch, you don't even know what you're doing?" Yan Wendong really wanted to drop the teacup in front of him on the head of Yan Li Shu.

His three sons belong to Yan Lishu, who are the most bastards.

It's been a headache since childhood.

"I've done so many things that I don't know what you're talking about?" The tone of Yan Li's book is not cold and not light, which makes Yan Wen Dongqi jump.

"What's wrong with today's news? Where are you from?"

Seeing the news, Yan Wendong's face was as black as coal. He immediately asked Yan Jianhua to call Yan Lishu back.

Yan Lishu was helpless and was called back for this kind of rumors.

"You are not always waiting for me to get married and have children. Are you not happy that you have a granddaughter?"

Yan Li Shu thought of last night Qin Mu holding her cunningly called a father, secretly frowned.

When I meet that little girl next time, I must tie her up and give her a good puff.

Qin Mu is Yan Xun's classmate. Yan Lishu looks at his big nephew in a gloomy way.

As a gourd eater, Yan Xun was very devoted to watching the opera. He only ate melons and did not speak.

But his third uncle suddenly cast a cold eye, scared his hand a shake, watermelon in the palm heart trembled.

His forehead began to sweat. Why did the third uncle look at him in a gloomy way? He didn't offend him.

……

Happy?

It would be nice not to be pissed off!

"If you dare to get me an illegitimate girl outside, I won't break your leg!"

"I don't know how many times you've said it. I'm not all right!"

"You..."

Seeing that the father and son were about to quarrel, situ Wan grabbed her husband and said, "OK, don't quarrel. Today's journalists like to make up, and they must be talking about it casually. Right, boss? "

Situ Wan winked at his eldest son.

Yan Jianhua echoed, "Mom's right. Dad, please calm down and listen to the third man's explanation."

Yan Jianhua also gave Yan Lishu a wink. While his mother was pacifying his father, he quickly lowered his posture and the matter was over.

Among Yan Wendong's three sons, the temperament of Yan Lishu is the most similar to Yan Wendong.

"Explain a fart!"

Father and son are the same kind of temper, they are not willing to bow down.

Yan Lishu was reluctant to give a sentence, "there is no matter!"

******

since Yan Lishu became an adult, he spent less nights at Yan's house.

Yan Lishu just came out of the bath when the door knocked.

Situ Wan came in with a plate of fruit, "have you taken a bath? Just in time for some fruit

Yan Lishu took the fruit, put it on the side of the cabinet, came to close the door.

"Well, I haven't finished speaking yet. What door are you closing?" Situ Wan blocked the door with her body and looked at her handsome son with a smile. She had the demeanor of that year.

As soon as he opened his mouth, "little three, how are you doing?"

Yan Lishu frowned and corrected her address, "Mom, don't call me Xiao San."

Si Tu Wan put in his waist and roared in a loud voice, "you were born and raised by me. You can't even call your nickname?"

“……”

Yan Lishu hands chest, leaning on the door frame, "Mom, you have to say it."

Si Tu Wan immediately took out a stack of photos from behind, "you see if there is anything suitable for you, go on a blind date for me!"

In order to get rid of her mother's adult entanglement, Yan Lishu did not look at it and took a photo to her.

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