Chapter 1427

Haijiang Villa

"The wedding of your aunt Xiaoyan and uncle will be in two days. Have you got everything ready? Have you told the school teacher about leave?"

"Mommy, it's all settled. Mommy doesn't trust Xiaomi Dou to do things?"

"That's OK. Didn't you want aunt Xiaoyan to be your aunt before? Now your wish has come true. Is Gao happy?"

Xiaomi bean snorted, "aunt Xiaoyan ignored Xiaomi bean after she had an uncle."

The implication was not so happy. Han Muzi smiled and patted him on the head. "Your aunt Xiaoyan is busy preparing for the wedding. You acridine, when your aunt Xiaoyan gets pregnant and gives birth to a child, there will be no time to pay attention to you, so you don't need to be depressed now, because there will be more depressed in the future."

Xiaomi Dou: "Mommy, have you ever hit your baby son like this?"

"Oh, if you talk to your father, he may hit you harder."

Xiaomi Dou: "

Forget it. After all, he's his own parents. He'd better not plan.

"Mommy, do you want to take bean sprouts with you at the wedding?"

"Of course, this is your uncle's wedding. Of course, bean sprouts will go together."

"Oh."

The door of the room was pushed open, and yetingchen came in expressionless. He saw Xiaomi beans in the room, and his handsome face showed an unhappy look.

"Why are you here?"

Xiaomi Dou found that his father immediately showed his dislike when he saw him. In an instant, the whole person was bad. Just now Mommy hit him. What's the matter with his father's dislike when he saw him? He must blame him for robbing his mommy again!

Xiaomi Dou snorted, "Mommy asked me to come over!"

"Well, I asked him to come and ask about going to the wedding in two days."

"Have you finished asking?" yetingchen glanced at Xiaomi bean and said, "go back to your room to study after asking."

Xiaomi Dou ignored him, but turned around and hugged Han Muzi's arm, "Mommy, Xiaomi Dou will sleep with you tonight."

Hearing this, Han Muzi was a little surprised, "ah, what's the matter?"

"Xiaomi Dou is a little afraid to sleep alone. Will Mommy take Xiaodou sprouts to my room at night?"

With that, Xiaomi Dou also shook Han Muzi's arm, all kinds of coquettish. Han Muzi only felt strange and asked him, "what's the matter with you? Didn't you sleep alone before? Didn't you say you were afraid before?"

Han Muzi didn't find the undercurrent surging between his father and son. She just thought Xiaomi Dou's behavior was very strange. After all, he had never said he was afraid before. What happened recently?

When she just wanted to ask clearly, yetingchen's ruthless words fell coldly.

"A man and a man, what do you mean to say that you are afraid? Don't say I'm the son of yetingchen when you go out in the future."

Hearing this, Xiaomi Dou showed a fierce face and said to him directly, "Daddy, is this a hat of that color on his head? Xiaomi Dou doesn't say it's your son, does he say it's someone else's?"

Night Tingchen's eyes were slightly deep and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Don't say you're your mommy's son."

"Mommy didn't say I couldn't say, did she, Mommy?"

Han Muzi thought, these two childish ghosts dare to sleep alone. They are afraid that it is false. Are they fighting again?

She sighed helplessly and then looked at the bean sprouts sleeping next to her.

I don't know when xiaodouya woke up. She is looking at her with a pair of black eyes. Xiaodouya's eyes are very beautiful, just like the stars in the starry sky after the rain.

I don't know what she's thinking. Suddenly she grinned at Han Muzi.

It's OK not to laugh. As soon as you smile, that little face becomes a little silly.

Alas, Han Muzi is so worried when she looks at such bean sprouts. Her baby daughter, don't be a fool. She's really worried to death.

*

On the eve of the wedding, Xiaoyan moved out of the villa. Because their local saying was that they couldn't meet the day before the wedding, Luo Huimei took Xiaoyan back.

Because her daughter was about to get married, Luo Huimei left her husband that night and ran to Xiaoyan's room to sleep with her.

On the small bed, the mother and daughter crowded together. Xiaoyan couldn't sleep because she was too nervous. She kept pulling Luo Huimei to whisper.

But Luo Huimei is a big hearted person. Although her daughter is getting married tomorrow, she is still very sleepy. She starts to be sleepy again after less than two words with Xiaoyan, and then falls asleep. Xiaoyan starts talking next to her again. She doesn't respond and even starts pushing her.

"Mom, mom?"

"Uh huh? What did you just say?"

Xiaoyan was interested after hearing this, so she said a lot. After that, Luo Huimei didn't respond. Xiaoyan observed and found that Luo Huimei was asleep. She didn't want to disturb her, but she closed her eyes and brewing for a long time. She found that she couldn't sleep. She couldn't help poking Luo Huimei's arm again.

"Mom."

At first, Luo Huimei didn't respond. She poked and poked. Luo Huimei was awakened. She looked at her daughter with bleary eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"Mom, don't sleep. Talk to me again."

Seeing Xiaoyan's pitiful appearance, Luo Huimei felt that she was her own daughter. She would be married tomorrow and would be sent out after raising so many piglets. I'd better talk with her for a while.

"Yan Yan, the wedding will be held tomorrow. If you don't get enough sleep tonight, how will you look better tomorrow? Although mom wants to chat with you, we have to get up early tomorrow. Let's sleep more quickly?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan shook his head vigorously: "but I can't sleep."

"You think too much. When I got married, I wasn't as nervous as you. Why can't you sleep? Just think about it. If you don't sleep well tonight, you won't look well tomorrow. When all the guests see you, you won't be able to sleep?"

With a little frightening, Xiao Yan said after listening to it for a while: "Mom, I think I can't sleep more when you frighten me."

"Do you let people sleep, you dead girl?"

"I'm nervous. I can't sleep. Mom, why do I think this seems untrue? Why am I getting married? I remember I just returned home soon?" Xiao Yan rubbed her eyes and looked at Luo Huimei in confusion.

Luo Huimei looked at her like this and suddenly thought of the little face in her memory. She was only a few years old. Sleeping on her side, she rubbed her eyes and looked at her, "Mom, is it dawn?"

It was as like as two peas. Luo Huimei, as he remembered, stretched out his hand and wrapped it on his daughter's head, gently stroking, "silly girl, don't think too much."