Chapter 805

"You sit on the sofa. There are so many people coming and going here. It's not good to bump you later." Feng Yaqin directs Han Xiaoye to sit on the sofa, pours a bowl of fish soup for her and puts it in front of her. He poured a bowl of fish soup for himself and sat down, "little wild girl, did your little uncle tell you? We're about to move

"... he probably mentioned it."

"He just mentioned it to you. I don't know how to tell you. Not long after you gave birth to your baby, I let you take your baby around. I'm really sorry

Feng Yaqin said with guilt.

"You should have had a good rest before we left, but..."

"Ann, Mommy, I'm just born in 1999, and I'm not half paralyzed. It's nothing to walk two steps. Besides, we're not going to walk to our new home." Han Xiaoye comforted her, "just a few steps, I have no problem. I can give birth naturally, let alone in a few steps. "

Feng Yaqin felt a little more comfortable and angry. She pointed her nose and said, "you love to talk nonsense when you open your mouth. I think that little mouth at dusk is just like you. It's so crooked. "

"... he's like a little uncle." Han Xiaoye did not admit it.

Feng Yaqin looked at her funny and said, "your little uncle was not as lively as dusk when he was a child. If he was half as lively as dusk, I would not doubt that he had autism."

Autism is still a good idea. At the beginning, she suspected that her second son was an idiot.

Otherwise, I'm more than two years old, and I'm almost three years old, and I can't even speak. Until her mouth blistered and she wanted to take people abroad all night to see experts, she thought that the people who could not speak had a cold face and spoke very clearly. She said a whole clear sentence to her directly. Only then did she get rid of her worries and realize that he didn't know how to speak, just didn't want to.

She felt broken when she thought of it.

Now it's not easy to hope for a grandson. It's not a Muggle. It's too lively. It's just a worried little ancestor.

When Feng Yaqin thought of Fu Zhiyan, Fu Xiaomao and Fu Xiaojiu in her infancy, her slightly melancholy face unfolded.

Smilingly, he brought a bowl of fish soup to Han Xiaoye. He picked up a bowl and drank it slowly. Looking at Han Xiaoye again, he asked strangely, "Xiaoye, why don't you drink?"

"No, I'll have it right away."

Han Xiaoye was generous and did it in one breath.

Feng Yaqin saw that she didn't want to drink fish soup. She was amused by the tangled expression on her face and said, "well, when Xiao Jiu is weaned, I won't cook fish soup for you."

"Really?"

The man who put down the bowl suddenly raised his head and was surprised.

Then she found that she was too explicit, and quickly explained.

"It's not that I don't want to drink mommy's soup, mainly because I drink it every day in recent months. I can't stand it any more. When I smell that, I feel sick in my stomach. "

"I know, I know. I didn't say you didn't like my soup. I have also experienced this stage, Ono girl, listen to the mother, and stick to it for another two months. Just wait until the baby is weaned, you don't drink now, later... "She leaned up to Han Xiaoye's ear and whispered," after Xiaojiu is weaned, you will droop badly. Have you seen balloons? You know what the balloon looks like when it's deflated? It's like that. "

Boom!

Han Xiaoye didn't expect that she would say this to herself. The key is that the movers are still walking around. She is talking about such a private topic in her ears. Rao is Han Xiaoye bold enough, his face is still red.

The brain unconsciously listened to her words, and could not help but look down at her breast, which had grown up because of breast-feeding. Imagine the picture of two small peaks avalanche, which was flat to a level. It was immediately stimulated.

"That, Mommy..."

"Well?" Feng Yaqin's attention has turned elsewhere, directing the packing workers, "you are in this, give me a layer of sponge, otherwise the things inside are easy to break."

"And that, eh! Yes, it's you! Didn't I say that before? Put clothes and clothes together. Don't put dark clothes and light clothes in the same box. It's easiest to get colored. "

She took time to look back, "what did you just ask me to do, girl Ono?"

Han Xiaoye with a big red face, or did not resist the bottom of my heart voice, small voice, "that, Mommy, there are fish soup? I want another bowl. "

"Puchi!"

Feng Yaqin smiles, and Han Xiaoye blushes even more.

She got up, took up the bowl that Han Xiaoye had just used, "and I'll give you another bowl."

"Thank you, Mommy."

……

In the afternoon, after listening to Feng Yaqin's balloon metaphor, Han Xiaoye was wilting all day, until Fu Zhiyan came home in the evening. She was still looking in front of the mirror.

People say that it's true to have a mother. Although her skin condition looked worse when she was pregnant with Fu Xiaojiu, her skin condition became better and better every day since she began breastfeeding. More than that, she did not exercise, body began to slowly recover, the whole person does not look like a person with two children. Instead, it's like reverse growth, growing back to the state of 18 years old, tender enough to pinch water.

She looked left and right, up and down, all satisfied with her present state.

Her eyes unconsciously moved from her face full of collagen to her high chest. She had a good chest, but she seemed to see two big balloons exploding in the mirror. The most sad thing is that she saw the two broken balloons drooping in front of her chest after the explosion.

If her chest is drooping like the two balloons in the mirror, she

Han Xiaoye couldn't imagine that picture, so he was excited.

man

What's the matter with the hooligans?

Fu Zhiyan wiped his hair, squinted his eagle eyes and said faintly, "en."

"Well, what do you mean, good-looking or not?" She has the air of breaking through the casserole and asking to the end.

Fu Zhiyan had a big head and asked her, "what do you think?"

"I think it's pretty. Don't you think my face looks younger every day since I gave birth to little nine? Even the skin condition is getting better day by day. Even though I don't have skin care every day, my skin is just like the mask that just applied.