Chapter 822

Fu Zhiyan was really unhappy, and very unhappy, very unhappy. man Along the way, even Feng Yaqin could see that he was in a bad mood. Ask Han Xiaoye how to return a responsibility quietly.

Han Xiaoye is even more depressed. She doesn't know what's wrong. She just asks eight trigrams. Fu Zhiyan shakes her face for such a long time just like being sick.

So she said, "I don't know, menopause is coming."

man Suddenly face more smelly, the air conditioning in the elevator swish, live like the refrigerator.

Fu Xiaomao looks at her father, and then at her mother who doesn't take her father's temper seriously. She firmly holds her mother's hand and stands in a good line.

The song sings well, in the world only mother is good, has mother's child to be like a treasure. There is no singing. Only dad is good in the world. A child with a dad is like a treasure. It can be seen that there is no future to follow my father. Besides, two days ago, Fu Zhiyan threatened him two days ago.

Fu Xiaomao's eyes turned and looked up innocently, "Mommy, what is menopause?"

"The age of nearly 40, physical and psychological aging at the same time, so the anxiety of this period of time, called menopause."

Han Xiaoye knows that Fu Zhiyan hears it and explains it deliberately.

Sure enough, the cold air in Siberia is even colder. It's so cold! She had a neck, like a dead pig, not afraid of boiling water.

Cold is cold!

It was his inexplicable face that made him angry without saying anything. Why should he let him go every time he gets angry? She was also upset because the little monkey was weaned! Why didn't he coax himself into letting go?

Feng Yaqin said, "Oh, don't stand here. Let's go up. Nanqing, let's go up together. I'll make you tea. "

"Good. Thank you, aunt Feng Sinan Qing except face blindness and love to drink milk, gentleman elegant, absolutely full mark.

"Go, go. I'll push you. " Feng Yaqin has always been very distressed that sinanqing had an accident when he was young. As a result, he could only sit in a wheelchair and took the initiative to push him into the elevator.

Han Xiaoye followed up, and the small elevator was full of people.

As soon as she went in, she spontaneously stood in another corner farthest away from Fu Zhiyan. She pulled Fu Xiaomao and resolutely did not open her mouth or find a topic.

Sinan Qing is more unlikely to find a topic, quietly sitting in a wheelchair, as if completely unaware of the embarrassing atmosphere.

Feng Yaqin wanted to find a topic, but he didn't think about it for a moment.

Fu Xiaomao is happy to see his father's play, and never thought of helping to find a topic. The elevator arrived at the 13th floor in silence. As soon as it got out of the elevator, Feng Yaqin quickly opened the door.

"Stop talking. You can make Jiujiu a cup of milk. She should be hungry."

"Yes."

"Do you know where the milk is?" Feng Yaqin is not at ease, while changing shoes said.

Fu Zhiyan nodded, "I know."

Said, holding has not woken Fu Xiaojiu into the bedroom.

As soon as he went in, Feng Yaqin quickly turned around and didn't know whether to be angry or to smile. She took Han Xiaoye into the living room and said, "Xiaoye girl, why are you angry with him again?"

"It's not because I asked him..." Han Xiaoye almost blurted out. Fortunately, he saw Sinan Qing who came in with him. Sheng Sheng held back. "He asked him a question, which is the common gossip. He was so excited that he gave me a lecture for no reason. He started shaking my face from the time he got off the bus. Mommy, do you think I'm depressed. I haven't figured out why he's so angry with me all of a sudden

"So you deliberately said that his menopause was coming?" Feng Yaqin is not smiling, she just saw Sinan Qing on hold the topic of small action all see the eyes, probably guess what she said eight trigrams.

"He was already approaching menopause... It's not menopause. What's the matter with him?" Han Xiaoye murmured and was in a bad mood.

"You."

Feng Yaqin shook her head and looked at her.

"It's not that you don't know what his temper is, and you deliberately trample on his painful feet."

Fu Er didn't like to be mentioned about his age because he didn't care about the age difference between him and Ono. But Ono didn't think so. Today, she specially talked about it. It's estimated that Fu Er is going to be depressed. man

Feng Yaqin figured it out, and then, instead of talking about Han Xiaoye, pushed Sinan Qing in.

"I'll make you tea. You wait a moment."

"Evening, have you finished your homework? If you don't finish your homework, you can play after you finish it. "

Fu Xiaomao had already sat on the sofa and put a grape in her mouth, but she didn't care, "I've finished writing for a long time."

The first grade homework is so simple, what 12 + 2 =?, these

The grape is the best one that Feng Yaqin bought in the market. It's sour and sweet. It's very comfortable to eat. Fu Xiaomao ate two in a row, and was just about to eat the third one when his hand was patted open by Han Xiaoye, "grapes can't be eaten without washing. If you want to eat, I'll wash some for you. Wash and eat. "

Fu Xiaomao spits out a grape skin and takes out a bunch from it. Pedal pedal pedal run to the kitchen, "I wash myself, Mommy, you sit and rest."

After a while, he washed a plate of grapes and took two bottles of milk out of the refrigerator. The little adult handed one of the bottles to sinanqing. "Uncle Nanqing, here you are."

“……”

This little guy's usual attitude towards Qin Fang is not like this. How does she feel that Fu Xiaomao seems to be very polite to sinanqing?

"Thank you." Sinanqing didn't think it was wrong to drink milk with the 6-year-old boy. He stretched out his white and slender hand because he didn't bask in the sun all the year round and took over the milk.

Fu Xiaomao's considerate service also handed over the straw, "here, just insert it and drink."

"Well."

A large and a small habit into the milk, action consistent drink up. Fu Xiaomao ate a lot of food in the evening, but he didn't drink much water, so his mouth was thirsty. He drank most of the wine in one breath, and then his eyes narrowed. He put the milk on the table and warmly called the man opposite, "Uncle Nanqing, eat grapes. The grapes my grandmother bought are sweet. I just tried two of them. They are delicious. These are all washed by me. You can have a try. "

Emma!

Han Xiaoye looked straight.