Chapter 1793

A company commander drove back with his eyes almost closed.

"Regiment..."

After arriving at the place, the company leader turned around, opened a big mouth, and was shot by Wei Zhenhui. He was stunned to hold back the rest of the words.

Then I saw that their usually handsome and cold demon king gently opened the door like holding worldly treasures, and then took his daughter-in-law out.

After shrinking his neck for a long time, he reacted for a long time. He got off the bus to open the yard door and ring the doorbell.

Look at their leader. Now he finally steps on the ground. It's still the cold and serious demon king. Now he is an ordinary man holding his daughter-in-law.

It was their sister-in-law who absorbed the air-conditioning of the head.

Only an excellent woman like Su Mian can subdue the head!

Looking at their backs, what's the matter with his eyes itching?

After being fed dog food all the way, why does he want to cry?

The light was on in the living room. Su Mian woke up as soon as she entered the living room.

Then he looked at the man above and the stunned expressions of several people in the living room.

Su Mian quickly slid down from Wei Zhenhui, "Grandpa, Dad, mom, little uncle, a, Hello!"

Why are there so many people today?

A and my little uncle are here. What's going on?

Su Mian secretly stares at Wei Zhenhui. Is this guy intentional!

The light is on in the living room. There must be someone. He can't wake her up first!

That's good.

Not only the family saw it, but also a peacock!

Jiang Qianqian didn't expect his grandson and daughter-in-law to come back so early. Things must have gone smoothly. There are outsiders, and there's not much to say.

"Well, it's getting late. Zhenhui, you and Su Mian go upstairs and have a rest first!" Jiang Qianqian's pair of eight character eyebrows laughed and flew away for fear that others would shout at them. Jiang Qianqian took the lead in opening his mouth.

There are always people who can't see.

A with a thief smile on his face, "sister-in-law, don't hurry upstairs. It's rare for us to meet. Besides, if you don't come and have a look, aunt will knit a sweater for your son!"

What?

Knitting a sweater for her son?

Su Mian looked confused.

Liu Wenqing timely raised the little sweater Yang was knitting. "Su Mian, come and have a look. It's almost finished. Do you like it? Your grandfather said to prepare early. I'm afraid you'll be too busy when you have a baby!"

What's so busy?

It's not born to wear!

And Su Mian really has no plan to have a baby this year. She has just entered the special forces. She has to have a baby next year!

Wei Zhenhui's face flashed a few unnatural threads, but he covered it up very well. A moment later, like nothing, he chatted with Chiang Kai Shek.

Su Mian blushed and sat down in front of Liu Wenqing. "Mom, it's very good. I like it very much."

The little sweater is orange. Su Mian can't put it down.

Poor parents all over the world. He Qin also liked to knit sweaters when he was at home.

At that time, the family was poor. It was only when several colors were put together to make up enough for a sweater.

He Qin's sweater is neat. Liu Wenqing knows many stitches and looks better.

But is this sweater a little big? Why does it feel like a two or three-year-old?

"If you like it, it's what the child wore when he was three years old. Tomorrow I'll start beating him when he was four years old!" Liu Wenqing said while taking away his sweater.

"Three? Mom, is it too early?"

Liu Wenqing didn't think there was anything wrong. "I'm going to type out all the sweaters before the age of ten. Your grandfather said, when you see these sweaters, the children come quickly!"

Su Mian: