Chapter 1181

One: "isn't your master always asking you to get married quickly to avoid disaster or something? If she wasn't a godmother, I would be the kindest psychologist. "

When thousands of people said this one hour, everyone laughed, but Liu Mei was very serious.

"It's true. Although my master has a lot of research on metaphysics, in her own words, metaphysics itself is the embodiment of unknown higher science. She often says that life and death are doomed to marriage, and everything else is changing. Most of the time, she taught me to let it go, such as pregnancy. My master told me not to be too nervous, and those who didn't believe it. "

Xiaoqian was happy. "After all, these old ladies in our family, no matter whether they have culture or not, are not as transparent as a monk."

The most superstitious people, on the contrary, have no taboos.

The little sisters played cards for a while. Suddenly the door opened and Xiaoqian's mother mumbled into the room. They looked back and were shocked.

Xiaoqian covers her mouth in surprise and points to her mother's head.

"Mom, what's wrong with your hair?"

Originally, Xiaoqian's mother had long hair all combed behind her head. After a while, it turned into short hair. She was wearing Liao Fugui's down jacket. Fugui went into the room wearing a sweater and sneezed. Xiaoqian's mother was carrying the red down jacket she was wearing, and her clothes burned a big hole, and her hands flew out.

Liumei saw her husband frozen like this, and quickly dragged him into the room to pour him hot tea. What's the matter?

"Don't mention it. There are so many people burning incense. The old woman behind me came out to worship with her hands shaking like a sieve. I thought about what else to do when she was shaking like this. I was thinking about it, and I smelled a smell of burning incense. I also asked Uncle Liao, I said that the temple is full of incense. There is a smell of burning incense everywhere."

What Xiaoqian's mother said was very angry, and Liao's father followed.

"As soon as your mother finished, I saw smoke on her head."

That picture is just too much.

"What's more hateful is that there is a little hairy head in front of me. He pointed to me and said," look, someone has become an immortal! I mend his uncle's paw. It's shaking hands. The old lady burned my hair! "

It sounds like a sad story, but it's funny to be described so vividly by Xiaoqian's mother. Because of Xiaoqian's face, she is too embarrassed to laugh, so she has to bear it.

Emma, that's funny!

"How did you put out the fire? Isn't the meat on fire? " Xiaoqian asked.

"People have water and fire extinguisher in the temple for a long time. It's said that every year there are people who burn their hair and bake their clothes because of the flourishing incense. The water splashes on me. The people in the temple also say, benefactor, you're going to have a fire this year. Bah! I'm angry with him

They want to laugh, but they can't. The Stone who can speak the good way is busy making it.

"Auntie, you're breaking a small fortune to avoid a big disaster. From now on, you'll get rid of all the bad luck. The rest is good."

Xiaoqian's mother loved to hear this and immediately turned angry into a smile.

"You can believe this kind of soul chicken soup without theory. After all, my mother asked for it."

Kiss daughter a words to small Qian mother's smile congealed.

"It's the same as" tomorrow will be better. "It's a poisonous chicken soup that paralyzes people's hearts. In fact, it can be avoided. Who asked you to go when you have the most people? If you go there, you have to make do with the shaking old lady. Won't you stay away? When you are burned, you complain that the gods and Buddhas don't protect you. You say that so many people in the world can't use the gods and Buddhas to protect you? "“ Emma! I'm so angry Xiaoqian's mother can't get off the stage because she is choked. She is usually girly, but she can pinch her twice without pain and itch. Now that her daughter has a baby, it's really precious. She can't fight or scold. She can only complain with her wife.

"Old companion, take my Danshen Dripping Pills quickly. No, I can't get angry again!"

"Come on, come on, don't be evil to me. Go into the house and take a hot bath. Then change your clothes. I'm not angry with you."

Xiaoqian waited for her mother to come into the room, then whispered, "see? The menopausal old lady has evolved the skill of pretending to be ill. I feel that the strength of her holding her heart owes her an Oscar all over the world. "

Everyone was amused by Xiaoqian, and Liao's father also laughed and shook his head, "what can you do? You two can pinch each other when you meet. If you don't see them, you still want to. Your mother talks about you more than ten times a day at home, and quarrels when she comes."

"It's OK. We've been like this for many years." Xiaoqian has long been used to this way of getting along with her mother, "richness, are you ok?"

Richness sneezed, and everyone was amused by him.

"If you want me to tell you, you are not as rich as others. When they saw that I was splashed with water, they quickly put on my coat and led me down the mountain to have my hair cut. You girl will know how to hurt me!" Xiaoqian's mother pokes her head out of the door and quarrels with her daughter.

Xiaoqian spits out her tongue at him, a little bit, and her hair is burnt out. Don't take a bath soon!

"In fact, I have to say that as long as the feelings come, all the natural and non natural ones are the same, and the feelings are the same after they are well raised." Looking at the little Pan Pan who has been playing with the beauty on the side, the stone added.

Xiaoqian's mother just reflected that Pan Pan was still there. The one she just said was a little inappropriate. She hurriedly shrank back and hid in the room to take a bath.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and everyone's attention was focused on pan pan, for fear that the child would listen.

Pan Pan didn't lift his head. Holding the beauty, he said to himself, "beauty, who are your parents? My father's name is Yu Mingyi, and my name is Ma Ma lengyi. My little brother, who will be born soon, is Yu Yiri. My name is Yu Yibai! "

Others can't hear it, but what Xiaoqian and his freshman class come out of is clear. The child is very confident now. He said that this is actually reassuring for adults. He changed his ways to tell us that he is not as fragile and sensitive as he thought.

Xiaoqian nodded to the freshman, "you're doing well."

At the beginning, the freshman chose to tell the truth to the child. Later, he and his second brother loved Panpan, and the child's psychological shadow disappeared. It's not easy for ordinary children to develop this kind of children, not to mention Panpan, a child with special genes.

Of course, the credit for this is due to Da Yi. She devoted too much maternal love to pan pan and filled the scar in the child's heart.

"It's so nice to get your praise." the freshman was a little embarrassed by Xiaoqian's praise. She wanted to be polite, but she felt that her face turned red when she was hot.

What happened?

Are you happy to pee your pants after being praised by Qian?!