Chapter 82： Cute baby Weiwei’s plan

Chapter 82 Cute baby Weiwei’s plan

In her heart, no matter which brother, sister-in-law or nephew she is, she keeps them in her heart and tells each other that she is grateful to her brothers, sisters-in-law and nephews for their kindness to her over the years.

“You silly girl, why do you have to spend so much money?”

He Hui looked moved: "Since you have sent gifts to our family of four, why do you want to send me something alone now?"

“One size equals one size. Besides, I like my second sister-in-law, can’t I give you two sets of underwear?”

Winking his fox eyes, Jiang Li looked playful.

He Hui smiled and shook her head: "I'll give you the money to buy underwear."

“Second sister-in-law, what are you doing? If you really give me money, I can take the TV with you when you and your second brother return to your place.”

Jiang Li pretended to be angry, but soon showed his grievance: "Maybe the second sister-in-law wants to see Li Bao lose the golden peas?"

"You! What can I say to you?" He Hui smiled helplessly. She patted Jiang Li's hand with a doting look in her eyes.

Jiang Li smiled: "Then don't say anything!"

He Hui nodded: "Okay, Second Sister-in-law listens to you."

After a moment of pause, He Hui held Jiang Li's hand: "Li Bao, you must be well in the future. My second sister-in-law, your second brother, and your two nephews, we all hope that you will be safe and happy all your life." Heart."

Jiang Li: "I will do it, and so will you, my second sister-in-law. May your life be safe and happy!"

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Night came as expected. After dinner, Jiang Guosheng and his wife chatted with Jiang Li until about nine o'clock in the evening. Seeing that the adults and children watching TV in the courtyard were leaving one after another, Jiang Guosheng moved the TV from the table at the door of the living room back to its original place and put it away. , and then moved the table to its original position.

“Go to sleep, your second sister-in-law and I have also gone back to the house to rest.”

"Okay." Jiang Li nodded lightly and watched her second brother Jiang Guosheng and his wife go to the guest room. She retracted her gaze, walked out of the living room, closed the door, and then went to Xiao Mingrui's room.

Seeing the three little guys sleeping soundly on their own beds, she looked gently and stepped forward to cover their bellies to prevent them from catching cold at night.

After staying in the three small rooms for about a few minutes, Jiang Li turned around and returned to the master bedroom.

What she didn’t know was that not long after she left, the three little ones who were sleeping soundly opened their eyes at the same time.

"Smelly Hanhan! Smelly Hanhan sit up and talk, hurry up!"

Weiwei slowly slipped down from her bed, then took advantage of the moonlight shining in the window to come to Minghan's bed, then climbed onto the bed, sat next to Minghan, and stretched out her little hand to push him to sit up.

“I don’t want that.”

Minghan puffed up his cheeks, frowned, and got up and sat down with a stern face.

"Big brother!"

Seeing Mingrui coming to the lower bunk, Weiwei complained in a low voice: "Second brother doesn't want to listen to Weiwei."

Minghan felt aggrieved: "It's not that I don't want to hear it, it's just that what you did was wrong, and I don't want to follow you into mischief." Although my mother is a stepmother, she is obviously very good to them, so why does my sister want to be a bad boy and test her mother?

Moreover, I want to drag him into being a bad boy with his eldest brother!

What should I do if my mother is hurt by them and no longer cares about them or treats them well?

“Smelly Hanhan, I’m not kidding!”

Weiwei's eyes widened, she crossed her arms and pouted: "I just want to test whether my stepmother really likes us, big brother, please speak!"

There was no emotion on Mingrui's fair and delicate face. He moved his mouth and finally said, "You can do whatever you want. I won't participate and I won't tell anyone else."

There are still updates. . .

(End of this chapter)