Chapter 921

Mujin's eyes showed a touch of loss, but still followed Irene's meaning: "it's a little cold outside, you wear more!"

Irene nodded and went back to get her clothes. When she came out, mujin was no longer here.

Irene can only sigh in her heart. The more Mu Jin treats her like this, the more she lets her Don't like it!

When passing the pharmacy, the light inside is still on. Mr. Tong pinches his beard and frowns inside. He tests again and again, and sighs come from time to time.

Irene looks like she has no hope.

Then I went into the kitchen, and saw that firewood was on under the kitchen stove. Su'er and Ning zheyan's ashy faces were flushed by the firewood.

"What are you two doing?" Irene was very surprised.

When Sue saw Irene, she jumped out of Ning zheyan's body and held out two dirty hands. She said happily, "Mom, we are baking sweet potatoes, but zheyan is so stupid. It's been baking for so long. It's not ripe yet!"

Irene looked at Sue's black hands, all of them carbon gray. There was a half cooked sweet potato on the ground. She looked at the fire stove again.

Fold Yan, you are baking sweet potato, or do you want to take it apart and burn it!

"I have never cooked since I was a child!" On the other side, Ning Fuyan is also aggrieved. He thought that he once was the leader of Yanyu villa. He was served when he ate, drank and slept. He would light the fire and burn firewood for him.

But she couldn't stand su'er's threats and lures, so she had to follow her.

"Oh, look at your hand. Don't touch me. Hurry to wash it!" Seeing Sue unfolding her hands, she asked for a hug. Irene immediately took sue to the well and washed her hands carefully.

Over there, Ning Fuyan also came, pulled up his sleeve, washed his hands, then raised his long hair and began to clean his face.

Su'er didn't wash her hands well. Several times, water splashed on Ning Fuyan's face and hair. Ning Fuyan didn't mind. She continued to wash.

That every move, has the girl's grace, also has the boy's agile.

After cleaning the face, Ning Fuyan takes out a handkerchief from her arms and carefully wipes the water on her face. It's more girl than girl.

Su'er, after washing her hands, directly and mischievously flicks the water on her hands towards Ning Fuyan.

"Sue, it's very impolite!" Irene stopped at once, and then looked for Sue. She found that there was no handkerchief, and she had no handkerchief.

Sue Duqi's mouth seemed unhappy. She looked up at Irene and said, "mother, you didn't say no!"

"Before it was, now it's not. You're a girl. You need to be polite. And why don't you even have a handkerchief?" Irene is really depressed. When she was a child, when she was eight or nine years old, she still wore a handkerchief with a pin to wipe her face and mouth.

"Mother, you didn't embroider for me!" Su'er took it for granted. Then she reached for Ning zheyan's clothes and wanted to wipe her face directly with Ning zheyan's red clothes.

Once again, Irene refused: "Sue, don't wipe!"

Ah, this child, how did she teach before? According to the principle, Sue should be taught very well.

"Do you use the one with a broken face?" Ning fold Yan is looking aside, eyes are as soft as water, hand the handkerchief to Irene.

Irene took a look and shook her head. "No, it's your personal thing. You can't use it casually!"

With that, Irene wipes su'er's face with her sleeve, but su'er still grasps Ning zheyan's demon red robe, which seems to be fun: "mother, it's beautiful to wear red when you fold your face. Su'er also wants to wear it!"

Irene took a look at Ning Fuyan standing beside her. She seemed to have no temper at all. She was used to it for a long time.

Irene just remembered that Ning zheyan seemed to be Sue's nanny. They stayed together all day, eating, drinking and playing. Sue came back only when she was about to go to bed.

She and mujin, two of their parents, are just like onlookers, even forgetting that su'er is their child.

"Red, white skin people wear good-looking!" Irene thought, like Ning fold Yan cast an sorry look.

Ning fold Yan listened to this, but smiled: "little tail, are you praising fold Yan?"

"Well, my skin is very white!" Su'er seems to be angry at this. With a pout and a hug, she will run to Ning Fuyan.

"Well, you white, you white!" Irene coaxed and went to Rasul.

After pulling su'er to her side, she said to Ning zheyan, "go back to sleep. I've troubled you these days!"

Want a man to take a child, that is a kind of torment to a man simply, lose rather fold face to take so many days, still have no regrets.

If Irene knew how proud, cruel and hateful she used to be, she would be really surprised. Now, how can she be like this.

"Little tail, do you and I need to say that?" Irene said these words, but it seems that some estrangement, so rather fold Yan do not like.

"No, no, my mother, su'er has to roast sweet potatoes!" When su'er heard that she wanted to return, she immediately reached for Ning's sleeve, pouted her mouth and looked at Irene.

"If you don't want me to bake, Sue will go to Dad to bake!" Su'er insists on eating the roasted sweet potato, and then he feels aggrieved and says: "it's a pity that the master is not here. At this time of the year, the master will give su'er the roasted sweet potato. It's delicious..."

Let MOJIN, a man of high status, bake sweet potatoes? Let's forget it!

"Well, well, let's bake together!" Anyway, she came out for baked sweet potatoes.

It's better to smile again. In the dim moonlight, the smile is as beautiful and charming as a flash in the pan.

"Then go and get some sweet potatoes!"

"No, no, go get some straw and dry twigs. I'll take sue to get sweet potatoes. We'll bake them in the backyard!" Irene has a lot of experience in baking sweet potatoes.

"Good!" Ning Zaiyan's reply was clear and clear, and the words were full of strong smile. Then the seductive Feng Mou looked around. Although there was doubt on her face, she was very happy to get along with Wei iris.

After Irene and Sue took some sweet potatoes, they took Sue's hand and walked toward the backyard. The backyard was full of many herbs and vegetables. Irene found a relatively empty place, then picked up the shovel and began to dig.

"My mother, it seems that she likes you very much!" Su'er and Ning zheyan have been playing for such a long time. How can they not understand the thoughts of Bai Ning zheyan? They are clearly written on their faces. OK.