Chapter 652

It's probably the stagnation of seeing what Mrs. an wants to say and dare not say. An Zirui asks on his own initiative.

"Nothing. I just want you to cook us a meal tonight."

As the voice fell, Mrs. Ann got up and poured another glass of water for her grandmother.

"Mom, I don't think you have much water to drink. Now drink some."

Grandma nodded and watched TV.

"Well, just put it where you want."

Grandma raised her hand and leaned over to reach for the cup.

"Beware of scalding."

Seeing that the two get along well, an Zirui doesn't really want to go upstairs and sits down on one side.

"Oh, Zi Rui, go and cut some fruit for grandma."

At the command of Mrs. an, an Zirui had to get up again and carry the fruit plate on the tea table.

"OK, grandma, what would you like to eat?" He said in a warm and soft voice that he had worked hard to create a good and comfortable living environment for his grandmother.

Grandma waved her hand, smiled and said, "it's all right, son. Sit down and have a rest."

"It's all right, mom. Zirui won't be your half grandson in the future. Just tell him."#@$& amp;

Mrs Ann stopped her grandmother from being polite and took good care of her grandmother in all aspects.

"Good, good boy!" Grandma nodded.

While talking, an episode of the TV series ended.

"Mom, I didn't expect you to watch these historical TV dramas. I just watched two episodes. It's pretty good!"

Grandma nodded and was particularly excited about the content of the TV play& amp; (&

"Yes, I usually like some history, news and TV dramas. Now they are too young. I'm old and can't keep up with them."

Grandma frowned and waved her hand. They talked and laughed. Time passed quickly.

When Zhao Qiqing woke up, the downstairs was almost full of people.

Seeing Zhao Qiqing standing bleary eyed at the entrance of the stairs, Fu xishen was about to go upstairs to see her footsteps stop and looked up at her with a smile.

"Haven't you come down yet? Have you had enough sleep?" Fu xishen's low and gentle voice sounded gently, showing a bit of integrity and leisure.

Zhao Qiqing rubbed her eyes and yawned.

"I'm so sleepy."

"Is Qingqing awake? I cut the fruit. Come down and eat it!"

An Zirui's loud voice sounded on the sofa in the living room, as if to break the whole house.

"Ha ha, brother, why didn't you go to the new year with Xiao Tong?" Zhao Qiqing walked down the stairs carefully.

Now her stomach is getting bigger and bigger day by day, and everyone is very concerned.

"Slow down," said an Zirui, looking at Fu xishen leading people over. "Let Xiao Tong and grandpa celebrate the festival this year and wait for a wedding in the new year."

"Have you decided on a wedding date?" Zhao Qiqing sat on the sofa.

An Zirui knocked on his temple and said, "I got married the day you had a baby."

Hearing the speech, Zhao Qiqing's eyes widened in disbelief. It's hard to believe that an Zirui would say such a thing.

"An Zirui, how can you tease your sister!"

Seeing Zhao Qiqing's sensitive state during pregnancy, Mrs. an made a sound at the right time and scolded an Zirui.

Fu Xi's deep cold Jun's eyebrows and eyes also glanced at an Zirui, full of warning.

Seeing everyone protecting Zhao Qiqing, an Zirui laughed with laughter, "ha ha, I didn't say that you and Qingqing are sensitive together? How can I let my sister miss my wedding?"

"I know you're joking," Zhao Qiqing said suddenly and calmly, shaking her head. "But you scared your little nephew. Just say what to do!"

The voice fell. Zhao Qiqing lowered her eyes and touched the round pregnant belly. Her voice whispered, "baby, your uncle bullies you. Wait until we come out and don't see your uncle!"

"Hey, you smelly girl..."

"How to talk to your sister!"

Before an Zirui finished the second half sentence, Mrs. an's slap had been shackled first.

An Zirui shrugged and didn't hide.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became active with an Zirui's play.

Fu xishen poured Zhao Qiqing a cup of warm water. Several people sat together and chatted. The afternoon passed quickly.

In the evening, an Fu unexpectedly came back early.

"Lao an, why did you come back early? Didn't Zi Rui say you still have a meal?"

Mrs. an stepped forward and took over her father's coat.

Ann's father tidied up his shirt cuffs and glanced at the living room. "This is not Mom coming. I have to come back early to have dinner with the big guy!"

"Well, you have filial piety!" Mrs. an smiled and walked happily towards the kitchen. "Zi Rui, you cook for us now."

An Zirui looked up at the time and got up quickly, "OK!"

"I'll help you." Fu xishen also got up.

The two men, like good brothers, walked towards the kitchen shoulder to shoulder.

No matter when and where, you can be accompanied by your relatives.

In the twinkling of an eye, on the eve of the lunar new year, every family is decorated with lanterns, and the festive atmosphere of the new year is lively.

This year, there are many people who have settled down. Since knowing that Zhao Qiqing is the biological daughter of an's father and Mrs. an, their relatives have taken advantage of the new year to find out.

"I said, Dick, it's true that you won't tell me when my niece comes back." Mrs. an's sister Lin Fen sits next to Zhao Qiqing. She just stuffed Zhao Qiqing with a big red envelope.

Mrs. an stood on the side of the two people and said with a smile, "isn't this what I told you when you came to the Chinese new year?"

Lin Fen shook her head. "Qingqing, if you're pregnant, you have to exercise more. You're too thin and you have to eat tonic. Does your husband not give you delicious food?"

"No," Zhao Qiqing smiled helplessly and glanced at Fu xishen, who was not far away playing cards with her relatives. "He was very kind to me."

"Tut tut Tut, looking at the ambiguous little eyes," Lin Fen said wantonly, and her eyes have been falling on Zhao Qiqing. "You can squeeze out the water from the eyes you look at your husband."

Hearing the speech, several women giggled.

"Don't tease my family Qingqing, but I didn't say that Qingqing and ah Shen have a really good relationship. Ah Shen cooked our meals these two days."

Listening to Mrs. an's generous praise, several people were surprised.

"You say the president of Jingtian cooks himself?"

"No," Mrs. an nodded gently. "I'll let them stay in our house for the new year. I also recognize Qingqing's grandmother as my mother. Now, everything is on track."

"Well, what about grandma? Should I call Mom, too?" Lin Fen has always been magnanimous, showing her manners as a young lady.

The proposal she just said was also seriously considered.

Mrs. an was a little suspicious. "Elder sister, are you serious?"

"Of course, can it be false?" Lin Fen glanced at Mrs. an.

"Ha ha, OK. I'll ask your mother if she still wants a daughter when I see her later."