Haijiang villa
"the wedding of aunt Xiaoyan and uncle will be in two days. Are you ready? Did you take a leave from the school teacher? "
"Mommy, it's all settled. Xiaomi Dou is in charge of things. Isn't mommy at ease?"
"That's OK. You didn't want aunt Xiaoyan to be your aunt. Now that your wish has come true, is Gao happy?"
Xiaomi Dou snorted, "aunt Xiaoyan ignored Xiaomi Dou after she had an uncle."
The implication is not so happy, Han Muzi funny hand patted his head, "your aunt Xiaoyan to prepare for the wedding, busy, you acridine, after your aunt Xiaoyan pregnant and gave birth to a child, there is no time to talk to you, so you don't need to be depressed now, because there will be more depressed time in the future."
Millet bean: "Mommy, have you hit your baby son like this?"
"Oh, if you go to talk to your daddy, he may hit you harder."
Millet bean
Forget it. After all, he's his own parents. It's better for him not to count.
"Mommy, do you want to take bean sprouts with you at the wedding?"
"Of course, it's your uncle's wedding. Of course, bean sprouts will go with you."
"Oh."
The door of the room is pushed open. Yemo walks into the room with no expression. He sees Xiaomi Dou in the room. His handsome face looks unhappy.
"Why are you here?"
Millet bean found that his father immediately showed his disgust when he saw him. In a moment, the whole person was not good. Just now, even if Mommy beat him, what happened to his father's disgust when he saw him? He must have robbed his mother again!
Xiaomi Dou snorted, "Mommy told me to come here!"
"Well, I called him over to ask about going to the wedding in two days."
"Is that all?" Night Mo deep swept millet bean one eye, then way: "ask to return to your room to study."
Millet bean ignored him, just turned around and hugged Han Muzi's arm, "Mommy, millet bean will sleep with you tonight."
Listen to words, Han Mu purple some surprised, "ah, how?"
"Xiaomi Dou is a little afraid to sleep alone. Can Mommy take Xiaomi Dou sprouts to my room at night?"
With that, Xiaomi Dou also shook Han Mu Zi's arm, all kinds of coquetry. Han Mu Zi only felt strange and asked him, "what's the matter with you? Didn't you sleep alone before? I didn't say you were afraid before? "
Han Mu Zi did not find the undercurrent between father and son surging, just think millet bean this kind of behavior is very strange, after all, raise him so big before never said he was afraid of ah, is it recently encountered something?
She just want to ask clear time, night Mo deep a merciless words to cold ground smash down.
"A man is a man, or are you afraid? Don't say I'm yemoshen's son when I go out in the future. "
Listen to words, Xiaomi Dou's face showed a fierce look and said to him directly: "Daddy, is this the kind of color hat you wear on your head? Millet beans don't say it's your son, do you mean it's someone else's? "
Night Mo deep eyes slightly deep, dangerous squint eyes staring at him.
"And don't say you're your mommy's son."
"Mommy didn't say I couldn't, did she?"
Han Mu Zi thought, these two childish ghosts, dare to love a person to sleep, fear is false, is these two began to fight?
She sighed helplessly, and then looked at the bean sprouts sleeping next to her.
I don't know when xiaodouya wakes up. She is looking at her with a pair of black eyes. Xiaodouya's eyes are very beautiful, just like the stars in the starry sky after the rain.
I don't know what she is thinking. Suddenly, she grins at Han Mu Zi.
It's OK not to smile. As soon as you smile, that little face becomes a little silly.
Ah, Han Mu Zi is worried about such a bean sprout. Her baby daughter, don't be a fool. She is so worried.
*
on the eve of the wedding, Xiaoyan moved out of the villa, because their local saying is that they can't meet the day before the wedding, so Luo Huimei took Xiaoyan back.
Because her daughter is about to get married, Luo Huimei left her husband that night and ran to Xiaoyan's room to sleep with her.
Small bed, mother and daughter crowded together, Xiaoyan because too nervous, so can't sleep, has been pulling Luo Huimei whisper.
But Luo Huimei is a big hearted person. Although her daughter is going to get married tomorrow, she is still very sleepy. She can't say two words with Xiaoyan and starts to feel sleepy again. Then she falls asleep. Xiaoyan starts to talk next to her. Seeing that she doesn't respond, she even starts to push her.
"Ma, Ma?"
"Mm-hmm? What did you just say? "
After hearing this, Xiaoyan became interested and said a lot. After that, Luo Huimei didn't respond again. Xiaoyan observed and found that Luo Huimei was asleep. She didn't want to disturb her, but she closed her eyes for a long time and found that she just couldn't sleep. She couldn't help poking Luo Huimei's arm again."Ma."
At the beginning, Luo Huimei didn't respond. When she poked, Luo Huimei was awakened. She looked at her daughter with sleepy eyes.
"What's the matter?"
"Mom, don't sleep. Talk to me again."
Seeing Xiaoyan's pathetic appearance, Luo Huimei feels that she is her own daughter. She is going to get married tomorrow. After raising so many piglets, she is going to give them away. Let's talk with her for a while.
"Yan Yan, the wedding will be held tomorrow. If you don't have enough sleep tonight, how can you look better tomorrow? Mom wants to chat with you very much, but we have to get up early tomorrow. Why don't we go to bed more quickly? "
Listen to words, small Yan but forced to shake a head: "but I can't sleep."
"You think too much. Before I got married, I was not as nervous as you. Why can't I sleep? If you think about it, if you don't sleep well tonight, if you don't look well tomorrow, when all the guests will see you, you will not be able to sleep? "
This words with a little frightening ingredients, Xiao Yan after listening to silent for a while just way: "Mom, I think I was scared by you more can't sleep."
"You dead girl, are you going to let people sleep?"
"I'm nervous. I can't sleep. Mom, how do I feel like it's not true? Why am I getting married? I remember I just came back to China? " Xiao Yan rubbed her eyes as she spoke and looked at Luo Huimei confusedly.
Looking at her like this, Luo Huimei suddenly thought of Xiaoyan in her memory. She was only a few years old when she was sleeping on her side. She rubbed her eyes and looked at her like this, "Mom, is it daybreak?"
is as like as two peas. Luo Huimei, as he remembered, stretched out his hand and wrapped it on his daughter's head. He gently stroked, "silly girl, don't think too much."