Eighty Hot Wife: Marry a Rough Man and Raise Babies

Chapter 195 He Looks So Fierce, Would He Hit Stinky Treasure?

Chapter 195 He Looks So Fierce, Would He Hit Stinky Treasure?

Compared to the Xu family's happiness and happiness, here it is gloomy.

The old lady held the microphone in silence, only to hear a rough male voice with a trace of anger from the other side.

"Mom, tell me how old you are, what are you doing in Sucheng? The same is true of that little bastard Zhongkang. If you don't catch him, he will coax you over there. Let's see how I deal with him later."

The old lady didn't allow him to talk about his grandson like that, and quickly explained: "I begged my grandson to bring me here, don't make irresponsible remarks there, I won't allow you to talk about him."

The man didn't seem to expect that the always good-tempered old lady would get angry. He paused, and the volume was much lower than before.

"Mom, that's not what I meant. You also know that Anping doesn't recognize me as a father at all. Let's rush to please him. What are we doing?"

"This is my grandson. I can see him whenever I want. If you hadn't been hiding it from me, would I not have seen my grandson for more than ten years?"

The old lady felt uncomfortable when she thought that she had been crying all day for more than ten years.

Anping was only in his teens when he ran out, and Anjin was only a few months old at that time.

He is a boy and a half and has no money, and he doesn't know how he has suffered for more than ten years.

Seeing that the old lady started to cry again, the man over there hurriedly whispered a few words.

Before he could say a few words, a delicate female voice suddenly interrupted his words.

The old lady's blood pressure rose instantly, and the hand holding the microphone trembled uncontrollably.

"As long as you put a little bit of patience with that woman on Anping, he won't deny you as a father."

The old lady almost yelled this sentence, and hung up the phone with a bang.

She staggered to hold on to the table, only feeling dizzy in front of her eyes.

Yan Bochang at the side hurriedly helped her to sit on the sofa.

"Grandma, are you okay? Zhongkang, go and invite Dr. Liu here."

"well."

Seeing that Yan Zhongkang was about to walk out the door, the old lady waved her hand weakly.

"No, give me the antihypertensive medicine in the bag, just rest for a while."

Hearing this, Yan Zhongkang hurriedly took out the antihypertensive medicine and warm water from the medicine box and handed them to the old lady.

After a while, the old lady calmed down, and her face looked better.

Yan Bochang frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle, he..."

"I don't have a son like him! It is said that tiger poison does not eat children. He is already obsessed with ghosts and treats other people's children as treasures. Pity my Anping."

As a junior, Yan Bochang was not good at evaluating the elders, so he could only coax the old lady in a low voice.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly, and Yan Zhongkang couldn't bear the gloomy atmosphere, so he hurried to open the door first.

I saw the old man at the door with a short and hard mustache, a pair of brown eyes sunken deep in the eye sockets, and a mess of gray hair.

Yan Zhongkang's legs trembled reflexively when he saw the energetic old man at the door.

"Grandpa!"

The old man snorted coldly, and went straight to the living room, bypassing him.

"Didn't it be agreed to go and play with the little sister for a few days and then go home? How many days has it been? I haven't been cooked every day, and you are living a chic life."

"me."

The old lady couldn't organize the language for a while.

"Report to grandpa, I miss grandma, so I specially took it over to live for a few days."

Yan Bochang lied without changing his expression.

As if he just realized that there were other people in the living room, the old man turned his head and glanced at him.

Subconsciously, Yan Bochang straightened his spine, giving him a military salute.

"Okay, I don't know about your little thoughts? Anping him.?"

The old man was full of pride, and he almost said the last few words in a calm tone.

"Anping has grown taller and stronger. Now he is married to a daughter-in-law and has three children."

The night was quiet, and a vicissitudes of female voice came from the huge house, occasionally mixed with a few male voices.

The next day, Chou Bao struggled to get out of bed and went to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Jiang Mianmian followed behind him, seeing that it was difficult for him to brush his teeth with his short claws, so she asked him.

"Smelly baby, do you want your mother to brush your teeth for you?"

Chou Bao shook his head, and said in a milky voice, "No, Chou Bao can brush it by himself, Mom, you can see that Chou Bao's toothbrush is really white."

As he said that, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth, which were neat and beautiful, except that one of the big teeth was missing.

Xu Anjin who came out of the room stopped when he heard this, and felt an urge to go back.

But the sharp-eyed Chou Bao had already seen him: "Third Uncle, hurry up and brush your teeth, because you don't like brushing your teeth, now you have worms, like an old lady!"

Xu like the old lady An Jin: "..."

Xu Anjin was in distress. He didn't know why he had tooth decay. Could it be that he brushed his teeth less frequently?

Jiang Mianmian ignored the boy's little thoughts, and went to the kitchen to order wontons after washing up.

The wontons were made last night, and now they just need to be thrown into the water to cook.

The wontons were ready quickly, and Jiang Mianmian filled four bowls. The two uncles and nephews, Shou Bao and Xu Anjin, were waiting in the kitchen early in the morning, their stomachs rumbling from the aroma.

Now that the wontons are ready, I hurried to the hall with the bowl in my hands.

The wonton skins made by Jiang Mianmian are very thin, and the fillings are made of pork, shiitake mushrooms and fungus. Lard is added to the soup, and green onions are floating on top, which looks very appetizing.

Xu Anjin didn't care about the heat, and swallowed a wonton with a sucking sound. It was so hot immediately, but he couldn't bear to spit it out.

The crispness of the fungus, the richness of the shiitake mushrooms, and the aroma of lard and pork are perfectly blended together. At the end of the meal, there is a sweetness that permeates the entire mouth. It is very fresh!

It was so delicious!

Chou Bao, who had lost his front teeth, took a mouthful of wontons and squinted his eyes.

……

At this time, Mr. Xu was sitting in the hall early in the morning, feeling very disturbed.

Since he became the commander, he hasn't been so restless for a long time, but this time he is fidgeting like an ant on a hot pot.

Yan Bochang brought a group of people in, watching them chatting happily, Mr. Xu sat on the sofa, feeling like he was on pins and needles.

This unlucky grandson didn't even talk about introducing his wife to him.

Seeing them all running to the kitchen to work, the angry Mr. Xu was defeated.

Jiang Mianmian walked in and was surprised to see him breaking out in a cold sweat: "Grandpa, are you alright?"

"I do not……"

In the middle of the old man Xu's speech, his eyes widened, "What did you call me just now?"

Jiang Mianmian smiled and said, "I call you Grandpa, why are you sweating so much?"

Mr. Xu was immediately elated, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes stretched out one by one: "Hahaha, I'm fine, you call me grandpa, hahaha, I have a grandson-in-law!"

Mr. Xu smiled, his nose and eyes began to feel sore.

But in order not to make a fool of himself in front of his granddaughter-in-law, he forced back his tears: "Okay, so you are all willing to recognize me as a grandfather?"

Jiang Mianmian nodded, and beckoned Shoubao to come over: "Choubao, this is our great-grandpa, call someone quickly."

Smelly Bao has been hiding behind the door since just now and quietly looked at the strange old man in front of him. Seeing how fierce he looks, he dared not come over.

Now when he heard his mother say that he was a grandfather, he leaned into his mother's ear and whispered, "Mom, will he beat Smelly Treasure? He looks so fierce!"

(End of this chapter)

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