After the variety show became popular, the dead husband cheated

"Your sister is right. Only Shu's conditions are so good. Why did she hang herself on a tree with a crooked neck? Everyone knows what kind of temperament we grew up with. You will regret losing her."

Shen Zhisu was rarely silent for a long time, then scratched his hair a little irritably, "Got it, I'm going to take a shower."

In two days' time, it will be New Year's Eve, and the village has become lively. In the evening, many children have already started to set off fireworks.

After dinner, the whole family is sitting in the living room watching TV.

Busy with work these two days, Shen Qiqi started to feel drowsy just after nine o'clock, suppressing the drowsiness, turned her head to look at Bo Yu who was chatting with Shen Yan and Shen Zhangwen.

There are still few words, but it will not make people feel boring.

"Brother, Bo Yu will share a room with you tonight, so I'll go to bed first."

Shen Zhisu was eating a lollipop. Hearing this, he frowned, "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Qingping was the first to reprimand, "Our family is not that particular, you and A Yu are husband and wife, shouldn't he sleep in your room?"

This time, Bo Yu also cast his gaze over, and Taohua's eyes shone with a tiny gleam.

Shen Qiqi still tried to struggle, "Isn't it that Sister Jishu is coming to the house tomorrow, I have to squeeze with her!"

Meng Qingping waved her hand, "Ji Shu is here and let your father sleep with your brother. I share a room with Ji Shu. Why are you so anxious? It's never your turn. Why don't you dislike my son-in-law who is so good?"

Bo Yu immediately made up for it, "Well, Qiqi may be used to sleeping alone."

Meng Qingping frowned, "What do you mean, do you sleep in separate rooms in the capital?"

Shen Qiqi stood up abruptly, "President Bo is so busy with all kinds of work, how can I bother, ahem, my room is of course Bo...Mr. Bo's room!"

According to Meng Qingping's urination, if Bo Yu is not allowed to sleep in her room today, she will definitely be given sweat medicine tomorrow, and then she and Bo Yu will be locked in the room for three days and three nights.

If you still fail to get pregnant, you will be cut off after autumn.

She didn't know how she had such a terrible mother.

As soon as Shen Qiqi left, Bo Yu followed, "I'm sleepy too, so I won't watch TV with you."

Meng Qingping urged with a smile, "Come on, go, there will be endless talk between young couples, don't worry about us old men."

As soon as he walked into Shen Qiqi's room, Bo Yu saw her hugging the spare quilt in the closet and planning to make the floor.

Seeing Bo Yu coming in, Shen Qiqi began to direct, "Do me a favor, I have wronged Boss these few nights, girls are prone to cold and it is not good to sleep on the floor, otherwise I will definitely give up the bed to Boss you."

"Well, body cold is prone to infertility."

"..."

Just as the quilt was unfolded, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

Shen Qiqi was taken aback, quickly wrapped the things on the ground into the closet, and then went to open the door.

At the door, Meng Qingping was holding two cups of hot milk and looking at the two with a smile.

"Why so slow, what are you doing?"

Shen Qiqi gave a reason, "Clean up the room."

"Where's Ayu?"

"Help me tidy up my room."

Meng Qingping nodded, carrying the milk into the room, seeing Bo Yu sitting at the desk looking at a photo album, her eyebrows twitched, and she strode towards the closet.

"Hey, what a mess this quilt is."

"Oh, I planned to make a quilt for one person, but later found that it takes up a lot of space."

Meng Qingping agreed, "It does occupy a seat, so I'll take it away for you."

So, under Shen Qiqi's gaze, Meng Qingping just took away all the things she used to make the floor.