After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 1005 Ms. Luo is causing trouble
The family gossiped for a while, but they didn’t feel sleepy anymore even though they were talking about gossip.

Fu Zi was one of the worried ones. She answered the phone halfway through chatting with them and went out to answer the phone. Nan Song didn't hear the content of what they said, but only heard the voice of the other party. It was a female voice. Her voice was as clear and clear as spring water. Cong, very pleasant to the ear.

The way he speaks feels quite domineering.

Also.

Sister Zi's friends are probably at the level of big shots.

Halfway through the gossip, Luo Yin was still not finished, so she shifted her target to her own people and started chatting about the gossip between Yu Fanyin and Zhao Xu. Yu Fanyin suddenly raised his head.

Suddenly, I felt like I was eating something on my own head.

Except for Yu Jinwen, who was unhappy, everyone else was very optimistic about the pairing of Zhao Xu and Yu Fanyin. They felt that they were a perfect match, and they all praised their CP.

"Zhao Xu is very good, he is upright, just like my brother Yu."

He Xiaowen praised him first.

"That's a uniform filter, right?"

Luo Yin quickly dismantled the stage, then set it up herself, squinting and smiling: "But there is one thing to say, this man is indeed handsome after putting on the uniform!"

Nan Song looked at his mother's narrowed eyes and already guessed what she wanted to do.

Sure enough, the next second Luo Yin said, "I'll make two sets later for fun."

While she was playing cards, she asked Yu Fengjiao, "Would you like two sets too?"

"what?"

Yu Fengjiao blushed slightly, "I'm... sorry."

"What's the point of being embarrassed? You're always pretty. Are you tired of seeing that guy Ding Mao wearing a white coat all day long? I'll get you a pair of sexy clothes, from a prince, a general, or an imperial physician. I'll I have a friend named Gu Fang who specializes in this."

Luoyin is generous.

Yu Fengjiao nodded repeatedly, "Teacher Gu Fang, I know, she is very famous!"

Luo Yin gestured boldly, "I'll tell her what you want."

Nan Song and Shu Ying looked at each other, one held their foreheads, and the other couldn't help but smile.

"Oh my god."

Nan Song couldn't help but said: "Does Aunt Fang know that you are advertising her like this outside? It seems that she specializes in... that kind of business. She is very unprofessional."

Luo Yin ignored her and just leaned over to whisper to Yu Fengjiao, "I'm telling you, she can do that kind of thing too. I've had her do it for me several times before..."

The two mothers whispered to each other, while Yu Fengjiao's face turned red and red.

Nan Song didn't dare to listen anymore and sighed softly.

"I'm not being alarmist. If you keep messing with me like this, you will learn bad things sooner or later." Nan Song rested her head on Yu Jinwen's belly, her head rising and falling slightly with his shallow breathing, and her eyebrows furrowed, "Ms. Luo, day by day Make trouble."

Yu Jinwen laughed, and his breathing vibrated much more.

Nan Song was a little dizzy from being shaken by him, so she simply got up and lay on top of him, sniffing and sniffing him, "It smells like alcohol. How much have you drunk?"

"Not much, they fed me."

Yu Jinwen made a small complaint to Nan Song, with a hint of childish grievance on his face. Nan Song thought Mr. Old Yugan was cute and pinched his face twice.Little Nezha now sleeps with his parents at night, lying next to them. Yu Jinwen placed many stars on the roof, making it look like a starry sky. Little Nezha seems to particularly like blue things, and can look at them alone for a long time.

Maybe I thought these blue stars were my uncle's eyes.

People were good at watching the stars. Yu Jinwen disliked his son being in the way, so he picked him up and put him into the small cradle next to him. Little Nezha let out a protest.

Yu Jinwen coaxed him a few words, and little Nezha stopped crying when he was lying in the cradle and could see the stars. Nan Song watched this scene and couldn't help laughing, "It's so coaxing."

Mother's thoughts tend to wander far away. Nan Song looked at little Nezha and asked Yu Jinwen who was back on the bed, "Hey, you said that your son likes stars so much that he will not really study stars and become an astronomer in the future." Bar."

"uncertain."

Yu Jinwen said lightly: "Not everyone who likes stars will become astronomers. It is possible...he is just an unemployed vagrant who likes to watch stars."

"Tsk."

Nan Song's good expectations for his son were shattered by Yu Jinwen inexplicably. Yu Jinwen smiled and grabbed her hand, interlocked with her fingers, and took her into his arms. Nan Song leaned on him, holding on to his slender body. fingers playing with it.

The two of them looked in the direction of little Nezha. Nan Song sighed leisurely: "It is impossible to be homeless. What about the two big stalls of the Nan family and the Yu family. I think it will not be easy for my son when he grows up. I am counting on it. He can grow up quickly so I can retire early."

Yu Jinwen thought for a moment and said, "Don't be afraid. There are Jiarui, Jiahang and Zeyu here in the Yu family. Although Xiaohang and Xiaoyu can't count on it, it doesn't mean that their sons can't be counted on. The second aunt and Third aunt has no other requirements for her daughter-in-law, she doesn’t want to be beautiful, she just wants to be smart so that she can improve her grandson’s genes.”

Nan Song chuckled, "It's too cute..."

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In any case, it is a happy event for the Yu family that the matter between Zhao Xu and Yu Fanyin is settled. Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu are very satisfied with Zhao Xu.

After all, he is A Jin's brother for many years and the only son of the Zhao family in Beicheng. He is impeccable in terms of character and family background. At first, Mr. Yu had some doubts about his career, but Mrs. Yu gave him a slap in the face. , "What's wrong with the criminal investigators? Without them protecting the people, can we people live and work in peace and contentment?"

Mrs. Yu San immediately gave her husband an ideological education class and successfully convinced Mr. Yu San. The main reason was that she felt that Zhao Xu was trustworthy.

The daughter married into the Zhao family, who was also in Beicheng. She was close to them and could take care of everything. The Zhao family was extremely satisfied with Fanyin. Zhao’s mother was notoriously impatient, so she was the first to hear the news. , I was happy and gave Zhao Xu a beating first.

He scolded him, "What did you do earlier? Why didn't you bring such a good wife back earlier? I was made to pick and choose every day. How many relatives have I offended over the years..."

Zhao Xu really looked aggrieved.

But as soon as I saw Sanskrit with a smile as bright as a flower, I felt no aggrieved by anything.

Things on Fanyin's side were certain, and the pressure was put on the remaining three little ones of the Yu family.

Yu Jiahang and Yu Zeyu couldn't bear the disturbance at home, so they abducted Yu Jiarui together. The three little ones "ran away from home" and ran to the elder brother Mesuli for refuge.

As soon as they met their eldest brother and sister-in-law, Jiahang and Zeyu complained bitterly. Zeyu made fun of them, while Jiahang praised them. The two of them turned the marriage-promoting drama at home into a cross talk.

Jiarui sat quietly on the small bench, with the snacks Nan Song fed him in his arms. He kept looking at little Nezha in the cradle, intently.

Seeing this, Nan Song asked softly: "Jia Rui, do you want a hug?"

"is it okay?"

Jiarui's normally cute almond eyes suddenly shone brightly, as beautiful as the stars. Nan Song's heart melted when she saw it. She took her son out of the cradle and gave him to his second uncle. Jiarui had never held the child before. His posture was a little stiff, so Nan Song gave him some guidance. He studied carefully and relaxed when he saw that little Nezha didn't cry or make trouble.

Little Nezha was very considerate to his second uncle and leaned obediently in his arms.

Jiarui would always be a little nervous when seeing strangers, but it was completely different in front of his little nephew. The corners of his eyes seemed to soften. He held Little Nezha firmly, and his voice was indescribably clear and gentle, "Little Nezha, Second uncle, can you teach you how to play chess?"

(End of this chapter)