The little girl who prayed to Buddha

Chapter 340 Mom, Let Me Do It

Wang Xiaohua is only one year older than his daughter Tingting. Tingting is still in school, but she has already given birth to a child?
Li Juxiang felt dizzy and almost fell down. Fortunately, Wang Dachui was quick to catch her.

"What did you say? You're married?"

The voice was trembling and full of disbelief.

Wang Xiaohua tucked the hair that had fallen onto her face behind her ears uncomfortably. "What era is this? Do you have to get married before you can have children? You're such a stubborn old fool!"

Li Juxiang's face turned pale and she was speechless.

Qin Ting suddenly thought of something and looked at Wang Xiaohua with an expression of disbelief.

She felt that Wang Xiaohua looked a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she was.

It turned out to be her!

I met him at the door when I went to Big Brother Hospital to bandage my hand!
Wasn't there an elderly bald man who helped her go for the prenatal checkup at that time?
Qin Ting opened his mouth but still didn't say anything.

This is someone else's family affair, it's better for her not to get involved.

Qin Mingshan, Qin Yan'an and Qin Ting went out, leaving the space for the family of three.

Qin Ting then told them what happened.

After all, he was a young man, so Qin Yanan quickly accepted it and said disdainfully, "So you're hooking up with a rich man!"

He thought it was a serious job!

Qin Mingshan digested the thought for a long time before speaking with melancholy, "I've heard others talk about going out to find young girls before, but I didn't take it seriously at the time. I thought it was impossible for a young girl to agree to something like that. Now that I think about it, I was indeed narrow-minded."

Qin Yanan blinked his eyes and said, "Dad, please don't be stupid and give us a brother or sister later!"

"What are you talking about, you little brat!"

Qin Mingshan's face turned pale and blue, and he immediately looked for a stick to beat someone.

Qin Yanan was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Qin Ting, but he still stuck his head out fearlessly and said, "I was just reminding you, why are you so angry?"

Qin Mingshan almost laughed out loud, "How can a son tease his father like this?"

Qin Ting was speechless. Her third brother really dared to say anything. They didn't know how Wang Xiaohua had negotiated with Li Juxiang. They persuaded her to eat before leaving.

When she returned home, Wen Wan was still busy doing housework and cooking for Qin Ting.

Wen Wan has been like this in recent years.

According to the servants, Wen Wan's work is not easy, and her hands are used to play the piano, so she rarely does housework.

But in order for her to have good food and clothing, cooking has become a daily necessity, just like for ordinary mothers.

I even help her wash clothes by hand when I have time.

It is said that there will always be bacteria in the washing machine.

Wen Wan just realized she was back and asked with a smile, "Did you have a good time back home? I haven't been to the places you used to live in. When you have time, take me there to see them."

Qin Ting stepped forward and took the rag from her hand, speaking softly and a little shyly.

"Mom, let me do it."

The corners of Wenwan's mouth, which had been raised, slowly straightened, her eyes suddenly turned red, and her heart paused for two seconds before beating wildly.

All my senses disappeared in an instant, and that word kept replaying in my mind.

"What did you call me?"

I asked again, uncertainly.

Qin Ting looked up at her with determination, his eyes unblinking, taking in Wen Wan's excited but disbelieving expression.

Suddenly she laughed, feeling that her previous willful refusal to acknowledge her was a joke.

While she was torturing Wen Wan, wasn't she also torturing herself?
"Mom, go and rest for a while, I'll help you."

Wen Wan covered her mouth tightly, afraid that she would cry out loud, but her eyes gradually became moist, and a layer of mist gradually blurred her eyes.

(End of this chapter)