The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 892
"Sister-in-law, your son has been spoiled by He Wen, and he is starting to grow up!"

As soon as he left He Wen's room, He Yu began to complain to Tang Xin.

He Wen, who was reading in the room, shook his head helplessly when he heard the words, thinking that his sister was too stupid.

This kind of beating method can't be taught by others except her.

As soon as He Yu's voice fell, Tang Xin's voice came from the bathroom: "He Wen doesn't even know how to hit people, how could he teach children to hit people? Did you touch his face when you were free to tease him?" Come on, does he remember?"

Hearing this, He Wen bent his lips in the room and chuckled silently.

Tang Xin's voice fell, and He Yan's mother in Tang Xin's bedroom also said, "You are the only one who can do this. Our family can't find anyone else."

"...Are you my real mother?"

Congratulations curled his lips, why do both of them distrust her so much?

She really didn't teach it, she just often took his hand and hit her elder brother...

Hey, it seems that it should be remembered at this time?

Thinking about it this way, He Yu felt a little guilty, not wronged.

With erratic eyes, she handed Mi Jin to her elder brother: "Your son, take care, my sister-in-law will beat you if something goes wrong."

After finishing speaking, he put down the child and slipped back to his room.

Before He Yu could close the door, there was a very loud applause in the living room, and the room was instantly as quiet as a chicken.

Even He Wen, who was reading a book, couldn't help poking his head out to see what was going on.

"Congratulations! You beat the child!"

She saw He Yan's mother leaving the bedroom with the child's rattle in her hand, as if she was about to throw him away; in the end, what she saw was her grandson, waving his small arms and practicing boxing on his father's face...

He Yan's mother tightly closed her eyes, blinked tightly, and when she looked at it again, it was still the same picture.

She tilted her head hesitantly and looked at Tang Xin who just came out of the bathroom: "Is it my eyesight? Congratulations, there is still a day to hold the baby?"

"I stuffed it into his arms..."

He Yu who returned to the living room silently raised his hand.

He Wen was still holding a math book in his hand. He glanced at He Yan and Mi Jin with a normal expression, then turned around calmly, and went back to the house to read.

"I thought Congratulations was finally trying to kill my son."

Tang Xin walked to the living room with a dazed expression, ready to take the rice brocade from He Yan's arms.

Hearing Tang Xin's voice, Mi Jin slowed down his hands, turned his head and smiled brightly at Tang Xin.

Seeing Mi Jin's smile, Tang Xin couldn't help laughing too.

At this moment, Mi Jin, who was still looking back at Tang Xin, raised his small fist again, and waved it to He Yan's face very quickly.

'Snapped--'

The loud applause sounded again, making Tang Xin's expression freeze instantly.

She didn't even dare to look at He Yan's face at this time, for fear that she would be frightened.

"Giggle."

The baby's laughter resounded in the quiet living room, causing Tang Xin to snatch Mi Jin from He Yan's hand, fearing that He Yan would get angry and hurt her.

With lingering fear in her heart, Tang Xin taught Mi Jin a lesson: "You don't even look at who it is, so what if he gets angry and dies?"

He Yan's eagle eyes had been staring at Mi Jin closely, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the veins on his forehead showed the anger in his heart at this moment.

After a long time, he managed to suppress the anger in his heart, secretly remembered what Mi Jin had done, and prepared to settle accounts with the 'autumn queen'.

"Why are you looking at my son like that?"

(End of this chapter)