The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 1245
At the beginning of summer, the grape racks in the Qin Family Manor are already densely covered with grapes. This kind of fruit brought back from the land of the Huns has only been tasted by the Qin Family Manor so far.

Sweet and sour, with ice, the mouth is refreshing, no matter men, women or children are very fond of it.

This summer, Lin Qiaoyun often nests here, leading the children to pick grapes, just like a big monkey who has rejuvenated.

"Oh, I can't help you picking like this. No matter how many things there are, you have to toss them all." Mrs. Wang just passed by after picking vegetables and fruits from the vegetable garden, watching the two-day picking of grapes. One is worth thousands of gold, and the supply is in short supply, but these little bastards are using it as snacks, it hurts in my heart.

After the old lady's legs and feet became better, the things she took care of gradually became more relaxed. Lin Qiaoyun has only been around for more than half a year, and her ears are almost callused.

The little radish heads were also smart ghosts, and when they saw grandma coming out, they quickly hid behind Lin Qiaoyun, and raised their hands to prove their innocence, "Grandma, it was my aunt who brought us here."

Lin Qiaoyun looked at the wriggling corners of the old lady's mouth and blackened face, and wished she could beat up all these little radish heads.

In order to avoid the old lady's nagging, she changed her mind, and immediately brought a whole bowl of grapes to old man Qin, with a smile on her eyes, "Father, try it, these grapes are really sweet."

The old man Qin, who was sitting under the grape trellis to enjoy the cool, looked up and saw Lin Qiaoyun's sinister smile, how could he not understand, but he did eat a lot just now, so he waved his hand and said: "Old woman, don't talk about it all day long, I just now Didn’t you see the stove burning, what are you cooking for?”

"Ouch." After this question, the old lady slapped her head, "I also made chicken soup for Sanfang, I forgot about it, I have to go back and have a look." Like a wheel, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lin Qiaoyun chuckled twice, turned her head and gave old man Qin a thumbs up, "Father, you are still better at it."

A few laughs came from not far away, Lin Qiaoyun turned her head and saw that it was the sisters-in-law who came to be female celebrities under the grape arbor with baskets on their arms.

Mrs. Zhang has a round face, her waist is straight, she is smiling all the way, "The small ones are big, the big ones are old, I have learned from you, sister-in-law, I see that I learned from you." ,hehe……"

The other people also laughed when they heard that, obviously they had seen the scene just now, and they quite agreed with Zhang's words.

Lin Qiaoyun pouted, looked at Mrs. Zhang's swollen belly, and said with a smirk, "I heard my mother tell you to be cautious in your words and deeds, talk less and eat more, so that you can give birth to a fat boy."

When everyone heard this, they immediately fell into a new round of hilarious laughter.

Originally, it started with what Mrs. Zhang ate and vomited. When she first entered Qingcheng, the big guys thought she was exhausted, but she lay down for two days. No, I won the lottery.

After seven years, Mrs. Zhang became pregnant again. It was a bit like an old clam giving birth to pearls, but to the old lady, the Qin family was weak, especially the third bedroom only had two daughters. When she learned that Mrs. Zhang was pregnant On the bed, I hurried to pray to God and Buddha, and begged that this child must be a boy.

As a result, the Bodhisattva's comment was "be cautious in words and deeds, talk less, eat without speaking".

The old lady was illiterate, so when she returned home, she hurriedly found Qin Wu, an interpreter who was equally inexperienced, so she talked less and ate more.

(End of this chapter)