Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

Tang Yan really didn't expect that his five-year-old niece would be able to scold and punish him. She was so beaten that she even forgot to shake her fan.

He wanted to tell the little girl loudly: I am your uncle, I am your uncle!

At this time, Dabao also ran out from inside and threw a handful of sand at Tang Yan unceremoniously.

Tang Yan was about to cry without tears. No uncle could be more miserable than him. The last time he hugged them was when Yan Beichen got married. The two children were only three years old at that time. Can they be expected to remember what kind of creature their uncle is? Now the nephews are taking turns.

, he was not willing to teach me a lesson.

In fact, Tang Yan wanted to go to the Hou Mansion often to see the second treasure. But Yan Beichen was not at home, and the child was in the hands of Zhang Biluo. On the one hand, he had to consider the protection of men and women. On the other hand, some people in the Hou Mansion did not want the two children.

I have too many interactions with my maternal grandfather’s family.

The objects left by Dabao's mother-in-law had the emblem of the Tang family, so when the child saw Tang Yan's carriage, he subconsciously shot a slingshot. As for Tang Yan, he was afraid that Zhang Biluo would discover his true identity, so he changed his car before coming to Qingliu Lane.

carriage……

This probably means - we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but our nephew and uncle are not acquainted with each other.

Tang Yan had mixed feelings here, but Zhang Biluo glared at him fiercely, "Such a grown-up person doesn't understand the etiquette as well as my daughter!"

After saying that, Zhang Biluo took Dabao and Erbao home and slammed the door shut.

Tang Yan looked down and saw that the brocade robe was covered in dust and dust. He was so angry that his nose was smoking:

I can't bear it! When I rescue the three children, I will strangle this vicious woman to death!

Is that true? She gave Zai Zai old clothes and asked the wealthy lady to sweep the yard. She taught her two nephews to throw brooms and blow sand. If the child is so thin, he will definitely not have enough to eat...

Zhang Sanniang, just wait! I will send a letter to that flying pigeon and read a few copies of it for you.

Here, Zhang Biluo took the two Zai Zai back to the room. Xiao Bao was sitting on the edge of the bed, chewing fruit, and his face was covered with slurps.

Zhang Biluo wiped Xiaobao's face and asked him to rinse his mouth. The little boy ate happily and did not spit out the water, and played in his mouth gurglingly.

Dabao looked at his younger brother, very worried, "Xiaobao is not a fool, is he?"

Zhang Biluo smiled and said: "He is not stupid, his little head is very smart."

"But he can't speak yet."

"I'll make some calculations. Your brother didn't speak until he was four years old. Don't be impatient and give him some time."

Dabao murmured: "It doesn't matter. I admit you are stupid. I will take care of him from now on."

Zhang Biluo was so amused, "Yes, you are the backbone of our family. Counting all the men in Daxi, you are the most manly man in Yanlong City."

Dabao was so beautiful that he said, "You have to say that sentence a hundred times a day."

Zhang Biluo slapped him on the butt, "I'll do it ten thousand times!"

Dabao smiled playfully, "I won't mind if you do it ten thousand times."

"Don't be poor," Zhang Biluo said with a smile, "I bought you some things, everyone has a share!"

Each of the three Zaizai got a new set of clothes, a new pair of shoes, brushes, rice paper, and straw toys. In addition, the small bamboo sword belongs to Dabao, the silk flower belongs to Erbao, and the bamboo dragonfly belongs to Xiaobao...

"Mom doesn't have much money, and the remaining money needs to be bought for food. I will buy these for you for the time being. When I earn more in the future, I will buy more for you."

Dabao was so happy that he did somersaults several times, holding a brush in one hand and a bamboo sword in the other, "Mom, do you really want to send me to the Mongolian Academy? Do you really want me to practice kung fu?"

Zhang Biluo snorted softly, "From yesterday to now, this is the only voice that sounds the most sincere."

Erbao was very worried. He snatched the bamboo dragonfly that was full of drool from Xiaobao's mouth and asked: "Mom, where did you get the money?"

"I borrowed it. I'll pay it back in a few days."

"How can this be done?" Erbao said in a worried voice, "What can I give you in return?"

"How old are you? Don't worry about this." Zhang Biluo made the bed and called the three of them to take a nap. "You all should be good. Mom will prepare something delicious for you when you wake up."

After she left, Erbao opened her eyes, whispered in her brother's ear: "The big bad girl is not bad today."

Dabao snorted, "She asked me to play with the monkey stick, which is a bit bad."

When Xiaobao heard the noise, he jumped up and screamed, not knowing what to express.

Dabao lay down with his younger brother in his arms. Erbao held the silk flower in his hand and was reluctant to put it down. He smiled and said, "I really like it."

The happy things are yet to come. In the evening, the dinner table is filled with mother-in-law, and the aroma is so fragrant that the kids are laughing and streaming out.

Dabao swallowed hard, "Mom, what kind of meat is this?"

“Dongpo Pork.”

"Why is it called Dongpo?"

Ah, yes, why? Zhang Biluo said nonsensically, "This is the east side and it's uphill, so it's called Dongpo."

Dabao suddenly realized, "Let's move to the west tomorrow and call it Xipo Pork."

Looking at the table again, minced lotus roots are mixed with meat fillings and fried into lotus root cakes, which are sizzling and oily; the roasted tofu with sauce is rich, tender and delicious; the yam cakes rolled out of the mold are crushed finely

There are also chopped preserved fruits in it; there is also a large bowl of fish soup with ham, mushrooms and bamboo shoots, which is extremely exquisite.

Dabao was so anxious that he jumped up and down, "Mom! Do you think the sound I am making now is more sincere than this afternoon!"

Zhang Biluo laughed out loud and took the lead in picking up a piece of meat. Only then did Dabao and Erbao move their chopsticks and ate deliciously.

Xiaobao still doesn't know how to use chopsticks. He can't hold his chopsticks in his pocket, and the chopsticks drip onto his new clothes.

Zhang Biluo laughed loudly and carefully picked up the Dongpo meat and fed it to him. Xiaobao ate so hard that his eyes narrowed. He suddenly hooked Zhang Biluo's neck, kissed her on the face, and screamed sweetly.

He said: "Mother!"

The whole family was dumbfounded.

It turns out that Xiaobao has no moral integrity when it comes to food. If you give him good food, he will dare to speak!

Dabao yelled: "Mom, you said Xiaobao didn't speak until he was four years old, but you can't pinch him accurately with your fingers!"

"Wouldn't it be better for your brother to start talking a year earlier?" Zhang Biluo hugged Xiaobao and kissed him hard, "My dear, you are so smart. You started talking at the age of three."

Dabao felt that his unprincipled mother simply couldn't stand it. Zhang Biluo smiled and was determined to make the children fat and healthy so that they would taste better when kissed!

She looked at Erbao, who had his head lowered. He was eating gracefully and was not in a very high mood.

"You don't like what I cooked today? What do you want to eat? Mom is thinking about making it for you."

Erbao asked: "Can you do anything?"

"That's not necessarily true, but in my free time, my mother likes to cook and grow flowers. She also likes to think about it."

Erbao sighed and put down his chopsticks, "It's not that I don't like to eat, I'm worried that I can't eat. You bought so many things and you don't know how to do anything. How can you pay back the money you borrowed!"

This kid can really worry.

Zhang Biluo explained to Erbao seriously: "Mom wrote a storybook last night, especially for young children. Your brother knows this. There will be news in the bookstore in a few days, and won't the money be returned?

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Erbao became even more worried, "Brother, what should I do? My mother's cooking skills have improved and she has become intimate with us, but she can brag even more!"