Dressed As Eighties Supernatural Woman

Remember for a second【】

"Then our daughters grow up, I will tell them this, you don't have to thank me."

"Hey, you are blatantly trying to provoke our father-daughter relationship."

Luo Qiao laughed.

After entering the twelfth lunar month, Luo Qiao received a call from Zhang Qiufeng: "Hey, Luo Qiao, I'm getting married."

"Really, I won't run away this time."

"No, the two of us fell in love at first sight. I don't think I've ever been able to find the right one, just waiting for him."

"Then take the time to make an appointment and let my sisters meet and help you check."

"As ordered, how about noon tomorrow, let's eat mutton, it's cold, let's eat something warm."

"Okay, no problem, then we'll see you tomorrow."

After putting down the phone, Luo Qiao teased the two little guys again. The nine-month-old little guy can stand on the sofa for a while. In order to prevent the two children from falling and getting hurt, Lu Yichen was stunned to trouble his comrades to send them from Inner Mongolia. A few pieces of hairy land were spread over.

As soon as Luo Qiao sat down, the two little guys crawled over and hugged each other into their arms. The mother and daughter laughed together.

Aunt Rong walked in: "Qiaoqiao, the second daughter-in-law of the Cheng family next door came over and said that she wanted to borrow a basket of vegetables from the greenhouse in the backyard. Her nephew's birthday is today, and she wants to express her feelings."

Luo Qiao burst out laughing: "She wants to take my things to show her affection, she's really an interesting person."

Aunt Rong said angrily: "You don't know this person, and you are really thick-skinned. I said no, and she won't leave, so I have to ask you."

Luo Qiao put the two children on the carpet, got up and put on her shoes, and then went to the door to put on a thick dress: "Auntie, look at the two little guys, I'll go meet them in front."

This kind of person is really annoying. From time to time, I want to come over and get some cheap, who will give her face.

As soon as Luo Qiao arrived at the front yard, Lu Rongrong flattered: "Luo Qiao, I haven't seen you for a few days, you're still having a good time, you live in a big house, your husband hurts him again, and someone helps you with him. Child, which big girl and little daughter-in-law in our area do not envy."

Luo Qiao stretched out her hand and tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ears: "Second sister-in-law of the Cheng family, Aunt Rong said you were looking for me,

What's the matter? "

Lu Rongrong smiled: "It's not a big deal, it's just that it's not my nephew's birthday today, I must say that as an aunt, I just want to go back and cook a delicious meal, it's not that fresh vegetables are rare these days. .

I just thought that you don't have a greenhouse in your backyard, and you can't eat it all, so I thought about borrowing some. We have been neighbors for so many years, you have to help me. "

Luo Qiao smiled gently: "It's true that I can't finish eating all that food, but it's all sold to Sister Hu in the street. You know this."

Lu Rongrong smiled shyly and said, "Yes, but as much as her shop can use, just give it to me."

Just as Lu Rongrong said, the few of them couldn't finish the food in Luo Qiao's backyard, but they wouldn't give it to someone like her who didn't take advantage of it enough.

The man from the Hutongkou family had an accident before, leaving his wife and children with no livelihood. The mother and daughter had a very difficult life, and eating a full meal every day became a luxury.

Luo Qiao once encountered a group of children in the alley deliberately broke the steamed buns into small pieces and threw them on the ground, so that the little girl could pick them up and eat them, maybe she was really hungry.

The little girl stretched out her little hand to pick up the steamed bun on the ground, but at this time a boy stretched out his foot and stepped on the small piece of steamed bun under his feet.

Luo Qiao recognized that the boy was Lu Rongrong's eldest son. It seemed that he pretended to play at home on weekdays. This was the boy's true temperament.

Luo Qiao stepped forward and pulled up the little girl on the ground, and brought her back to her house. It happened that Aunt Rong cooked eight-treasure porridge that day, and Luo Qiao served her a bowl.

Not long after, her mother, Hu Mingfang, came over. Aunt Rong was making the pasta, and the little girl said casually, "The pasta made by my mother is very delicious."

Hu Mingfang was very well protected by her husband before. Every day at home, she cooked meals, cleaned up the house, and looked after the children. After this accident, there was no support, and the family was in trouble.

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