Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Zhong Wenqing didn't want to be superstitious, but he couldn't help but want to believe it now. After all, Zhouzhou had been bullying Mo Mo since he could crawl. This was too abnormal.

If Zhouzhou is a character who likes to fight and has a bit of a bad temper, he should be arrogant and unreasonable to everyone. However, he never bullies An An. He also knows that she is his sister, and if he has something delicious to eat, he will give it to her first.

He is still a very cute little baby, but when he meets Mo Mo, he becomes fierce and unreasonable.

Zhong Wenqing had to believe, what kind of enemies were the two of them? He asked Zhou Nanguang next to him for his opinion: "I also think we should settle the matter. Regardless of whether it is true or not, we also need to know why Zhouzhou doesn't like Mo Mo."

How can any biological brother act like a petty enemy from birth?

Zhou Nanguang is an atheist and has never believed in ghosts and gods. Seeing that Zhong Wenqing and Zhou Hongyun both had this idea, he looked at Zhou Shixun and Sheng Anning: "Shixun and Sheng Anning, it's up to you. Zhouzhou is still young, and growth depends on guidance."

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What he means is that you can go and see what the fortune teller says, but you can't trust the fortune teller entirely. Children still need to be guided correctly.

Zhou Shixun glanced at Sheng Anning and nodded: "Well, An Ning and I will discuss it."

Sheng Anning felt vaguely uneasy since the fortune telling started. Seeing everyone at the table looking at her, she quickly smiled and nodded: "Okay, you might as well go and have a look."

There was a little bit of reluctance in the smile. Only Zhou Shixun could see it, wiped Zhouzhou's tears, and calmly said to everyone: "Let's eat first."

Sheng Anning sat aside, fed Zhouzhou and finished his meal, watching the little guy sucking the noodles. He puffed up his cheeks and couldn't put in the effort. His big eyes were full of doubts. The more he puffed up, the harder he could suck it in. He was not as good as An'an, who had a small mouth and was very loud.

Can eat.

Looking at it this way, Zhouzhou doesn't look like a child who knows anything.

After dinner, I took the children to play in the living room for a while, and then bathed the three children respectively.

Sheng Anning and Zhou Shixun carried An An upstairs.

Entering the room, Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng Anning: "You don't want Zhouzhou to tell fortunes?"

Sheng Anning snorted. She thought she had concealed her emotions very well. Unexpectedly, Zhou Shixun noticed it and snorted: "No, it's not necessary to think about children. Dad is right, Zhouzhou is still young."

, it will always be better if you guide slowly."

After saying this, I felt that the credibility was not high, so Zhouzhou was like a stubborn little donkey. He was beaten and scolded, but in the end he still bullied Mo Mo.

Sheng Anning didn't believe it if he said he didn't understand it at all.

He was told that the stove was dangerous. After telling him once, he never went there again. He was told that the thermos bottle was dangerous. Every time he ran, he knew how to take a detour.

Therefore, he can understand and remember. But when he meets Mo Mo, he can't control it.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but sigh: "Forget it, let's go take a look. I also want to know what happened to our two sons?"

Zhou Shixun stared into Sheng Anning's eyes: "Don't force yourself?"

Sheng Anning smiled: "Why force it? It's okay. We'll go after the next break."

As she spoke, she clapped her hands to tease An An in Zhou Shixun's arms. The little girl giggled happily. Seeing her mother coming to hug her, she immediately turned around and hugged her father's neck tightly, expressing that she didn't want her mother to hold her.

Sheng Anning smiled and pinched the little girl's cheek: "You little girl, you don't like your mother, you only like your father?"

Seeing Sheng Anning smiling and teasing the child, Zhou Shixun didn't take the fortune telling seriously, so he didn't ask any more questions.

When Sheng Anning rested again, it was already mid-April, and the flowers on the streets in the courtyard were already in full bloom.

Sheng Anning followed Zhou Shixun, holding Zhouzhou and Momo out, and took the bus through the streets that had accumulated over time.

She was in a trance, and the street scene looked like old photos, a little unreal.

Baiyun Temple is a Taoist temple, but it has been badly damaged over the years. All the ancient statues inside have been smashed, and it has not yet been repaired.

When Sheng Anning and Zhou Shixun arrived, there was a fence surrounding Baiyun Temple, and renovation work on antiquities was underway inside.

But it still doesn't stop many believers from coming over, even if they are lighting a stick of incense outside, they still want to express their sincerity.

Sheng Anning looked at it and felt a little suspicious: "Did Aunt Hongyun remember it wrong? How could there be such a powerful fortune teller in a place like this?"

Zhou Shixun was also puzzled: "If not, just treat it as if we were taking our children out for a walk."

Zhouzhou felt that being held was affecting his performance, so he struggled to get off in Sheng Anning's arms, wanting to run around on his own and look around.

Sheng Anning could only put the little guy down, but Zhouzhou refused to let him hold him. He stretched out his two little arms and ran swaying, giggling happily.

Sheng Anning hurriedly chased Zhouzhou, fearing that he would rush to the road and fall.

When the little guy saw his mother chasing him, his short legs jumped faster, giggling as he ran, trying to make sure his mother couldn't catch him.

Zhou Shixun hugged Mo Mo and followed leisurely with a smile.

I found an old man on the side of the road who had been staring at Sheng Anning. He was old and had wrinkles on his face, like deep ravines.

However, his eyes were not as turbid as an old man should be, but were frighteningly clear, as sharp as an eagle.

Zhou Shixun couldn't help but take a second look, watching Sheng Anning chase Zhouzhou away with a smile, then stopped and stood in front of the old man, staring at him solemnly.

When the old man saw Zhou Shixun stop, he slowly stood up. His eyes changed from sharp to calm, and his clear eyes became cloudy, which is the state of an old man. He asked with a smile: "Comrade, do you want to tell your fortune? Look at your heaven.

A person who is plump and has strong roots is a person who is rich and noble."

Zhou Shixun ignored him, but looked at Sheng Anning's back getting further and further away: "Why are you staring at her?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at the child in Zhou Shixun's arms, and then at Zhou Zhou who was running happily in front: "You are a family?"

Zhou Shixun sneered: "Aren't you a fortune teller? You can't even tell this?"

The old man looked horrified, smiled sarcastically, and looked at Sheng Anning's back: "Immortal, you have to be careful."

After saying that, he knelt down, lowered his head, and packed up the things on the ground, and stopped talking to Zhou Shixun.

Zhou Shixun squatted down with Mo Mo in his arms: "What do you mean, old man?"

The old man's expression became serious: "You don't believe me, why are you still asking me? I have already told you the results, and the rest is a secret, so I can't say more."

After saying that, he stood up with the package, thought for a while and said again: "Since ancient times, you have to think carefully about the Tomb of Heroes in Wenwen Township. I don't believe you haven't discovered it."

Zhou Shixun also stood up and listened to the old man's words, but did not ask any more questions and allowed him to leave in a hurry carrying his baggage.

Sheng Anning had already caught up with Zhouzhou and drove the little guy back.

Zhouzhou giggled, ran around and rushed over to hug Zhou Shixun's leg, laughing happily.