Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Sheng Anning admitted that she was moved for a moment, but the thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately denied it with a sarcastic smile: "Do you think I am as stupid as you? Now that our lives have been interchanged, what will your life be like in the future?

The days I live in have nothing to do with me, and you don’t have to worry about whether Zhou Shixun likes me."

The original owner clenched his fists and glared at Sheng Anning angrily.

She is not willing to accept it, nor does she want to live with only 5,000 yuan a month.

Since it's not easy for her, it won't make it easy for Sheng Anning.

I thought about rushing over to fight with Sheng Anning, trying to take back everything that belonged to me.

As a result, before he could rush over, he felt that his body was being controlled and he couldn't get close to Sheng Anning at all, and finally left with a ferocious expression.

Sheng Anning blinked and found that he was in darkness again, and the original owner had disappeared.

Her appearance just now was like a dream.

Her body suddenly felt tingling again, forcing her to curl up and continue to find an exit in the darkness.

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Zhou Shixun and Zhong Wenqing chatted for a few words, then carried Zhouzhou, who was still sobbing and crying, into the house and went upstairs.

Mo Mo struggled to get out of Zhong Wenqing's arms. As soon as grandma put him down, he followed his father's footsteps with his short legs and kept saying: "Mom hurts, mom hurts,

Mom whirring."

He was even faster than his father. He ran to the stairs, squatted on the ground, and climbed up quickly, as nimble as a little monkey.

Before Zhou Shixun could stretch out his other hand to hug Mo Mo, the little guy had quickly climbed to the jogging platform, sat down, looked at Zhou Shixun happily, and suddenly said with a sullen face: "Mom, it hurts, mom is wheezing."

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After saying that, he climbed upstairs quickly.

Zhou Shixun carried Zhouzhou upstairs almost simultaneously with Mo Mo. The little guy crawled to his feet, clapped his hands and ran to the bedroom to find his mother.

Zhou Shixun knew not to walk in front of the children, otherwise the little ones would feel that they had lost and start crying again.

Mo Mo rushed to the bedside, looked at her mother, stretched out her little hand to hold Sheng An Ning's hand: "Mom is not afraid, Mo Mo is snoring, it doesn't hurt the bird."

He couldn't speak clearly, but his expression was extremely serious.

An An took a step slower and was carried in by Zhong Wenqing. When she saw her brother going to purr her mother, how could she do such a thing without her? She also struggled out of Zhong Wenqing's arms and ran over happily: "Give it to mother."

Huhu, An'an, huhu for mommy."

I ran over and saw Mo Mo blocking the front, I reached out and pushed Mo Mo away.

The little girl was already very strong, so with such a push, Mo Mo sat down on the ground, her head still hitting the bedside table, and she burst into tears. While crying, she stretched out her little hands to rub her head, but her short arms kept finding the wrong place.

He rubbed his head all over and cried.

Zhouzhou was still choking, but when he saw Mo Mo crying miserably, he suddenly started to giggle.

When he smiled, Mo Mo cried even harder, stroking his head with his little hands.

Zhong Wenqing hurriedly hugged Mo Mo, rubbed his head, and coaxed him not to cry. It didn't work at all. The more she coaxed him, the harder Mo Mo cried.

An'an felt that the two brothers were too noisy, which affected her ability to coax her mother, and her voice became louder: "Mom, huh, An'an, huh, mommy."

The voices of the three children were louder than the other, and the room felt like it was exploding.

Zhou Shixun asked Zhouzhou in his arms not to scream, and then looked at Mo Mo's head. Sure enough, there was a bump as big as a table tennis ball on the back.

Zhong Wenqing felt extremely distressed: "Grandma will boil some eggs for a while, and we, Mo Mo, won't cry anymore."

Both of them were focused on the child. Only An An saw her sleeping mother suddenly open her eyes. Thinking of her mother's indifferent appearance before, she was so frightened that she quickly threw away her mother's hand and took a step back.

Sheng Anning rolled her eyes and turned around to see Zhou Shixun and Zhong Wenqing, each holding a child, one was crying, the other was fussing, and babbling a series of incomprehensible words.

I closed my eyes and felt as if my head was going to explode.

He took a breath and spoke slowly: "Can you stop him from crying? It's too noisy."

Zhong Wenqing and Zhou Shixun seemed to have heard hallucinations. They hesitated for a while and then slowly turned around and looked at Sheng Anning in disbelief.

Zhong Wenqing hugged Mo Mo and passed over: "An Ning, are you awake? It's great that you finally woke up."

Zhou Shixun did not move, but hugged Zhouzhou and looked at Sheng Aning thoughtfully.

Sheng Anning glanced at the people in the room, closed her eyes again, and opened them after a while: "You are too noisy. I have a headache. Can you please stop the noise first?"

Zhong Wenqing quickly patted Mo Mo on the back: "Mo Mo, good boy, let's stop crying. Look, mom is awake. Let's take a look at mom first, okay?"

Mo Mo's little hands were still scratching near the ears, but they still couldn't find the place to pick up the bag. Instead, they scratched the little ears red.

I heard my mother wake up, scratching her ears and crying, and looked over.

Zhong Wenqing quickly asked Sheng Anning: "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Is it a headache? You must have slept for a long time. Do you want to get up and sit for a while?"

After saying that, he put down Mo Mo, went over to help Sheng An Ning sit up, and covered her legs with a towel: "It's been hot these two days, and the fan is on in the house. Don't let the wind blow on your legs."

Sheng Anning looked at her blankly, a little disgusted that Zhong Wenqing touched her leg.

Zhong Wenqing didn't notice it at all, and even choked with excitement: "An Ning, it's so good that you woke up. My family is worried to death."

Thinking about the worries and fears during this period, tears fell.

He kept talking non-stop.

An An and Mo Mo stood by the bed, looking at their mother with their little mouths open. She could speak, but she was a little strange.

Sheng Anning was a little irritated by Zhong Wenqing's words and frowned: "I have a headache, please stop talking about it now. I want to be alone for a while."

Zhong Wenqing was stunned for a moment. An Ning had never spoken in such a tone before, always calling her mother. Such a blunt and indifferent attitude made her unable to react for a moment.

Thinking about it, I felt that Sheng Anning had just woken up from illness and her head still hurt, so she spoke in such a cold tone.

He nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, you take a rest first. By the way, Shixun is back. You two talk first, and I'll go down and make you some chicken soup."

As he spoke, he wiped his eyes and walked out because he was happy.

When he walked up to Zhou Shixun, he couldn't help but say: "I'm awake, I'm finally awake."

When Zhong Wenqing went out, Mo Mo and An An stared at Sheng Anning, and suddenly ran towards their father in a tacit understanding. One of them had one leg of his father, hiding behind and peeking out their heads to watch.

Zhou Shixun held Zhouzhou without moving, but his body was tense and his hands were trembling.

Sheng Anning looked around and smiled at Zhou Shixun: "Zhou Shixun, are you unhappy that I'm awake?"