The General’s Little Peasant Wife

However, Jomothan was reluctant to speak again. He shook his head gently: "I can tell you so much, I can't reveal it."

"..." Ning Mengyao looked at his son silently and silently, what if he wanted to give him a slap? Isn’t it like this?

"Hey?"

"Yu Niang, you can rest assured that sugar and peas will not have anything, but there will be unexpected gains." Jomo smiled and said, the smile on his face is so obvious.

However, if Jomo Mok knows this time and let his sister be directly taken away, he will definitely let his sister-in-law how far it is from this place.

"As long as it doesn't hurt the body of the two little guys, it's okay." As for what is harvested, it doesn't matter.

Jomo Mou looked down at his younger siblings and his expression was very tangled: "You two are really good."

"brother?"

"Nothing." Jomogan shook his head. His younger brother and sister only needed to grow up happily. As for anything else, don't worry so much, there is him.

"Mom, do you know why you have to die when you are not 35 years old? If you don't want to die, you have to give your own prophecy to others to increase your life." Jomo Mou suddenly looked at Qiao Tianchang. The husband and wife asked.

This is the first time that Jomothan talked about this problem. They used to be curious before, but Jomothan didn't mean to speak.

"tell me the story."

"Because they are too greedy, leaking the secrets, the more they leak, the shorter their lives will be." Jomo looked at Ning Mengyao with a smile.

The face was illusory, and Ning Mengyao subconsciously reached out and held the man into his arms: "No matter what you know, you are just my son, the baby son I am with you."

Although they now have a pair of children, but Jomothan is different for them, in their hearts, Jomo is the most special.

"Mom I know, but are you really not curious?" Jomo Mou leaned in Ning Mengyao's arms and felt warm and warm, as if he had all the things in a flash.

Ning Mengyao nodded and shook his head again: "How can we not be curious, but we respect your decision, as long as you don't want to tell us, we will not go to ask until you are willing to tell us."

This is the attitude of Qiao Tianchang and Ning Mengyao husband and wife.

Jomo Mou stunned and looked up at Ning Mengyao, the stupid look, so that Joe Tianchang on the side couldn’t help but smile: "No matter how much like a little adult, sometimes it is still It will be like a child, just like now." Qiao Tianchang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This voice made Jomo a little embarrassed: "Hey..."

"Okay, don't say it, we will go out together tomorrow, maybe there will be some gains." Qiao Tianchang said thoughtfully.

There are still several days from the start of the competition. They seem to be waiting for someone. This kind of cognition makes Joe Tianchang feel a little more vigilant and careful.

The next morning, the family was ready to go out, but when they arrived at the door, they were stopped by people. The person was Zhao Xinxin.

I was surprised to see Zhao Xinxin standing on the edge of the restaurant. Ning Mengyao had a strange feeling. They said yesterday that Zhao Xinxin will never come again, but I did not expect this person to come the next day. This is too much. It is.

"Hey, are you going to go out? I know very well about this place. Where can I go, I can take you there." Zhao Xinxin did not seem to see the face of Ning Mengyao’s dislike, and said with a smile. .

Ning Mengyao looked at Zhao Xinxin and said faintly: "This is no need, we can find a place."

Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tianchang were holding a child, leaving with Jomo, leaving Zhao Xinxin alone in the same place.

The attitude of one of them made Zhao Xinxin dissatisfied, but he did not dare to say it, and he was afraid that he would anger them.