The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian is leaning on the chair with a happy smile on his lips.

If a few years ago, someone told him that one day in the future, he would become like this, willingly turn around a woman, he may not believe at all, but now he believes.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, such a life is somewhat boring, but for him, such a life is no longer warm.

"This life is very good."

"I see it too, I feel that you are already happy." Xiao Qifeng shook his head and laughed.

Qiao Tianchang couldn't help but smile: "No matter where I am, I will be by your side when you have something." They are brothers who can die together, he can't make him alone. .

Xiao Qifeng glanced and then nodded: "I believe in you."

The two talked for a long time in the study. When they went down, the group of players were still playing cards, and Ning Mengyao was among them. There was a stack of silver tickets in front of them.

The Yufeng looked at Ning Mengyao with some tears and tears: "Why do Xiaoyao children only lose each time you play cards with you?" She is too pitted.

Ning Mengyao raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: "I have a good hand, no way."

Mei Ruolin, who was next door, saw his man, and he gave him a blank look: "Remember."

"Women and daughters, can we still speak well?" It was no doubt that Ning Mengyao won so many silver tickets, and now she is still being shackled by her own daughter-in-law.

Qiao Tianchang went to sit next to Ning Mengyao and reached for her waist: "Is it tired?"

"Not tired, I will divide you half of the day." Ning Mengyao's eyes sparkled.

"it is good."

The two people stay together to make people feel sweet and greasy, so that everyone is helpless, but more happy.

Playing in the middle of the night, Rao is a good spirit of Ning Meng Yao, and finally it is a little sleepy.

"Let's go, wait for them to play, let's go back to rest." Looking at Ning Mengyao's sleepy look, Qiao Tianchang hit the man and picked him up. He said to Nangongyan and went straight back to the yard.

"They slept on them, we continued." Xiao Yutian shouted loudly.

Back in the house, Qiao Tianchang took Ning Mengyao to wash it, and then he put people into the bed.

As in the past, Qiao Tianchang placed his hand on Ning Mengyao’s already slightly raised belly. The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked: “I am a baby.” Under the leadership of Ning Mengyao, now Qiao Tianchang has learned I talked to the children in her stomach every day.

However, today, after Joe Tianchang said this, his hand was suddenly touched by something.

Qiao Tianchang was like a thunder, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't believe his hand: "Yao Yao...he...he moved?"

Ning Mengyao was amused by Joe Tianchang: "Well, it’s been more than four months, but I didn’t expect the baby to give face today."

Qiao Tianchang blinked, still the dumb look, his hand still on Ning Mengyao's stomach.

"The baby moves again." Qiao Tian squatted on the bed, looking at his hand, whispering.

Only this time the baby did not give this face, and did not move, just when Qiao Tianchang was disappointed to release his hand, the hand seemed to be hit by something.

Qiao Tianchang was very excited: "The baby is moving again. Is Yaoyao like this?"

"It’s still early, it’s been more than five months.” Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang without any sleep in bed, so he, she really did not see, especially the kind of eyes that look bright Let her be a little weird, but also warm.

This evening, because of the baby's fetal movement, it is destined to be a sleepless night for Joe Tianchang.

The next day, after Ning Mengya woke up, he took a homemade notebook and wrote about what happened yesterday.

This is a habit that develops after pregnancy. It will record what happened every day, and yesterday’s scene is written down to let the child know how much his father is expecting his arrival. When he feels about him, how Excited.

Qiao Tianchang sat and watched Ning Mengyao write a diary, saw what he wrote, and touched his nose: "My son will not laugh at me later?"