The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Xiao Qifeng’s mouth was slightly sucked, and he couldn’t help but lift his hand. Their generals were so gone.

If this is done by those who have been on the battlefield, can’t they laugh?

When Joe Tianchang took his child into the house, he saw Ning Mengyao looking at himself with a sad look: "What is this?"

"I am so boring alone." I don't want to read books, read books, and don't make clothes and shoes. I don't know what to do. He often goes out to entertain guests.

Qiao Tianchang reached out and touched Ning Mengyao's head: "There are two days to go out and bear."

"Okay." Ning Mengyao actually wants to make troubles, but every time she sees Joe Tianchang, she can't make it.

Two days passed quickly, and Ning Mengyao comforted herself in the heart.

"The child is hungry, and there is a little sleepy." Qiao Tianchang put the child in Ning Mengyao's arms and said in a low voice.

"You go out with Xiao Qifeng, and there are children to accompany me." Seeing the child, Ning Mengyao will give Qiao Tianchang a kick.

"If you have children, you won't want me." He said that he was punishing and bowed his head on Ning Mengyao's round cheeks.

When Joe Tianchang watched Ning Mengyao feeding the child, he got up and went out.

Xiao Qifeng glanced at him: "I thought you were going to stay inside."

"Today is because you are here, so he came out." Nan Gongyan took a sip of tea on the side and explained it.

Xiao Qifeng looked at Qiao Tianchang dryly: "I should be honored?"

"If you want to think so, it is not impossible." Qiao Tianchang's face is not as thick as usual.

Xiao Qifeng is speechless. He found out that this man is having a child, and his face is really thicker.

The two days passed quickly. The child had a full moon feast this day, and no one else asked, so I invited the people in the village.

In the morning, the people in the village came to help early in the morning. Those who had not been to the mountain village came in and saw that it was so good. Some of them did not know where to put them.

At this time, Yang Jia, Yang Lele looked at the woman wearing white clothes and white cloth flowers in front of her, her brows were wrinkled, and her expression was very ugly: "Mother, today is the day of Xiaomoer full moon, cousin she is wearing Filial piety, come with us to participate in the full moon feast. What does this mean?" Not only is Yang Lele dissatisfied, even Yang Zhu, Yang Yi husband and wife's brows are wrinkled together.

Yang’s heart is also somewhat absent. This is the niece of her own family. When she had just gone, she was brought back by her husband’s family in a year. I didn’t know what happened yesterday. Suddenly, I heard that they are going to participate in the full moon today. Feast, please ask to go together.

If you say go, go on, you still wear this kind of clothes, and you have a happy event at home. You wear a white dress. Is this a curse?

"Cousin still don't want to go." Yang Yi said.

"Yes." Yang Zhu also nodded in agreement.

You must know that there are many noble people in the Zhuangzi, and the grandfather of the child is also there. It is not the same to see the identity. If it collides with the noble, it is not good.

Yang Suyun's thin body swayed, his face was desolate: "Auntie I... I won't go."

"Okay, then stay at home." Yang was relieved, and she didn't want to bring people to the head.

"Mother, let's go, let's go to help Yaoyao's home earlier." Yang Lele glanced at Yang Suyun, who looked at the pitiful look.

"Wu Jun, let's go too." Qiao took Yang Yi's hand and said with a smile.

Ning Mengyao is wearing a red tunic dress today, embroidered with beautiful flowers.

Qiao Tianchang wore a dark red robes and was entertaining guests with Ning Mengyao.

Yang Lele went in and took out his own gift: "Yao Yao Congratulations."

"When people come, why are they still bringing things over?" Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Lele helplessly, said funnyly.

"I am Xiao Moer's aunt, what's the gift?" Yang Lele dissatisfied with Ning Mengyao: "I gave it to the children, not for you."

"Oh, I am going to fall out of favor?"