The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Nan Gongyan saw Xiao Luoyan with a glance, his eyes slightly lowered: "Their vigilance is not as simple as you think. With this time, I don't want to think about it anymore. After this time, Tongbaozhai can have some talents. I am afraid I will come over."

Similar to Nangongyan's thoughts, after such an experience, Ning Mengyao recalled all the people of Tongbaozhai. Among them, there are several people who are very researchable.

When those people knew that the young masters of Tongbaozhai were almost taken away by people, they all rushed from the outside to Baishan Village. For a time, Baishan Village was full of excitement.

At the same time, Yang Lele was finally born, was born in the middle of the night, is a son, named Lei Hao, the little name is Peas.

The child tossed Yang Lele for a whole night and almost blew the thunder.

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Lele’s happy look and thought of how he was when he was a child. His eyes were full of smiles: “How are you feeling?”

"Very good." I thought that since Leo’s triumphant appearance since the birth of the child, Yang Lele felt how silly this person was.

Ning Mengyao sneered out loudly: "So I am relieved."

"Yao Yao, I heard that something happened to you over there. How about it? Is it okay now?" At that time, because she was already alive, and something happened, Lei An did not dare to tell her, she excited her. I moved the tires until the child was born and rested for a few days. She thought about it and asked her about it.

Ning Mengyao teased the child's hand, paused, and then laughed: "Do not worry, nothing."

"This way, since you said that I wouldn’t ask, but you should be careful." Yang Lele’s heart is to understand the sadness of Ning Mengyao’s heart. After all, her father was so good, but now she is all together. It’s too annoying to let others deal with their daughters and even want to take their grandchildren away.

Ning Mengyao nodded: "I know, you can rest assured that I am ready for this." This kind of thing happened once, and once again she felt that she would go crazy.

It’s okay for the son to have nothing to do. If something goes wrong, she will definitely not forgive herself.

Yang Lele didn't know what Ning Mengyao thought: "What about Yang Suyun? Is it handled?"

"Not yet." Speaking of this, Ning Mengyao ignored the Chen Qi who was locked up.

"Yao Yao, you still guard Yang Suyun."

"You, it is the life of your heart, you can just nurse your body well now. I will go back and see the little monkey." When it comes to his son, Ning Mengyao is full of helplessness.

Since Jomo’s walking, not only is Jomo Maple involved, but even the good-looking words in the garden are unfortunate. As long as I think of my son’s means, I don’t let go of those flowers, she’s really I want to cry without tears.

"Well, wait until I come out to find you."

"to make."

When Ning Mengyao went out, he saw Yang’s Zheng Lehe’s stewing of Yang Lele: “Yao Er is not playing?”

"No, I have to go back and look at the children. He is very skinny now. I don't know if Maple can bring him."

"Then go, let's go." For Jomo's current appearance, Yang still knows something, and it's so small that even they have no way.

When Ning Mengyao returned home, she saw Jomo's little hand licking the beard of the black man, the black man, and kept squatting down.

The old man, though he is not hurting, can still be reluctant to be jealous of Jomo, and it becomes what it is now. He is holding his hand, and he has to be careful to protect his beard. Jomo Mapin is standing on one side.

The funny side is that Ning Mengyao came in and saw it.

"Little monkey, you are naughty again." Ning Mengyao walked over and picked up the little monkey in the arms of the old man.

After hearing the voice of Ning Mengyao, Qiao Mozhen quickly released the black man's beard, and the silly Chongning Mengyao laughed, as if he had done nothing.