The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Meng Xin was tormented sitting here, neither Meng Ying nor Meng Shiliang felt friendly at all.

Especially Meng Ying, smiling like a flower, but her heart is not at ease.

"Dad, elder sister, I'll help young mother." Meng Xin quickly found an excuse and went to the kitchen.

Meng Ying smiled and looked at Meng Xin's back. If she was smarter, she should be a lesson from the previous incident, and she should have calmed down.

"Meng Xin has a lot of thoughts. Sometimes you remind her more. Anyway, she was brought back from the orphanage by your mother and I to raise her. In recent years, thanks to her being by your side, you too Don't be lonely." Meng Shiliang still thought of this friendship after all.

People, when they grow up, their xinxing will always change. What's more, it’s normal for people like Meng Xin to know her own life experience since she was a child, seeing too many people, seeing too many things, and having some thoughts that shouldn’t be born in her heart. .

I only hope that the child's xinxing is not so thorough, otherwise, it would be a pity.

Meng Ying understood what Meng Shiliang meant. Even if he was not his own, he had been the daughter of a father who had been raised for so many years for more than ten years. How could it not really hurt.

"As long as she can screw it up clearly and stop doing silly things, I can still treat her as a younger sister." Meng Ying said, "I hope she is smart."

Both father and daughter looked like a mirror in their hearts, seeing Meng Xin through.

It's just thinking about the love of life for so many years, as long as you don't do too much, you can still tolerate it.

"It's eating." Zhang Di brought the vegetables out, and looked back at Meng Xin, "Xinxin, when will you go buy another casserole. I took a look today. I'm afraid this pot won't be able to stew several times. broken."

Meng Xin answered.

"I used to buy a casserole, and it always cracked after using it twice. But Xinxin would buy it. It takes a long time to buy a pot. I don’t know if it is a psychological effect. I always think that the casserole stewed by Xinxin is good. Drink some."

Zhang Di filled Meng Ying with a bowl of chicken soup, "Try it, today is the last chicken in the stewed yard. Those chickens have not grown up, and they will take some time to eat."

"Thank you, Mom." Meng Ying took it.

After eating, Zhang Di tidied up, "Yingying, if you are tired, go back to your room and rest. Later, ask Mu Yuan to go home for dinner too."

"No. I have something else."

"You child, if you are in good health, you will be very busy." Zhang Di said distressed: "You, you still have to take care of your body and don't tire yourself out."

"I'm well-measured, so don't worry about it." Meng Ying got up, "I'm leaving now."

Zhang Di and Meng Shiliang both sent her out. Before eating, she called Ah Da and asked him to pick him up. Ah Da was already standing by the car.

"Be careful when driving on the road." Zhang Di told Ah Da.

Ah Da nodded.

After getting in the car, Meng Ying's smiling face had already faded, "Go to Xu Nianhua."

Ah Da didn't understand, so he didn't ask much. After all, Jiuye had confessed that he just listened to her.

After half an hour, the car stopped.

Meng Ying has never been to Xu Nianhua's clinic. It is no different from an ordinary clinic, like a sparrow, although it is small, but the equipment is complete.

She walked into the clinic and Xu Nianhua was prescribing a prescription for an old man.

Seeing her, raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

After prescribing the prescription, I called the nurse to take the medicine with the old man, and hung the stethoscope around his neck, "Why are you here?"

Meng Ying sat across from him, put her arms on the table, rolled up her sleeves, "draw blood."