Chapter 1465 Fubao’s Birthday 3

Yes, of course!

Feng Qingxue saw Zhong Wenxiu's thoughts and thought with a smile, this is a great deal.

After laughing, Feng Qingxue began to sigh again.

Before I knew it, my children started talking about marriage one after another, and I was immediately promoted to become a grandmother. It was like time was making me grow old.

Touching her face, she quickly went to the mirror. Seeing that the skin around her eyes was still white, smooth and wrinkle-free, Feng Qingxue felt a little relieved from her resentment at the rapid passage of time.

"Sister, you don't need to look in the mirror. You are still the most beautiful among us. Brother-in-law, don't you think so?"

Lu Jiang was talking to Father Lu, Zheng Jinrui and others, and took the time to reply: "Yes!"

"No, no!" Zheng Jinrui put down the teapot in his hand, shook his head, and said to Feng Qingyun: "Little girl, what you said is wrong. You can't tell lies without conscience."

Feng Qingyun stuck out her tongue and let out a long, drawn-out sound.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, she knows, she understands, she smiled and looked at Chen Xueniang who was trying on new clothes for the triplets, "Sister Xueniang, did you hear that? Brother Zheng said that I was acting against my conscience!"

"Listen to his nonsense!" Chen Xueniang didn't even raise her head.

Lu Tianjun and Jiang Xiaoyue arrived later. When they heard these words when they entered the door, Jiang Xiaoyue said, "Who is talking nonsense?"

Feng Qingxue pulled Jiang Xiaoyue's wrist and felt her pulse, "You're pregnant. Why don't you get a good rest? Even though it's Fu Bao's birthday, it's not an important day."

"It's an important day for Fubao, Fubao, don't you think so?"

"Yes!" Fubao happily agreed with Jiang Xiaoyue and said happily: "Sister-in-law, I received a lot of gifts, including several new clothes and new shoes. I am very happy. Look at what Brother Zhonghua and his mother made for me. Red cotton jacket!”

Jiang Xiaoyue took a look at it and said, "It's made of silk. The color suits you very well. If you like it, my sister-in-law will buy it for you next time."

Silk is a high-priced commodity, and Hangzhou Silk Factory is the most famous, so no tickets are required.

Fu Bao hugged her red cotton-padded jacket, shook his head and said: "My Chinese brother's aunt made it for me. My sister-in-law saved the money to make new clothes for my little nephew and buy milk powder. The baby needs to drink a lot of milk powder, like his younger brother." Same."

"It's my little niece." Jiang Xiaoyue corrected, she did not change her mind about having a daughter.

"No, it's my little nephew!" Fu Bao looked at the old clothes on her brothers, then at her new clothes and the beautiful jewelry her mother said she would give her in the future. She didn't want her little niece to take away everyone's love for her. Love, "Must be a little nephew."

Jiang Xiaoyue wanted to tell her that men and women had a 50-50 chance, so Lu Tianjun rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, what are you telling my little sister? Don't you know when you are born a boy or a girl? Don't you know it when the time comes? The food is not as good as you like, can you put it back? You sit and chat with the grandmothers and aunts while I cook. Acheng, come over and help. Xibao, it’s time for you to learn to cook!”

Therefore, Lu Jiang and his two nephews prepared the two big tables for Fubao's birthday. Xibao probably handed over a bowl, found a pair of chopsticks, and set the dishes. The lesbians were left to relax.

Zhong Wenxiu was surprised because in her impression, her mother and sister-in-law were the ones doing the cooking at home, not her father and brother.

"Both men and women in our family can cook and share housework. You will get used to it in the future." Guan Cheng gave her a chopstick of meat. "In the past, men took charge of the outside and women took charge of the house because lesbians did not have the opportunity to go out to work. Now Lesbians work and earn money just like gay men, and of course housework cannot be placed on one person’s shoulders.”

. . My writing is not going well today. I will update it with 10,000 words. No more updates. Tickets for the game.