Chapter 393: Even My Wife Can’t Get Her Belly Big

Bai Xiaoya's arrival made many people in the hospital indignant, and Yan Jiecheng was one of them. People are not afraid of having nothing, but they are afraid of comparison. Since seeing Bai Xiaoya's appearance at noon, Yan Jiecheng, who saw his wife at home, could not hold back both physically and psychologically.

We all live in the same courtyard. I thought about Jia Dongxu's wife and then thought about Zhang Xingwang's partner. I couldn't understand why it was so bad. Even if I was almost as bad as her, I couldn't be so bad. Isn't this bullying an honest person?

After watching Zhang Xingwang walk by with a proud look on his face as he walked home from get off work in the afternoon, Yan Jiecheng felt more and more aggrieved. He stomped out the cigarette butt in his hand and returned to his room dejectedly to wait for dinner.

Seeing that his wife had not come back yet, he complained to Yan Bugui who was drinking water, saying that Comrade Yan had a very bad eye for people. He probably introduced him to such a wife because his eyesight had increased and he was reluctant to change them. This made him feel ashamed among the younger generation and indirectly ruined this good young man.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yan Bugui, who was even more impatient than him, pointing at his nose and cursing:

"You are both young people, so who in our school can you compare with? It's ok that you are not as good as Liu Guangqi in study, but you can't even compare to these two people who don't have a father to help them!

Did you marry a wife who is in front of that gossiper? Jia Dongxu from the Intermediate Court is still working on his legs. Ask around the city and see if anyone gives a bicycle as a dowry when marrying a wife.

I, your father, have done a good job, but you are too disappointing. Jia Dongxu's penis is almost crawling all over the floor, but you can't even get your wife pregnant. What can I say about you..."

Yan Jiecheng was instantly depressed by his father's scolding, but he still didn't accept it. Although what his father said made sense, he felt that something was not right when he thought about it.

I feel frustrated and think, how can two daughters-in-law be the same? The difference between women is sometimes greater than that between people and dogs.

Anyway, since he got married, everyone he thought was good-looking except Jia Zhang and his own wife.

Looking at the aggressive Yan Bugui, Yan Jiecheng could only hold back his tears. If he could switch with those two, who would be willing to get up four or five times a night? Only God knew the hardships involved except himself.

I really want to slam the table and say, I can sleep with Jia Dongxu's wife and keep her belly busy all year round, but you should let him try with my wife, maybe he is not as good as me. I have been forced to this point by the situation and forced myself to lock up the man.

It's not like he didn't make up his mind. He started by charging forward with gritted teeth, then regretted his impulsiveness, and then simply gave up on himself. In the end, it was nothing more than a dead bird falling to the sky, and if he didn't die, he would turn over...

Yan Bugui looked at his son who was silent and suddenly trembling, and asked quietly:

"Have you used everything Dad taught you?"

After getting his son's affirmative answer, Yan Bugui was also puzzled. He had four children who had used the same trick, but the eldest one didn't show any reaction. This was not normal.

However, I felt relieved when I thought about the fact that my eldest son had never been good at studying since he was young. I guess on the one hand it was because his comprehension ability was too poor, and on the other hand it was because there was a problem with the hardware.

After all, Yan Bugui was a scholar with relatively broad knowledge. After thinking about it, he realized that there was definitely no problem with his daughter-in-law's physique, so the problem was most likely his son's.

Looking at the boss who looked like a defeated rooster, Yan Bugui continued angrily:

"Things have come to this. Dad will risk his reputation to help you one last time."

Yan Jiecheng looked at his father posing in a windy and cold pose, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He quickly spoke and struggled again:

"Why don't you let me try again? Who knows, maybe it will work. You should save your face for now and don't rush to show it off..."

Yan Bugui glared and said unhappily:

"Don't worry about it. You should try harder. I'm afraid it won't work today. I'll go find that gossipy person tomorrow night. I've asked around. You've only suffered some physical pain..."

Yan Jiecheng suddenly became furious and asked with a hopeless look:

"Dad, you didn't ask Zhang Xiaoya again, did you? Do you believe her? She's only five years old, okay?"

"What do you know? It has nothing to do with whether I believe it or not. Your father is a scholar. In the past, people were destined to be rich. I saw Zhang Xiaoya teaching Jie Di to walk that day and I felt something was wrong. I asked her and sure enough, I found out a secret. That chatterbox has a cousin who was said to be not as good as you in the past..."

Yan Jiecheng finally ran away after being coaxed and crawling. He admitted that he had spent money on the Cuban candy to get the information, but he had no interest in the physical pain that his father talked about...

When Zhang Xingwang came back, he found the house quiet. His mother was holding a stool and guarding the door of her room, looking like a palace guard with a sword. The little girl was so scared that she didn't even dare to drink water. The fourth sister was also strolling around picking vegetables with her head lowered. It seemed that his mother's temper had really improved recently.

Zhang Xingwang's mouth twitched as he looked at this scene, and he asked his fourth sister who was pacing back and forth:

"She slept all afternoon?"

After hearing this, the old lady was unhappy. She gave a silent expression and said quietly:

"Keep your voice down. Xiaoya is sleeping soundly. She is also very tired. She was probably too nervous to sleep before. She feels relieved after not seeing her. Don't disturb her. Just call her when it's time to eat."

"Don't worry. She will wake up on her own without you having to call her for dinner. From what you said, you don't plan to let me cook dinner, do you? What if Xiaoya sees it? A section chief cooking after get off work..."

After hearing this, the old mother waved her hands and said how could it be possible. Although she was busy watching her daughter-in-law sleep, she had already prepared dinner for the family.

This preparation also means literally. The onions, ginger, garlic and chopped rooster are all ready. According to the mother, she has to watch her daughter-in-law sleep well. It has nothing to do with her son's good cooking skills. If her son doesn't mind, he can let the fourth son do it.

Although he said that, he couldn't hold back his smile when he saw his son cursing while cooking.

Bai Xiaoya was indeed a meat lover. She woke up when she smelled the fragrance. After going out, she stretched and greeted her family naturally.

Bai Xiaoya is a girl with good sense and a broad mind. She feels like she is at home now. She is very quick and efficient, helping to clear the table and arrange the chairs.

This action made Wang Xiulan smile widely, and she kept praising him. She also scolded her eldest sister and fourth sister who had just returned, and asked them and Bai Xiaoya to study hard.

After talking about the two girls, he turned around and smiled and told Xiaoya to just wash her face and wait for dinner. If there was any work, let her elder sister do it. Anyway, she was about to get married and needed to practice more...

In other words, the eldest sister and Bai Xiaoya are heartless. If they had met someone with more thoughts, they would have fought each other openly and secretly.