Chapter 642 (2/2)
”Now that you are pregnant, it's better to cultivate yourself at home. Run around in case of any accident?” Lin Ziran is satirizing. Does the blue family regard her as a treasure? I don't know. No one wants a sealed child to be born.
LAN Fei Er no longer said, Lin Zi Ran word for word, she was defeated.
Finally, Feng Xin replied solemnly, ”grandma, I have discussed with my father, and I will study in China later.”
”Ha With a sneer, Lin Ziran came to Fengcheng and said, ”no, domestic education is so wasted. What can we teach? I've set up a ”talent plan” for my grandson. I can't let it go! ”
”Mom, I'm still thinking about his going to school. Stay in China for a few days. Don't worry.” Feng Cheng patted his son on the head.
”That's what I think, and I want to be with mom.” Just as Feng Xin's voice fell, Mu Qinghuan came downstairs yawning.
Taking advantage of the situation, Lin Ziran looks at Mu Qinghuan and then at her stomach
Mu Qinghuan and Li Tangyao have been together for two years. Who knows if this child is a kind of family seal?
Letter her, but Lin Zi Ran does not believe!
”Auntie.” Mu Qinghuan blinked. Why did everyone look at her?
”Hungry?” Ignoring Lin Ziran, Fengcheng began to be gallant, ”I made you millet porridge, eat a bowl?”
Muqinghuan did not make a sound and went to the dining table, but everyone did not eat, so she put down her chopsticks.
”Pregnant people, how to eat so little?” What Lin Ziran cares about is mu Qinghuan's stomach.
Her tone is too harsh.
Just when the city was sealed and the millet porridge was served, LAN Ma said, ”Qinghuan, eat more.”
In fact, to see her daughter let linziran said, blue mother was not happy, but he still endure, ease the atmosphere.
”Oh, I eat.” Mu Qinghuan cleverly took a few bites and thought it tasted good, so he ate three steamed buns.
”Wait a minute. Did you buy this meat bun from outside?” Lin Ziran looked disgusted. ”In the future, don't buy from outside. The meat outside is processed. It may not be pork, but mouse meat. If you want to eat steamed stuffed buns in the future, you can make them at home, so you can rest assured!”
”All the steamed buns in Fuji are genuine.” Mu Qinghuan can't help but say, ”I've been eating for two years, isn't it nothing?”
”What's real about Chinese things? Food, in particular, is not safe at all! ” Lin Ziran would like to let Mu Qinghuan also go to France to produce, but she is afraid that after Mu Qinghuan goes to France, she will not leave and will be enmeshed in the city from then on!
”Can't you beat all conscience enterprises with one blow?” As a Chinese, Mu Qinghuan is a short guard. There are indeed illegal enterprises, which earn money with a black heart. But there are also conscientious enterprises, such as Fuji, which allocate funds every year to do welfare work.
Lin Ziran is really speechless, a steamed bun, can actually involve conscience enterprise, she said angrily, ”cheng'er, do you think my words are right? She's also your baby in her stomach. Can you not be nervous? ”
”Ma.” Feng Cheng pressed his brow and said, ”she can eat whatever she wants.”
”That's not what I said. I care too!” Care for the baby in her stomach!
”Ah Mu Qinghuan suddenly screams, and then protects her abdomen.
They changed their faces and looked at Lin Ziran.
If it's not for Lin Ziran who has to fight, can Mu Qinghuan get angry?
”Uncomfortable?” Fengcheng grabbed a few steamed buns, and then helped Mu Qinghuan up the stairs, ”let's go, go to bed and lie down.”
”Well.” Mu Qinghuan was obedient and went up the stairs slowly.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, she closed the city, but she said, ”well, don't pretend...”
Mu Qinghuan was shocked
He knew that she deliberately pretended to have a stomachache, but he helped her?