Su Erwa couldn't say anything about his pain, so she cried so miserably! Her face was covered with tears, making people lose sight of her eyes. Fu Ya grinned and looked at her, without any shame of bullying her little friend.

Zhao twisted a wet cloth towel, wiped his grandson's face clean, and washed his black claws, and kept muttering: "Stop crying, my sister is laughing at you! This child is very naughty and loves to cry! It's not as worry-free as Fu Ya!"

Su Yun touched the little face of his daughter and smiled and said, "As a boy, it's inevitable that he's a little bit more naughty!"

Zhao carried his grandson into his room, stuffed a thick bun under his butt, put it on the kang, and said to Su Yun who followed him in: "You are here watching the two children, I'll go cook!"

Su Yun greeted his eight-year-old eldest son: "Look at your younger brother and sister, I'll go and help grandma cook!"

Zhao looked at Song Laosi, who was chopping firewood in the yard, and smiled and said to his daughter: "This son-in-law, your father did not choose the wrong choice!"

At the beginning, Su Wenchang went to the city to buy pens and ink. When he came back, he sprained his ankle. Song Laosi happened to meet him and sent him back. Seeing that he had a good character, Su Wenchang betrothed his daughter to him. Because the Song family was poor and the Wu Ma Zi was strong, Zhao often complained that his old man had chosen such a son-in-law and caused his daughter to suffer for so many years.

Now it seems that the Song family is a little poor, but the family style is upright. The parents-in-law do not treat their daughter-in-law badly, the brothers are harmonious, there is no major friction between sisters-in-law, and the children are obedient. The most important thing is that the son-in-law is hardworking and capable, and he is dedicated to his daughter. What is she picky about?

Fu Ya's scalp was almost blown up when facing the roomful of children! She reached out her little hand in the direction where Su Yun left - Come back quickly, I can't bear it alone!

Looking at the disappearing back of her mother, Fu Ya's chubby little face was tightly pressed, and she looked at the saliva crawling towards her with caution, feeling a little broken: Don't come over!

Wuzhong said to Su Qing: "Take your brother back quickly. He just caught Fuya. Look, his hands are still red now!" Fuya's skin is tender, and if you use a little strength, it will turn red for a long time.

Su Qing quickly dragged the second baby back. However, the little baby, who had been more than ten months old, was in a state of active activity. He had just been dragged back and crawled towards Fuya with a groan.

After several times, Su Qing was a little broken by him: "Can't you sit honestly like Sister Fuya? Do you want to play with your sister? Let's agree first, don't do it! If you make your sister cry, your breasts will spank you!"

Su Erwa didn't know if she understood it, so she laughed and spared no effort to work towards Fuya.

Fuya looked at her elder brother with help, but unfortunately he could not receive the signal she sent. Fuya glared at the saliva who was crawling over: Come over again, I'm not polite!

Su Erwa finally climbed to Xiangxiang's sister. This time he didn't do anything, but... started to slap his mouth. As the brothers caught him off guard, he chewed Fuya's white, tender and fragrant face.

Fuya used her sleeve to wipe the saliva from her face, and she became angry. She clenched her fists and punched the dirty saliva's eyes, making an angry scream - Ah! She is not clean anymore! Dirty, so dirty! Mom, come! She wants to wash her face!!

Su Erwa was beaten so hard that she fell to the kang with her face facing the sky, making a terrifying cry!

Song Laosi in the yard heard his daughter's cry, put down his axe and ran in quickly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

My daughter is gentle and well-behaved, and she smiles at everyone. At this moment, her little face turned red, her eyes were slightly moist, her fists were clenched tightly, and her whole body was trembling. Her eyes were staring at the direction, and the second baby from the Su family cried loudly.

Song Laosi guessed that the second child must have provoked his daughter. He couldn't blame his child, so he cursed his son with a face: "Fifty cents, what do you think of your sister? Look, it makes your sister angry!"

As he said that, he held his daughter in his arms pity and comforted her gently.

"What's wrong? Why is this little brat crying again?" Zhao walked into the room with the water in his hand, frowned and looked at his young grandson who was crying desperately.

Su Qing was about to cry and said, "My brother ate his sister, and the sister beat him up and cried!"

Song Laosi quickly checked his daughter's face, and there were indeed two red and purple teeth marks. He was so angry: I'll beat you up lightly! It's time!

Fuya rubbed her sleeve and rubbed her face hard, and pointed to the yard again: Let's go wash your face. It smells smelly!

Song Laosi took his daughter out of the house, and Zhao's voice came from behind him: "How can you bite your sister? You deserve to be beaten! You still cry, how old is your sister? How painful can it be beaten? Why are you so cute?"

Seeing that his daughter's face turned red, Song Laosi quickly grabbed her little hand. He walked into the kitchen and said to Su Yun: "Look at what's wrong with her daughter? Why do you always rub your sleeves against your face?"

When Su Yun heard him telling everything that happened in the house, he shook his head and said, "It's nothing, your daughter loves to clean it. If anyone kisses her, she will be angry for a long time. I'll scoop some warm water for you and just help her clean her face! Fuya, did you really beat the second wai brother?"

"It's a punch! I've got my eyes open!" Wuzhong followed in and touched my sister's little hand. The little hand was so strong that it made Erwa's eyes red!

Su Yun smiled and said, "I don't know who I am following this temper that is not at a disadvantage!"

"Who else can you take? Whoever will take care of you!" Wuzhong made a face to tease her sister. Fuya was in a bad mood and turned her head to the other side - don't mess with me, you're annoyed!

Song Laosi washed his daughter's face and wiped it clean. He glared at his son and said, "Your breasts should know that you are choreographing her behind your back, so you must serve her!"

"Why am I choreographing this? My mother must know that I said my sister would follow her, I don't know how happy it is!" After Wuqian said that, she slipped into the yard guiltily and started playing with Su Qing.

Zhao went to the vegetable field to dig some small potatoes. The potatoes were not good, only the size of an egg. Song Ziran in Su Yun's arms stared at these small potatoes with big black pearl-like eyes, thinking to herself: cumin potatoes, cheese potato balls, milky mashed potatoes, fried potato cakes... The saliva that could not be controlled during the teething period was even flowing down.

Su Yun took out a piece of cotton cloth from his daughter's pocket and gently wiped it for her. He said with pampering smile: "You! A little greedy cat, I want to taste everything! You are still young, so you can't eat randomly!"

Zhao smiled and said, "Fuya likes to eat potatoes? I'll bury a few under the stove later. You can let her lick and taste it!"

Baked potatoes? Is it okay? At least let her taste milk powder, egg yolk and rice soup! One of her preferences after work in her previous life was to make some delicacies to satisfy her appetite. She has been through it for more than half a year, and she always drinks milk powder that has no taste, and a bird can fade out of her mouth!
Chapter completed!