Listening to Lian Tian as soon as Lian Pei was sick, and saw him panic again, the director was anxious, and he hurriedly called the accompanying doctor to come over and hurried to the place where Lian Pei lived, but found that he was sitting there well, and suddenly loosened.

Tone.

It's okay, so scared that his legs are soft.

He also fell on his head for the next time he collapsed.

No, you must never invite Xi Yan in the future!

After setting up the god, the director stepped forward and concerned: "How are you Lianpei?"

Lian Pei's mood did not look good, but when he saw the director, he shook his head, "It's okay."

Seeing him like this, the director is not assured, "Otherwise, let the doctor check it for you, just in case."

"Well." Lian Pei didn't care, and responded casually, and his eyes always fell on Wu Xiaowen.

I can still hear the fucking voice in my ears. It is rude and sharp, full of mean, and hurts his ears, but his wife seems to be used to it.

Cursing next to each other.

Different from anger, Lian Pei's heart was numb.

This numbness also made him more and more panicked.

The doctor checked him, and suddenly his eyes became strange. After thinking about it, he got up and whispered and whispered.

The director was a little surprised when he heard him. He looked at Lian Pei suspiciously, and his eyes became weird. In the end, he cleared and took the staff to go out.

Qin Er and Lian Tianyi were also called out.

However, the porridge did not go far. I sat on the steps at the door. When I saw this, Lian Tianyi stopped, but I was afraid of her, sitting quietly on the farthest position from her.

Woohoo, the fat girl is too scary.

He will also eat a lot of meals in the future, and strive to work as soon as possible than her!

I do n’t know the thoughts in his heart. She was holding a porcelain bottle in her hand, the short legs were coil together, and the fat paws were holding the fleshy little milk cricket and sat firmly on the steps.

The posture of willingness.

She has to make money!

Seeing her like this, the director didn't say much, but just frowned, and his eyes seemed to be a little puzzled.

How can I get this kind of illness alone?

Qin Er heard his words sharply, and he was a little curious, and quietly pulled the sleeves of the porridge and asked, "Fortune, Uncle Lian is really sick?"

The porridge shook his head, "No, the sick is auntie."

Wu Xiaowen?

But isn't the person who wants to see a doctor?

Qin Er didn't understand it, but saw that the director was still there, he didn't ask much.

At this time, in the room, Lian Pei was stunned when he heard the doctor's diagnosis.

He dared not say that "postpartum depression?"

he?

His man has postpartum depression?

His face was a little twisted, and he pulled the corner of his mouth difficultly, "Do you, are you kidding?"

The doctor was inserted in his pocket, "My preliminary diagnosis is like this. If Mr. Lian is not assured, you can go to the hospital for a detailed examination."

"It's not that I don't worry, it's impossible." Lian Pei waved his hands ugly, and the eyes of the doctor were a little bad.

What a joke, he is a man!

It seemed to see his thoughts, and the doctor pushed her glasses to explain: "Postpartum depression does have a certain probability in men. After women's production, men feel that they are too stressful and cause psychological burdens.

It may form postpartum depression, which can also show that Mr. Lian loves his wife very much. "

The doctor's words were euphemistic, but Lian Pei suddenly silently.

He knew very well that he was not what he said.

So why did he have this diagnosis?

Wu Xiaowen was also in the room, had hung up the phone, and ended unilaterally scolding.

Hearing their conversation, she took a deep breath, walked over, and said, "The person who has postpartum depression is me."

Lian Peizheng looked at her, "Xiaowen?"

Wu Xiaowen's eyes were inexplicably calm, as if she had made up her mind. She slowly said: "Lian Pei, let's divorce."

The widowed marriage, the husband's neglect, the mother -in -law's two sides and three knives, and even the biological son, under the influence of his grandma, and scolding her at will without any respect.

At this home, she was too tired.

"Xiaowen ..." Lian Pei looked at her in shock, a little puzzled, "Why?"

When he heard this, Wu Xiaowen couldn't help laughing like he heard something. He laughed at the end, and felt a little pitiful.

She covered her face and worked hard to calm her emotions, so that she did not face her face because she was resentful.

She shrugged and smiled bitterly: "Look, you don't even know what you live, you just believe you see it."

Thinking of the words of fucking just now, Lian Pei has some words, Xu Xun, he said; "You can tell me."

Hearing the words, Wu Xiaowen's face showed a little taunt, "I said, do you believe it?"

I don't believe it.

Not only that, but also blame her for many things, not filial piety.

Recalling the past, her face was full of exhaustion, but the bottom of her eyes was deeper. "Lian Pei, we divorced."

This time, she was not discussing with him.

Lian Pei looked at his wife, a little dumb, dumbfounded in place, I didn't know how to react.

Outside the door, the porridge waited for a long time, and did not wait for them to come out, but did not dare to leave. I was afraid that the money flew away, so I took out the little golden barrel that Ye Lingfeng gave her from the bag, and ran to the next door.

With a bucket of rice, the dishes are shocking, enough for her to measure.

In less than a minute, she ran back again, sitting on the ground with one butt, while eating and eating, she kept "customer".

Qiner has a scholar, and he also came over with his own meal.

Lian Tianyi looked at it not far away, drooling, and his stomach gurgled.

After a while, he couldn't hold back after all, moved to them step by step, and looked at them.

The fat girl eats well.

He couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Porridge porridge stubbornly touched his head, "delicious." Then he didn't look at him, and quickly finished eating the rice in front of him.

I still don't forget to look at him after eating, and said seriously: "It's really delicious."

As soon as Lian Tian looked at the empty barrel in her hand, she touched her stomachache, and cried "wow".

The porridge frowned, "What are you crying?"

Lian Tian was crying straight, his lips were trembling, saying: "Think, want to eat."

Hearing the words, the porridge was realized, "Then you said early."

She took out a check, "Give money!"

Give him a meal, how big it is.

Seeing the business, Qin Er also hurriedly put down the bowl, knowing that he would not write, and helped him fill out the information, let him sign a name on it.

Fortunately, Lian Tianyi is also a person in kindergarten. He doesn't know a few words, but his name will still write.

He was crooked and wrote, and then Qiner led him to the next door. He asked: "Is there anything else do you want to eat? I accept ordering service here."

Speaking, he shook his check.

The implication, everything is better to say anything.

Liantian's pair of money has no concept, and several dishes have been made in big hands.

Qiner asked him to write a check as usual, so he took the money to the food market to buy food.

After all, it must be caught in a God of Wealth!

The porridge porridge is really accurate, today's fortune is very good.

In fact, the porridge is swollen very well, and the money is not visible at all. What she wants to earn is a lot of money.

Just thinking, the door opened from the inside.

The porridge immediately turned his head and looked at it. When he saw Wu Xiaowen came out, his eyes lighted up, stood up, and trotted to her.

Looking up at her nearly broken marriage line, the fat claws pulled out from the bag, and took out a few marriage symbols.

Milk voice asked: "Auntie, do you need a marital symbol? Tall, short, fat and thin, guarantee reliable, one hundred, childlike, no bully."

Lian Pei, who is chasing from it: "..."
Chapter completed!