The fragrance of red plums filled the whole room with a faint fragrance floating. The opening dance of the Spring Festival Gala was very lively, and Jiang Yuying was talking to herself alone, it seemed that this small home was full of joy and warmth.

If you don’t know, you must think there are many people in this family. Who can think that there is only one person at home?

She seemed to be counting "9:6" and suddenly bit her tongue. Or maybe the ribs stuck in the throat, making her feel very embarrassed. She ran into the bathroom, coughed for a long time, and she coughed out tears.

As soon as the tears came out, she realized how desolate the fun on the surface was. She sat on the toilet lid, cried whimperingly, biting her lips to comfort herself: "It's okay, it's okay, what's there to cry? It must be that the baby had something wrong, so he didn't come back... Wuwuwu... Why are you competing with the baby... Wuwuwu..."

A person asks and answers himself. A person talks to himself. There is no more lonely and sad mood than this.

Especially this night was a lively New Year's Eve. In order to change her sadness, she called Feng Jiayue and talked a few nonsense, saying that she would go to wish her a New Year's greetings tomorrow.

There was a knock on the door, and she hung up the phone, jumped up in shock, and responded while washing her face: "It's here..." While she went to open the door, she turned off a light to prevent the light from being so bright.

Aunt Chen held a bowl of fragrant buckles and smiled: "Xing'er, I'm here to bring you delicious food. You liked this thing the most when you were a child!"

Jiang Yuying happily took it: "Thank you aunt!"

"What? Your husband hasn't come home yet?" Aunt Chen's nosy habit cannot be corrected: "Or, can you go to our house to eat and be more lively?"

"No, I'll wait for him." Jiang Yuying lied: "I just went on the phone with him and was on the way. Aunt, go eat, don't worry about me." She pushed Aunt Chen, for fear that she would say something shocking and crying for the New Year.

She closed the door, went into the room and picked up her cell phone to send a text message: Why haven’t you come home yet? Do you want that child and don’t want me anymore?

After editing, she felt that the tone was too ruthless, the sour taste was too heavy, and she didn't have the quality of a virtuous wife, so she deleted and started again: Prince Brother, I'm hungry! I'll wait for you to have a meal, and the flowers have faded...

She felt that this was more in line with her cute style and was very satisfied. She waited for a reply after sending it out.

Waiting and waiting, while waiting, she ate more than a dozen pieces of crispy meat and several slices of braised pork brought by Aunt Chen, making her mouth full of oil.

But the information sinks into the sea and there is no news.

She could not hold back any more. She couldn't use any of the sensational scenes she had thought about before. She was a little scared. No matter how good the temper and considerate she was, she was almost broken by Ji Yan's nervous little baby's thoughts.

She dialed the phone directly, and the music rang again and again, but no one answered.

She was really furious, and she stood up from the sofa and waved her arm: "Huahuahua, set off! Go and catch your husband!"

She jumped to the opposite position and responded funnyly: "Okay! Let's go! From now on, I will manage my husband in a belt style! Otherwise, he would think this star is a decoration!"

Damn it! You shouldn’t be too literary. Life will suffer a great loss. Remember!
Chapter completed!