Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 44

Guoguo burst into tears, Jinmao and Gungun wailed at the door of the kitchen, seeming to comfort Guoguo, and seemed to blame Yang Fan and Aunt Thirteen for not taking good care of Guoguo and causing her to get burned.

"Did you touch the pot?" After entering, she glanced at her daughter's hand drenched in cold water with the help of Yang Fan, and Thirteen Aunt asked.

"Well, it's hot." Guoguo snotted and burst into tears.

Thirteenth Aunt wanted to beat the little girl, and scolded: "Little stupid pig, it's hot, you can't touch it, how can the soup be cooked if it's not hot?"

The little girl didn't answer, and wept softly.

"Aunt Thirteen, go to my room, there is a scald cream in the basket under the coffee table." Yang Fan said to Aunt Thirteen.

Fortunately, it was a soup pot that had cooled for a period of time after turning off the heat, so the little girl's hands were only scalded red without blistering.

Aunt Thirteen turned around angrily and went to Yang Fan's house to find ointment.

When it comes to taking care of children, she is far less careful than Yang Fan.

Like scald medicines that are not commonly used, she does not have them.

Probably tired from crying and taking good medicine, Guoguo was so sleepy that she sat down on the sofa and fell asleep on Jin Mao's body.

Yang Fan only discovered it after he came from his house.

Aunt Thirteen didn't know at all. She was fascinated by watching TV dramas by eating melon seeds.

"I'm worried about whether Guoguo can grow up healthily." Yang Fan picked up Guoguo who was asleep and sent her back to the bedroom. Yang Fan was deeply worried about her future.

"Don't you just lie on the golden retriever and fall asleep for a while, I didn't see it." Aunt Thirteen blushed a little: "She is very energetic and adaptable. She can play with a group of people, and can play alone. "

"That can't stand your negligence." Yang Fan covered Guoguo with a quilt, and nodded her little pink face with her fingers.

Aunt Thirteen complained: "You want to talk about her scalding, right? She was eager to touch before, I warned her not to touch, she didn't listen, and secretly touched, what can I do? Besides, you Didn't you touch the pot when you were a kid?"

"No." Yang Fan shook his head, paused and added, "I touched the iron that I just finished ironing."

Aunt Thirteen said angrily, "Isn't that enough?"

"Have you ever touched an iron when you were a child?" Yang Fan asked.

"No." After a moment of hesitation, Aunt Thirteen stuck out her pink tongue, as if she was checking it. After reading it, she said, "I licked it."

How cruel!

Yang Fan leaned over: "Let me see, are there any scars?"

"No, I can't see it." Aunt Thirteen stuck out her little tongue again.

"I really can't tell." After looking at it for a while, Yang Fan withdrew his gaze and left the bedroom.

Aunt Thirteen felt a pity that Guoguo fell asleep too quickly.

Otherwise, she might still be able to hear the stories of the underworld told by Yang Fan tonight.

Naihe Bridge, Nairuohe, looking at the hometown from the edge of the platform.

There are all kinds of dead souls, and many have moving stories in their lifetimes.

Back in the room, it was still early, Yang Fan didn't plan to sleep, he hung up the phone to manage the zoo, and scribbled on the notebook.

After a while, the phone rang.

At first glance, it was Liu Qianqian's call.

"It's not the weekend, why are you calling?" Yang Fan asked after connecting.

Liu Qianqian over there was very angry when she heard it.

"You think I think, my mother asked me about the ratings of your show last night, but you didn't tell me, I don't know." Liu Qianqian gritted her teeth, her mother cared about it, and it was as if Yang Fan was a son-in-law.

"No, your mother cares about this?" Yang Fan was also surprised.

Such fake couples are really tiring.

"Ghost knows, she is so busy every day and has time to care. She asked me this as soon as I got home. I didn't hear it. I came back to the room and asked you." Liu Qianqian was depressed: "Wait when I go out and pretend I didn't hear it, I It's over."

"5.2, tell your mother to go." Yang Fan was tired and said impatiently.

"Why do I feel you are cursing?" Liu Qianqian wondered.

"I'm scolding people?" Yang Fan felt that this girl was unreasonable: "I'm scolding people and scolding you, why should I scold your mother?"

"Scolding my mother is also scolding me." Liu Qianqian felt that Yang Fan, this bastard, lacked common sense in life, and his brain was not bright.

"Hang up." Yang Fan didn't want to talk to Liu Qianqian anymore.

"Hey, say it again, how's the ratings?" Liu Qianqian hurriedly stopped.

"5.2!" Yang Fan sighed, this brain is not 3.1415926535897932384626...

"What?" Liu Qianqian was surprised: "Are you sure it's not 0.52?"

"Listen clearly, I won't repeat it, 5.2." Yang Fan said word by word.

Liu Qianqian was obviously a little unconvinced: ""Lucky 52" premiered on 5.2, why isn't it 52?"

"52? You are really unreasonable, do you think there is only one channel for entertainment, sports and entertainment in the whole mountain city?" Yang Fan said angrily.

On the night of the New Year's Eve, the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, which was broadcast by national satellite TV, has been declining year by year, and it will not be able to reach 20.

52?

Unless you go back to the days when there were only one or two black-and-white TVs in the village.

"This show..." Liu Qianqian believed Yang Fan's words, and was a little shocked.

She also belongs to the TV station. Although she is not in the variety show department, she is very sensitive to the data of ratings.

With today's satellite TV, it is almost impossible for any program, including TV series, to appear on the top [-] in the ratings.

Local station downs are frequent.

But as soon as it appeared, it was a trump card program.

"I'm disappointed, this show is not cool, no accident, it should be fine for a few years." Yang Fan was in a good mood.

Liu Qianqian was not happy, but he was very happy.

Just as he is not happy, she is happy.

"How can you be like this?" Liu Qianqian said angrily: "When did I hope your show was cold? Am I as heartless as you? I..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Fan hung up the phone.

Looking at the phone, Liu Qianqian's eyes widened, dare to hang up on me?

I keep hitting!

Ring, hang up.

Keep hitting, hang up.

I called again, and during the call, I was blacklisted.

After a while of sulking alone, Liu Qianqian went to WeChat.

If I don't believe in WeChat, I was also blocked.

Dare to do this, I will never let you go!

Opening WeChat, Liu Qianqian saw that there were new developments in the circle of friends, which were posted by Yang Fan.

She went in curiously.

I saw Yang Fan posted a photo of a sports car with the caption: I suddenly feel so tired, I want to sell the car and travel around the world.

When did this guy have a car?

Liu Qianqian opened the picture of the sports car, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became.

After a while, she was so angry that she couldn't help but comment: You sold my car, what am I driving?
After a while, Yang Fan replied: Sorry, I forgot to block you.

Liu Qianqian's chest rose and fell, you did it on purpose.

"If you're short of money, say, I won't give you money anyway, and I won't sell you my car." Liu Qianqian replied.

Refreshing, she saw her sister comment to Yang Fan: I don't drive very much, so I can sell mine.

She was already in bed, but didn't sleep. Thirteen Aunts, who was on the Moments, saw the young couple arguing, and Yueyue bubbling from time to time, couldn't help but smile.

Then turn off the screen saver of the mobile phone, put it on the bedside, lie next to the daughter, and cover the quilt for the daughter.

(End of this chapter)