The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

Chapter 87 The son is letting himself go more and more, with a rhythm that is being led astray
"You husband and wife, after seeing our family members, take a long detour."

Wu Juan threw away the broom, still puzzled, and kicked Ye Meng again: "If you dare to do it again, you'll be shady behind your back, I'll hit you every time I see you."

"My mother is mighty!"

Ye Xiuyan supported her mother, waving her small fists and shouting very loudly.

"Aunt Juan is domineering!"

Lin Jingcheng didn't think it was a big deal to watch a good show, so he also booed.

Shi Jian's mouth twitched.

When Shizi met the little girl, he let himself go more and more freely, with the rhythm of being led astray.

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Ye Xiuqing returned to the small courtyard, poured the fish in the bucket into the fish pond, turned and went into the kitchen.

The meal is ready, and the steamed buns are warming in the steamer, waiting to be served on the table when the meal is ready.

Standing by the stove, she heard the young man's gentle and elegant voice, her cheeks flushed.

Master Lan is really a fairy-like person.

He is handsome, nice, and soft-spoken. Even if he has a leg problem, it still makes people's hearts flutter.

"Miss Xiuqing, is there hot water?"

Qingyang pushed the young master back to the room, and ran in with an empty teapot.

"Brother Qingyang."

Ye Xiuqing looked at the teapot, as if seeing a handsome young man, her heart beat faster: "You can't do it alone, I will help you with the work in the future."

"That's so funny."

Qingyang grinned foolishly: "It is enough for the young master to have me serve, don't bother Miss Xiuqing."

"No trouble."

Ye Xiuqing blushed, and said subconsciously: "I can do a lot of work, such as washing and cooking, serving tea and water."

"You're not a servant girl, how can I let you do the work of serving people.

Qingyang declined with a smile, thought for a while, and added: "Even if I want you to help, the young master will not agree."

Ye Xiuqing's heart trembled: "Why?"

"Young master doesn't like outsiders to serve you."

Thinking of the young master's legs, Qingyang secretly sighed: "Qinglin and I have been used to serving you since we were young, and no one can get close to the young master except the two of us."

"Is it?"

Ye Xiuqing lowered her head in disappointment, her beautiful eyebrows dimmed.

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Wu Juan returned triumphantly and walked into the small courtyard with her two children, Ye Jian greeted her from the main room.

He washed his face and applied ointment on the scars. Although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he was no longer so scary.

"Father, mother gave you a bad breath,"

Like a cheerful little sparrow, Ye Xiuyan happily ran to Ye Jian, took his arm, and chattered non-stop: "You didn't see, my mother is so powerful, I beat my uncle rolling all over the ground, screaming."

"hey-hey."

Ye Jian rubbed his nose and smirked: "Daughter-in-law, I was the one who said the wrong thing about the bean bag enlightenment, don't be angry, I don't care about it in the future, I will listen to you."

"Let's eat."

Wu Juan was not in the mood to talk to him, and walked into the dining room with a straight face.

"father."

Ye Xiuyan watched her mother enter the house and persuaded her in a low voice: "Think about it, mother is so powerful, my younger brother will not only be able to read and write, but also practice martial arts. "

"Ah."

Ye Jian's eyes became brighter the more he listened: "You are still smart and think clearly, much better than Dad's stupid elm head."

"father."

Ye Xiuyan covered her mouth and smiled: "You were right about what you said just now, no matter what happens in the future, you will always listen to your mother, and you must be right to listen to what your mother says."

"Cough cough."

Ye Jian blushed and swallowed in embarrassment.

Even if he was genuinely afraid of guilt, it would be embarrassing for his daughter to say it so bluntly.

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