The stepmother of a wealthy family became popular by relying on reverse posting on her baby

"She knows you lost the jade bracelet."

"Li Xingwan!!!" Mrs. Liu's voice almost ruined the dinner party. "You!! How could you tell her!?"

As she spoke, she ran outside.

The panicked kind.

It’s over, it’s over, this time it’s really over! !

Her mother-in-law is not allowed to beat her to death!

Others laughed hard when they saw this scene.

"It seems that the daughter-in-law of the Liu family will have to walk away without food today."

"Hey, Xingwan. Do you want to come sit with us?" Several ladies with children waved to her.

Li Xingwan took Xiao Mo Bao over. "Everyone is having fun."

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of those people. "Yes, we are thinking about taking the children to play games. Do you want to come with us?"

"Yes, let's come together Xingwan."

"We'll just see how good you are at taking care of your children in a variety show. You've never experienced that in reality."

After hearing this, Mrs. Fu stopped silently.

She even thought about the past decades in detail. She was still innocent, but a little while later, Xingwan also exploded with her.

"Of course." Li Xingwan was busy at this time and did not accompany little Mo Bao. Since these people called her, she sat down.

"Is this good? How about we play with the palms of our hands and write? Guess what the children wrote?"

Of course Li Xingwan is fine. She then closed her eyes and spread her palms. Xiao Mobao thought for a while and wrote a very complicated word in her hand. "Miao."

Li Xingwan guessed it right away. "Miao?"

"That's right!" Little Mo Bao was very happy. Then she wrote another one in her hand. "Xin."

Li Xingwan guessed almost instantly. "Xin?"

"Yes, yes, it's Xin!" At this time, Xiao Mobao was already very excited. "Mommy, I'll do one more, I'll do one more."         "Okay."

He wrote another one in Li Xingwan's palm. "ink."

This time Li Xingwan burst out laughing. "What you wrote this time is the word "ink"."

"Haha!" Xiao Mobao's laughter became even more cheerful. "Yes, write my word "ink" into the palm of mommy's hand."

Everyone looked at this scene with envy.

This is closer than a close parent-child relationship.

The expressions of several other ladies changed slightly. "Is Xiao Mo Bao's writing too simple?"

"That's right, how about you write this, little Mo Bao?" One of them even found an unusual and rare word for little Mo Bao to write. "

Little Mo Bao glanced at it and then at Mommy. "You just want us to lose?"

Those people had smiles on their faces. "How is this possible?"

"That's not impossible." Xiao Mobao said. "In a short while, you will also write the words I specified."

I came to specify the words, and those people's faces fell. My son doesn’t know many words yet.

"Just write it into the palm of your hand and guess it. It doesn't matter whether they recognize it or not." Xiao Mobao said quickly.

Those people can only agree. Only then did Xiao Mobao write the uncommon word into Li Xingwan's palm.郃.

Li Xingwan read out in seconds. "郃?"

The expressions of all those people changed. How could you guess this?

How many words does Li Xingwan know?

Was it discussed in advance?

But when I think about it, no, this is not a variety show. It's the words they found themselves.

Even over there, the people around Mrs. Fu said something. "Old Mrs. Fu, your grandson-in-law seems to have a very good relationship with your little great-grandson."