mother chick is crazy

Chapter 48 The reward is a Samoyed

Yi Rui went to open the door and found Jiang Muyun coming uninvited.

Lu Yitong asked weakly: "Auntie, you are so beautiful, you can't lie to others."

Jiang Muyun burst into laughter, this little devil Lu Yitong has never been so sweet-tongued, Snowball is indeed charming, "I keep my word, you are so cute, if it were anyone else, I wouldn't even want to touch Snowball. "

In the market, a Samoyed is expensive, probably thousands of dollars.But how could Jiang Muyun's dog be ordinary? In fact, Xueqiu was a double-blood purebred Samoyed.Snowball's monthly rations cost as much as an ordinary Samoyed.

Regardless of whether Jiang Muyun is joking or serious, Yi Rui will not accept it: "Mrs. Rong, I accepted Grace's birthday gift before. I will buy this Samoyed for them myself."

Jiang Muyun was in a good mood, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "What? Are you so confident in your daughters? Will they definitely win the championship and pass the exam? Even if I put the snowball here, they may not win and go, right?" After that, She also winked at Yi Rui with one eye.

This is the method of stimulating generals.It's a pity that the majestic and beautiful queen is not a queen of movies.

The two little girls were indignant. Why do you look down on us?Lu Yining said: "Aunt Jiang, how about making a bet? If we win the prize and pass the level, we don't want your snowball. You just need to say in front of my mother, Lu Yining and Lu Yhitong are great, How about it?"

Yi Rui smiled slightly. Her daughter was so sensible. The most important thing was that she obviously liked Snowball, but she knew how to restrain herself. "Then you two have to work hard and don't let Auntie look down on you."

Lu Yining understands, but Lu Yitong is still young: "If you can do it, the snowball will be mine."

"It's yours, it's yours, Auntie, I have nothing to be reluctant to part with."

After chatting for a while, Yi Rui asked: "You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Jiang Muyun said seriously, "My family is holding a durian party tonight. Are you interested in bringing the two little princesses to the party?"

durian?Still partying?Yi Rui felt sick just thinking about the strong smell of durian. "Thanks, I don't miss durian at all."

But I heard Jiang Muyun say: "Didn't you think about it? I thought the durians all over the house were given to me by you!"

After sending Jiang Muyun away, the two children went upstairs, and Yi Rui called Uncle Ba.Her expression was serious and she was no longer as friendly as before. "Uncle Ba, what's going on with the durian thing?"

Uncle Ba lowered his eyebrows, folded his hands in front of him, and replied respectfully: "On my lady's birthday, Mrs. Rong and Rong Ge came and gave me a pair of lacrosse rackets and balls. You were upstairs at the time. You didn't want them, sir. Who didn't want them?" Mrs. Zhirong forced it on her husband. The husband felt that he could not take her things for free, so he bought durians of the same price and gave them to Mrs. Rong, telling her not to give away random things in the future."

Yi Rui, who understood the ins and outs, always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't explain it.Her husband's behavior was more like anger, and she couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Jiang Muyun was selling in his gourd. She was still obsessed with the fact that his Rong Ge was not as good as Ningning and Tongtong in studying? "okay, I get it."

Uncle Ba added: "Sir, I asked you to have less contact with Mrs. Rong."

Yi Rui guessed that her husband probably didn't want to have too much contact with these ladies, which would affect her talent plan.Those mothers are the most contagious to educational anxiety.

"By the way, Uncle Ba, if you have time, you can go to Lufthansa and tidy up that house. I will have a study party with my friends there in a few days."

"Okay, ma'am."

After asking, Yi Rui went upstairs, picked up a primary school Chinese syllabus, and flipped through it.

(End of this chapter)