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Chapter 1197 Our Family Ai Ai Needs a Rest

Mother An was also very displeased, whether these two people had common sense or not, this was the speed at which Ai Ai was looking forward to her early death.

"I said Aunt Ai Ai, you have grown up so much, my family Ai Ai is still in confinement, you let her eat so many cold fruits, what are you thinking, I don’t know, I thought you had never had children, and you don’t understand human affairs. I even wonder if you are Ai Ai’s relatives.”

An's mother's temperament has long been spoiled by An's father, she doesn't care about anything, she can say whatever she wants, and she doesn't give Zhu Yanhua and Song Ruyi any face.

"Mother An, I'm sorry, I didn't think too much about it, it's my fault." Zhu Yanhua still didn't forget to scold Song Ruyi: "I told you not to buy fruit, but you didn't listen, why don't you call the family to give it to Ai?" Bring over the stupid eggs prepared by Ai."

Song Ruyi was so scolded that she almost burst into tears, and Ai Ai said Qiqi: "Aunt An, I haven't given birth to a child before, so I don't understand these things. It's the fruit I prepared for Ai Ai. Don't blame my mommy."

"So it's a good thing I'm here. If I wasn't here, what should I do if my Ai Ai really ate the fruit you brought us and something happened?" Mother An cast a sharp look at the woman sitting in front of the bed. Fake mother and daughter.

In fact, she is not an aggressive person, but facing the two women, she is inexplicably disgusted, and she always feels more aggressive.

Unlike Ai Ai's relatives.

"Our family, Ai Ai, needs to rest." An Zichuan issued the order to evict the guests.

The mother and daughter still said uninterestedly: "Ai Ai, what do you want for lunch, I will ask the family to make it for you. There is a new chef in the family, and you haven't tasted it yet."

"Thank you, aunt, no need, I can't eat too much now, I can only drink some light millet porridge."

Song Ruyi pretended to be sad and said: "Ai Ai, there will be another child after it's gone, so don't be sad, take a good confinement, eat more, it's not nutritious to eat only these soups and water, I let the family The chef here brought black-bone chicken soup here at noon today."

He said it with sincerity.

But hearing Mama An and An Zichuan's ears was extremely piercing.

Mother Ann: "Although his little grandson is a little young, I heard that he ate a lot that day and night, and his crying was loud enough that he could not stop in the entire incubator." '

An Zichuan: "Although I haven't seen my son's real face yet, I've seen the photos. He still eats a lot and lives well. Why doesn't this Song Ruyi wish for her family's Ai Ai to be better." '

Zhu Aiai smiled slightly, looked at the doting mother An, and said, "It is true that we must take good care of the confinement child. I will strive for a speedy recovery and give Mommy a granddaughter."

Mother Ann immediately burst into tears with excitement.

"Baby, although I really want a granddaughter, but compared with your body, I still hope that you are healthy and healthy. I think it over, I don't want a granddaughter, maybe this is my life." Mother An said The sincerity of the face.

Zhu Aiai's heart was warm. It was not easy for her mother-in-law to treat her like this because she was not related to her.

Now how much she hopes that her mother-in-law is her biological mother.

There was only warmth in Zhu Aiai's heart, and tears could not stop flowing down.

Mother An was terrified, immediately picked up the tissue beside her, wiped Zhu Aai's eyes, and reminded: "Baby, don't cry, you are still confinement, it is not good for your eyes."

(End of this chapter)