Reborn 1980's sweet wife is seductive

Chapter 1071 As long as a flower (monthly pass 100+)

"Don't tell me, we don't know anything, so we are more worried. I haven't slept well these days!" Zhang Hualian gave Tang Yue a hard look, and she said that she had been restless these days, and asked Tang Yue if she When something happened, Tang Yue was also silent, not saying a word.

"And you." Zhang Hualian suddenly threw cannon fire on Lian Qingyang.

Lian Qingyang looked innocent.

"The day you went to Sushi, you clearly saw me and lied to me to go back to Haishi!" Zhang Hualian was talking about Lian Qingyang. Joy!

Being able to be with her daughter makes Zhang Hualian feel at ease in her heart.

"I, I'm not afraid that you will worry."

Lian Qingyang shrank his neck, and even his voice became weaker.

"Mom, this is Ding Ling, who was recruited by Bai Qing to take over Wu Xin's job, and she will protect Xiaoyue from now on." Meng Siyu said, even though he knew that Zhang Hualian would not use too much force, but He still feels bad.

"Hello, uncle and aunt, I'm Ding Ling."

Ding Ling had been quiet all this time, and now he heard Meng Siyu's words and introduced himself with a smile.

Zhang Hualian looked at Ding Ling, looked at the young girl, with baby fat facial features, she looked very small, when she smiled, dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks, the little girl looks pretty, but, protect Tang Yue, is this little girl too young?
"Are you 20 years old?" Zhang Hualian endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and asked.

Ding Ling nodded and said, "Auntie, I am 22 years old."

22, five years younger than Xiaoyue.

With Zhang Hualian's obviously disbelieving eyes, Ding Ling touched his nose and said, "Auntie, how about I give you a try?"

"No need." Although Zhang Hualian said so, her eyes were full of eagerness. In the future, she will protect Xiaoyue. If she is not as skilled as Xiaoyue, then who will protect whom?

Lian Qingyang looked around, Tang's father is old, so it's not suitable, mother is a weak woman, even more inappropriate, brother-in-law is injured, it's impossible to let my sister go to bed, right?
Lian Qingyang volunteered and said, "Ding Ling, how about we make gestures to make my mother feel at ease."

"it is good."

Ding Ling was not unhappy at all, her appearance was indeed very deceiving.

A group of people went from the living room to the big room next door that was specially reserved for Chen Chen, who loves to dance at home. This time, it just came in handy.

After 15 minutes, Lian Qingyang lost, completely.

Lian Qingyang looked at Ding Ling with a look of despair, and originally planned to show mercy, but this time, he lost the slightest thought.

In the past, he couldn't beat Bai Qing, so now he can't beat a 22-year-old girl, Ding Ling?
"Come again."

Lian Qingyang refused to admit defeat and came again.

Zhang Hualian opened her mouth intentionally, but Tang Yue quickly stopped her and said, "Mom, just let them make gestures. Xiaoyang will definitely be unhappy if he loses. Let him go. Anyway, he won't be hurt."

"That's right, but that little girl looks like a flower, she's really good at it." Zhang Hualian has completely convinced Ding Ling. She used to think that Wu Xin was already good enough, but now she took Ding Ling to Wu Xin. Put it on, it seems that Wu Xin is not so powerful.

The most important thing is that Ding Ling is only 22 years old!

She looked like a little girl.

Meng Siyu narrowed his eyes slightly, Bai Qing's training place really produced talents, such a formidable person.

The second time, Lian Qingyang lost even faster.

Lian Qingyang was lying on the wooden floor with a look of lovelessness on his face, why, why his skill has improved so much, but he couldn't even beat a little girl.

"Why is uncle so bad?"

Chenchen, who was secretly watching the battle, saw that her uncle had been knocked down. She ran forward on short legs, kissed him, and said, "Uncle, get up, we'll come again, come on."

Chenchen clenched her small hands into fists, cheering for Lian Qingyang.

"Morning."

Lian Qingyang was kissed by his niece, and seeing her encouraging eyes, he felt full of strength.

The heart that had already given up poured into Gan Lin again, he stood up again, looked at Ding Ling and said, "Come again."

Zhang Hualian shook her head, and took Tang Zhengde to the kitchen to cook. Lian He was injured in order to save her daughter, so they still made some supplements and sent them there.

Standing at the door early, the little man looked at Tang Yue. He was less than six years old. He had read a lot of books, understood a lot of truths, and knew a lot of things. What he said in the living room just now made Chenchen feel boring , I didn’t listen to it after listening for a while, but I listened to all of them early.

My mother was kidnapped, and my grandfather was shot trying to save my mother.

Zaozao just wanted to grow up quickly so that she could protect her mother.

He wants to eat more, be as tall as his father, and be as powerful as his father.

The result of the third time is self-evident.

"Uncle, it doesn't matter if you can't beat Aunt Ding. Anyway, you can't beat Aunt Bai. Next time, uncle will eat more." Chenchen's words were like a knife piercing his heart.

Lian Qingyang: "..." How does it feel to be despised by my niece?
Chenchen still didn't realize it, and was complacent, thinking that she had comforted her uncle.

Zhang Hualian knew that Ding Ling was amazing, and liked the little girl very much. She asked politely, "Xiao Ding, what kind of food do you like? Southern food? Northern food? Do you like it spicier or sweeter?"

"I like spicy food, Sichuan cuisine, the spicier the better, and..." Ding Ling was a little embarrassed, and said: "I like to eat chicken drumsticks, can auntie make chicken drumsticks for me once a week? Really, I can do it every month Just once."

Ding Ling has no other hobbies, but likes to eat chicken drumsticks. Unfortunately, the taste of her own cooking is not good, and the taste of the bought ones is not up to Ding Ling's liking. This time, I heard from Sister Wu Xin that the dishes made by Uncle Tang and Aunt Tang are very delicious. Therefore, I am embarrassed to make this request.

"No problem, as long as you like to eat, you can do it every day."

Zhang Hualian thought it was something, she said: "It happens that there are chicken legs at home today, I will make them for you."

"Thank you, Auntie." Ding Ling looked at Zhang Hualian excitedly. The dishes that can be praised by Wu Xin must be delicious, right?
Dinner was eaten very early. When Ding Ling saw the stewed chicken legs, his eyes sparkled. The color of the chicken legs was shiny and it made his mouth water. After washing his hands, Ding Ling grabbed them with his hands. After eating, she praised while eating: "Aunt Tang, the chicken drumsticks you made are really delicious, I like to eat them."

"My mother can also make many kinds of chicken drumsticks." Tang Yue said proudly.

"That's great." A chicken leg in Ding Ling's hand was bitten cleanly by her, and she aimed at the second chicken leg.

(End of this chapter)