80s: Little Sweet Wife

Zhao Xuelin snarled his neck and roared, "You just got the certificate, you haven't done the wine, it doesn't count!"

Yan Mingshun glanced at him sideways, as if to say: What kind of onion are you!

He suddenly let go of his hand, Zhao Xuelin was caught off guard, his body retreated again and again, and almost fell on his buttocks. ◢Щщш.suimeng.lā

"My skills are too bad. I will practice hard when I go back. The selection standard of the Blood Eagle Brigade will be improved in the future. It will be shameful to recruit all kinds of cats and dogs." Yan Mingshun clapped his hands in disgust, talking to himself loud enough to Zhao Xuelin hear.

Zhao Xuelin's face turned purple, and it was only at this moment that he remembered that the stinky rogue in front of him was the commander-in-chief of the Blood Eagle Brigade and his immediate boss!

Morale immediately wilted!

But then he straightened up again. Now he is at home. He is the eldest brother and elder brother of Yan Mingshun. What is there to be afraid of?

Meimei glared at Yan Mingshun fiercely, and said, "My brother is already very good, what are you talking about!"

Yan Mingshun rubbed his nose, gave his uncle a non-smiling smile, and praised against his heart: "It's really not bad, keep working hard!"

Zhao Xuelin snorted softly, raised his chin arrogantly, and put on the notation of his eldest brother, but he was still quite sympathetic.

Even though my sister is married, she still thinks of him as a brother!

Besides, he has self-knowledge. Yan Mingshun is a pervert. There was a legend that the ten best members of the Blood Eagle Brigade attacked Yan Mingshun collectively. , Yan Mingshun easily defeated the ten team members and collapsed.

He has a pit in his head to compare with Yan Mingshun, he is a normal person, not a pervert!

Zhao Yinghua was still brooding about the photo, so he held his eyebrows and whispered, "Daughter, you have to have some snacks, go back to your room if you want to kiss, don't follow everything, Dad told you that men are cheap bones, you can't be right. He has a good face, we have to be reserved, you know?"

The corners of his brows and mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but ask, "Dad, did your mother hold it to you before?"

"How is that possible? Don't mention how docile your mother was back then. Just like that little sheep, your father and I told her to go east, and she wouldn't even go to the northeast..." Zhao Yinghua said with a radiant expression.

Thinking of Yan Xinya, who was only 18 years old at the time, at the age of a flower, and being so obedient in front of him, Zhao Yinghua felt hot in her heart, but she also felt a little more regretful.

The current wife, alas, is no longer the little sheep of the past!

Yan Mingshun took a cool look at his old Taishan Mountain, and asked his wife to pick a little sheep by himself, but he instigated his daughter-in-law to be a goat all day long.

Meimei glanced at Yan Xinya who was standing behind Zhao Yinghua ~www.readwn.com~ deliberately said, "I don't believe it, it's Dad, you are as good as a little sheep in front of Mom, right?"

Zhao Yinghua was unhappy, and glared: "I am a man of your father, and I am the boss of the family. Your mother has to obey me in everything. I asked her to wash the dishes, and she didn't dare to mop the floor..." ..

"Are you capable? Hurry up and cook dumplings!" Yan Xinya just reprimanded softly, and Zhao Yinghua was so frightened that she turned to look at her wife, and only then did she realize that she had fallen for her daughter's trick.

"Hey... Let's cook dumplings. Wife, do you like steamed or boiled ones?" Zhao Yinghua glared at her snickering daughter, looked at Yan Xinya in a friendly manner, and greeted her attentively.

"Dad, I want to eat fried dumplings!" Meimei raised her hand and shouted.

"Let your man fry!" Zhao Yinghua didn't bother to talk to this stinky girl who was trolling me.

He said so, but Zhao Yinghua brought out three steaming dumplings soon. The steamed dumplings were eaten by his wife, the fried dumplings were eaten by his daughter, and the boiled dumplings were eaten by him and his son.

As for the son-in-law, love it or not!