80s: Little Sweet Wife

Xiaozhu and his sister and brother had a good discussion, let him sleep well today, and start his tragic life tomorrow.

"Okay, I really don't understand you. What's good about sleeping? There are delicious and fun things outside, and you can make new friends. It's much more fun than staying at home." Lele really didn't understand.

The little pig snorted softly, too lazy to explain.

Not in the same dimensional space, he could not understand even if he explained it.

Alas... the hero is lonely!

On the second day, which was also the last day of the three-day period, Meimei made up her mind to take Xiaozhu to the hospital for examination tomorrow. No matter what Yan Mingshun said, she would not listen. If the problem was found out earlier, it could be treated earlier.

In short, she has prepared for the worst, even if Xiaozhu really has IQ or other problems, she will still raise Xiaozhu well and will not give up on him.

Yan Mingshun didn't bring back the stinky tofu this morning, because he said he didn't need to bring it. He was looking forward to this day very much, and wanted to see if the little pig could really talk and walk.

If he guessed correctly, the younger son should be very sensitive to smells, so he would smoke the pig with pee. They are brothers, the people who know each other best in the world.

Today, Yan Mingshun doesn't need to go to work. He has almost handled all his business affairs. He deliberately stayed at home and waited for the surprise of his younger son.

Aunt Fang put breakfast on the table, millet porridge, xiao long bao, leek box, potato omelette... light and nutritious.

"This potato omelette is made for the little pig. He loves it the most. I'll deliver it first. The little pig should wake up." Aunt Fang put out some omelettes by themselves, ready to hold them.

Little pigs don't eat meaty food, nor do they like to eat strong food, such as chives, coriander, celery, etc. The little guy doesn't even touch it, he just likes to eat light food.

"You don't need to send it up, little pig brother will come down and eat by himself."

Lele ate a xiaolongbao in one bite and said vaguely.

Meimei said angrily: "You are talking in your sleep, when did your brother come down to eat by himself?"

"Get down today!" Lele swallowed the buns, raised her head and roared upstairs: "Yan Xiaozhu, can't you get down?"

"Here..." A milky voice came down from the upstairs.

The big guy's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the stairs in unison, only to see the little pig's shoes, who were still sleeping, slowly descending the stairs step by step...

Meimei twisted **** Yan Mingshun in disbelief, Yan Mingshun grinned in pain, and said helplessly: "It's not a dream, the little pig can really talk and walk."

"Oh my god...Little pig, why don't you give mom a little time? Just leave...it's great..." Meimei finally realized that she wasn't dreaming. The youngest son could really speak, and he would walk.

The youngest son is not mentally retarded, let alone an idiot, God bless him!

Meimei rushed forward and picked up her little son, and kissed his face several times. Grandma Yang and the old man also came over to kiss him a few times on the left and right. It was extremely rare.

"I have to go and offer incense to my ancestors, the heavens will open their eyes!"

The old man was very excited~www.readwn.com~ He didn't even bother to eat, he limped to serve the incense.

It's all his credit for making a fuss and flat mouth, and it's not a matter of the sky!

"Little pig, call me mother." Meimei looked at her little son hopefully.

"Mom!" Piglet called out obediently, but it broke the eyebrows.

There was no need to teach me eyebrows at the back, and the piglets called out in turn, "Dad, too grandma, grandfather, grandpa Lao, grandma Fang..."

Not a single one was wrong.

"Let me just say, my great-grandson is extremely smart, but I just don't want to speak. I understand it better than anyone else!" Grandma Yang was very proud.

Yan Mingshun hugged the little pig and asked, "Why don't you talk or walk?"

"Sleepy!"

The little pig wrinkled his nose, yawned a lot, grabbed the egg pancake and ate it, hurriedly finished eating and went to sleep.