Let's get remarried,Mrs.Lu

"Dad, what beautiful clothes?" Song Wan turned his head and asked Lu Jingnan seriously.

She won't give up until she asks an answer today.

"Well, that..."

"It's not a beautiful dress. It's a wedding dress. My mother wore it when she was the bride." Lu Yicheng had an eye to see that his father was embarrassed, so he changed the topic and planned to help his father.

He knew that the wedding dress would not be brought back, because his father wanted to keep it secret from his uncles and didn't intend to let others see it first.

In his father's words, we should blind everyone on the wedding day.

"What about the wedding dress? Did you bring the wedding dress back? Also, did you take photos of your mother?" Song Wan was very active and stubborn to seek an answer.

Yes or no, Dad, you always have to say a word.

"There are still some details about the wedding dress. The brothers and sisters haven't been dealt with yet. My father asked them to take it back and deal with it again." Lu Jingnan said, "as for the photos, since my mother is so beautiful, do we have to ask a professional photographer to take pictures for my mother?"

"Yes." Song Wan nodded.

"So, Dad's photography technology is not good. It's not cost-effective in case he doesn't look good on his mother. So, after waiting, let someone else take a good picture for his mother, okay?"

"Good." Song Wan clapped his hands, just like a beautiful mother.

"Well, good daughter."

After passing the customs, Lu Jingnan winked back at Song Ruyi.

The implication is that she won't open her mouth to coax such a coax daughter. How lazy she is. She is a mother.

Song Ruyi will tell Lu Jingnan how she plans to be a lazy mother with practical actions in the future.

"Dad, I'm so good. Do you and mom want to invite me and my brother to a big meal?" Song Wan tilted his head to reward.

Song Ruyi: "poof..."

This requirement is now more and more.

Before Lu Jingnan spoke, song Ruyi directly refused.

"No, I don't have a big meal every weekend. I go home today and have dinner with my grandpa, grandma, Grandpa and grandma."

Song Wan tooted his mouth, not very happy.

Lu Yicheng comforted her, "the food at home is also very delicious. Don't be unhappy. Our teacher said that the things outside are unhealthy and unsanitary, which can't compare with those made at home."

Song wanwan hugged his chest with both hands and said pitifully, "brother, I like to eat outside. There are more children outside. My father always said he would give us brothers and sisters, but look at my mother's belly. It's been so long and hasn't bulged up. There's no little brother and sister in it."

Lu Jingnan: "

Lu Jingnan held the hand of the two-way wheel. After listening to her daughter, she almost couldn't hold it.

His daughter is really considerate. He doesn't need to urge him to have another baby. His daughter helped him urge his daughter-in-law.

I'm so happy. I must reward his good daughter today.

Huh?

What are the rewards?

Just cook in person and bake her daughter some egg tarts she likes. Girls like sweets, and little girls like them even more.

She is good to his father, and he, who is a father, should be good to his daughter.

Song Ruyi choked again and looked up at Lu Jingnan's smiling face. She was really angry and stared coldly. "Did you teach her to say that? You gave her such courage?"

"Wife, it's really not me." Lu Jingnan quickly denied.

When the daughter-in-law is really angry, she still looks terrible.

Song Ruyi hums again. She will believe that there is a ghost.

Song Wan replied loudly, "it's not taught by my father, but by the children in our class. She said that her brother and sister live in her mother's belly. Her mother's belly is bigger than football and basketball. She said that she will have a brother and a sister soon. She also said that I have only one brother. It's no big deal."

Thinking of these, Song Wan felt wronged.

There will be three children in their family soon, but they have only two. They are so few and lonely.

"I think my mother's belly is so flat. There must be no brothers and sisters living in it, otherwise they will suffocate. Dad, how can I make my mother's belly bigger? Do you want to pump some air inside? Like the teacher inflating basketball?"

After being wronged, Song Wan began her exploration again.

Song Ruyi thinks these questions about her exploration are more troublesome than those 100000.

Song Ruyi's face turned black. The girl's mouth became more and more outrageous.

How old are you? You care about such a problem?

You have to have a big belly like a basketball, not big, and you have to inflate it. What a mess?

"Good daughter, come on, dad tell you, mom..."

Before Lu Jingnan finished speaking, he was blocked back by song Ruyi, "shut up, otherwise, hum..."

Lu Jingnan explained with a smile, "what are you nervous about? I haven't said it yet."

Song Ruyi: "

Is she nervous?

Well, she'll see what he's going to tell his daughter.

"Dad, you say." Song Wan is very curious.

Although she hasn't seen a belly as big as a basketball with her own eyes, if she wants to put a basketball into her mother's belly, shouldn't she be very uncomfortable?

Did she and her brother come out of her mother's belly?

Song Wan wants his brother and sister and loves his mother. It's very contradictory.

"That's very simple. Dad has magic. When Dad performs magic, your mother will be happy, and then you will have brothers and sisters." Lu Jingnan said with a smile.

The child is too young to understand so many explanations.

Anyway, there are many wild ideas in the child's mind. If her father had magic to tell her, she wouldn't ask again.

Originally, magic has no explanation.

I can't explain.

Sure enough, after Lu Jingnan said that, Song Wan was silent. What she knew about magic was that every magic was a magician's secret.

If the secret is to be solved, the magician can't change magic.

It turned out that her father was also a magician.

That's great.

Song Ruyi didn't expect that Lu Jingnan could pass the pass. She was really nervous just now. In fact, the child's world must be very simple.

Even if today's children are precocious, their world is still very simple.

*

When they got home, the two children went to play with their elders. There was a cook preparing dinner in the kitchen. Bai Yongwei called back and said she would not come back for dinner. She wanted to live a world of two with Lu Shenqiu.

Song Ruyi went upstairs to clean up. Old lady Lu said to her, "will you have dinner when you go downstairs?"

"OK, grandma."

Song Ruyi went upstairs, and Lu Jingnan also went upstairs.

Song Ruyi had a sudden inspiration when she wore the purple fishtail wedding dress before.

The purple wedding dress is not easy to match with the necklace. Lu Jingnan didn't choose any of the necklaces to match the purple wedding dress.

All she could think about was the gravel necklace, the color and the style handed over to her by her aunt. She thought it could match.

Moreover, the necklace is almost versatile. She thinks it can match every style of rainbow wedding dress.

Therefore, in order to save some money, she plans to persuade Lu Jingnan to return those necklaces. She doesn't need them.

Moreover, she doesn't need so many jewelry. It's one thing that she doesn't like to wear jewelry. Those things fall on her hand, she doesn't have a chance to see the sun, and she can't live with those things.

After washing his face, song Ruyi saw Lu Jingnan come in, "why did you come up?"

"They said I was my daughter-in-law's dog skin plaster. Of course, where is my daughter-in-law and where am I? What's the matter?" Lu Jingnan raised an eyebrow.

"How dare I have any opinion?" Song Ruyi said.

Lu Jingnan followed up. She suddenly didn't want to take out the necklace so early.

Even though the necklace was not worth much, it was left to her by her mother. In her eyes, it was priceless and worth collecting better than anything.

When she got married, she wore the necklace left by her mother. She believes that this is also of great significance. Lu Jingnan will never object to her opinion.