My Previous Fraternal Twins

Tang Wanrou stretched out her thumb and said in Dong yaai's ear, "Mom, well done."

Dong yaai raised her eyebrows and was very happy when she thought that all Tang Wanxin's efforts had been wasted. "This is just the beginning. We want her to take back what we have lost one by one."

Tang Wanrou nodded, suddenly remembered Tang Guoxing and asked, "Mom, have you seen your father recently? How's his situation?"

"No, there are so many things. I haven't taken the time to see them, but I should be out of danger, otherwise Tang Wanxin would have killed me." Dong yaai thought of Tang Guoxing, and the resentment in her heart suddenly rose.

Tang Wanrou held Dong yaai's hand and said, "Mom, does Dad leave anything else of value?"

Dong yaai thought carefully, shook her head and said, "no, your father gave the company to the man's daughter. She didn't leave us anything. I worked hard with her all my life and got everything in the end. If I knew today, I wouldn't marry him at that time."

Then Dong Ya's eyes turned red. Don't turn your head and stare hard to keep your tears from flowing down.

Seeing this, Tang Wanrou quickly held Dong yaai in her arms and said softly, "Mom, it's okay. Dad was confused for a while. Maybe dad had nothing to do at that time."

After a pause, he continued, "what's more, you still have me. I will take care of you for the rest of your life."

After hearing what Tang Wanrou said, Dong yaai was still warm in her heart. She stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and restore her previous tenacity. She smiled and said, "yes, mom and you, what you lost from your father, I must take it all back from Tang Wanxin."

Tang Wanrou nodded heavily, and an imperceptible smile came up at the corners of his mouth: "Mom, let's take it back together."

Looking back at Mo Zichen with eyes on the hospital bed, Tang Wanrou said in a low voice, "Mom, I heard that Mo Zichen is likely to recover. If only he woke up, where does Mo Shi Chen have anything!"

Dong yaai's eyes flashed a smile: "let him buy Tang's and transfer it to your name."

Tang Wanrou and Dong yaai smiled at each other.

At this time, Zhang's mother's voice sounded in the ward: "the second young grandmother has dinner."

Dong yaai looked back and saw an old man with gray hair, wearing an improved Chinese white Hanfu, with a well-dressed jade pendant hanging around her waist. There was a circle of white gauze around her forehead, and a red halo could be seen at the position of the wound. Although she looked gray, the whole person looked very good.

Dong yaai looked at Tang Wanrou suspiciously and asked, "Rourou, is this?"

Tang Wanrou loosened Dong yaai and said with a smile, "Mom, this is Zhang ma. My mother-in-law brought me here to take care of my daily life."

When Dong yaai heard that it was the person arranged by the master mother of Mohism, she dared not neglect it. She nodded to her with a smile.

Then he turned back and said to Zhang Ma, "Zhang Ma, this is my mother."

Mrs. Zhang smiled and put the cooked food on one side of the table. She turned and stretched out her hand and said politely, "hello."

"Hello." Dong yaai smiled and came forward to hold mother Zhang's hand.

"I haven't eaten yet. I'll make some more," said Zhang Ma, who was about to go into the kitchen.

Before falling in love, Dong Ya grabbed Zhang's mother's arm and said, "Zhang's mother doesn't bother. I've already eaten. You eat first."

Mother Zhang nodded, saw the fruit on the table, looked at it and said, "this durian has a high calorie. If pregnant women eat too much, it will cause fetal development to be too large and it will be difficult to give birth at that time, so Mrs. Dong will come and buy less next time."

Zhang Ma picked up the avocado on the table and continued: "the second young grandmother of avocado can eat more. There are very trace elements in it. Eating more is good for the child."

Tang Wanrou's smile did not decrease after hearing this, but she was very clear in her heart. Zhang's words seemed to be asking, but she told Tang Wanrou and Dong yaai that Tang Wanrou's diet would be controlled by her again.

"I see, mom Zhang, just listen to you." when Tang Wanrou came down from bed and saw the food in front of her, the expression on her face suddenly changed.

Crucian carp, tofu soup, tomatoes, eggs and broccoli. Tang Wanrou didn't like them. She looked up at Dong yaai and blinked.

Dong yaai immediately understood Tang Wanrou's meaning and said, "Mom Zhang, I feel a little hungry. Why don't you make some more meat and I'll eat it with Rourou."

With a kind smile on her face, Mrs. Zhang said, "Mrs. Dong, the diet of the second young grandmother is matched by the senior nutritionist of Mohism, so if you are hungry, the old slave will make you one alone."

Looking back, he said to Tang Wanrou, "second young grandma, these quantities are calculated by the nutritionist. You should finish all the dishes and soup."

The expression on Tang Wanrou's face was frozen in place. Looking at Dong yaai's eyes for help, he said gently, "OK, mom Zhang, I know. You should no longer make something for my mother, and then wash some fruit. I want to eat grapes."

Zhang Ma took out her mobile phone, looked at it and said, "second young grandma, the fruit after this meal is half avocado and ten cherries."

Zhang Ma suddenly ran into the kitchen, took out a small mention of nuts and put them in front of her: "these are the nuts you want to eat today. They are all produced by Mohist's own farm without any addition and naturally dried."

After hearing this, Tang Wanrou suddenly regretted that she was hungry. She looked pitifully at Zhang Ma and said, "Zhang Ma, if I eat so many things, I will become very fat."

Mother Zhang scanned up and down Tang Wanrou and said, "no, you are too thin now. If you don't have enough nutrition, it will not be good for your child's development. Moreover, this is a recipe configured by senior architects. These are just the beginning. You will eat more later."

Tang Wanrou saw that Zhang's mother didn't enter the oil and salt, so she had to shut up and push Dong yaai in the dark with her hand.

Dong yaai said again, "Mom Zhang, this soft girl has loved meat since childhood. She can't eat any meat when she is pregnant, otherwise she doesn't have any oil and water."

Mrs. Zhang stood up straight and smiled back: "Mrs. Dong, oil and water alone can't supplement too much nutrition. The children of the Mohist school are fed according to the recipes of the Mohist nutritionist, so please don't add jobs to the old slaves."

Dong yaai choked back on what she wanted to say. She reluctantly looked back at Tang Wanrou, and then said, "if you know Zhang Ma, do as you say. You can still eat some of these fruits?"

Zhang Ma took out her mobile phone again and said, "in the recipe, except for cherries and avocados that can be eaten these days, everything else can be eaten later, so Mrs. Dong should take the rest back to eat later. All the things that grandma Er Shao eats are sent by special people. You don't have to bring anything later."