President Daddy is super strong

Yang Suqin came out of the room, the old man's eyes fixed on her.

"How about it?" he said eagerly

Yang Suqin smiled, "don't worry about it. The father and daughter are going on a trip and skiing."

The old man nodded, "it's OK. No matter how husband and wife have a fight, everything can't be done absolutely."

"I know dad." Yang Suqin's heart is warm.

Lunch began, a group of people gathered together, waiting for the old man to talk.

The old man waved and said, "dinner."

New year's Day is very happy for children, but for the old people who have been half buried in the loess, it means one year less and less spirit.

Fortunately, the whole family is still complete, and he has nothing to worry about. Even if he closed his eyes that day, he could go at ease.

During the meal, everyone's attention fell on Sun Zhenzhen's stomach, asking when the expected date of delivery was, what name it was, and so on.

Yang Yilin is sitting on the side of "pretending to die". He doesn't express his opinion, or he will be shot dead again later. He is still a little self-conscious.

As a result, some people still don't let him go. This is his dear mother.

"Yilin, do you want to reduce your workload and set aside more time for Zhenzhen and her children next year?"

All of a sudden, Yang Yilin was not prepared for the roll call. In a hurry, he swallowed the fish with a thorn and almost got stuck.

"It's to cut down on your work without saying no, don't you think so?"

All of a sudden, he became the target of everyone's attack. One person could drown him in one sentence.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of vinegar, he sat silently beside sun Zhenzhen, innocent and weak.

"I can work for a year." He just told the truth, but he was caught in the pigtail again.

"What do you want your kids to eat if you don't work for a year?"

"How can a big man not work?"

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he dare not lift his head because of the interlaced sounds. These relatives are really too aggressive. He has no power to fight back at all. Let's continue to play dead.

He almost had indigestion for this meal. When everyone had finished eating, he immediately withdrew from hiding.

I thought it would be safe.

As a result, the old man beckoned to him, "Yi Lin, come to my study."

Yang Yilin has a big head. Why do you call him?

Reluctantly, he followed grandpa and slowly entered the study.

"Grandpa, what can I do for you?" Before he was sure what it was, he kept a happy expression and pretended to be stupid.

"Take this." The old man opened the drawer and took out a red bag.

Yang Yilin was happy immediately. "You want to give me a red bag?"

"Who says it's for you? It's for the unborn great grandson. You can take it to Zhenzhen later." The old man glared at him, not angry.

"I can't take this. You'd better wait for your great grandson to be born and give it to him in person." Yang Yilin's lips are not for him. It's a pleasure.

"Let you take it, in case I can't wait for that time..." the old man is in a hurry.

"Bah, bah, what do you say? Touch the wood quickly. What do you mean by that? You can live a hundred years. " Yang Yilin immediately grabs the old man's hand and touches it on the table.

The old man gave him a disgusting glance, and then shook off his hand. "I'm not old enough to live for a hundred years. Hurry up and get rid of your things!"

Yang Yilin: "what did I do wrong?"?

He spent the whole day doubting life.