Sweet Wife, be Good!

Qiao Jin looked at him warily, his wife's responsibilities and obligations?

What responsibilities and obligations does she have?

"Mr. He is really joking, some things have been cleaned up a few years ago."

Doesn't he find it ridiculous to say this?

If she is required to fulfill the responsibilities and obligations of his wife, what about his responsibilities and obligations as a husband?

He Xiasheng dialed a call and placed it in front of her.

On the phone, an old and loving voice came: "Xia Sheng, is Qiao Jin coming back for dinner at night? After talking for several days, you said you want to bring people back, why there is no news in this area. Did you do something to make Qiao Jin upset?"

It was Lan Xi, He Xiasheng's grandmother.

Qiao Jin grew up in Ho's family since she was a child. Lan Xi treats her like her own life, and has been loving her since she was a child.

Qiao Jin heard her eyes moist.

She resented He Xiasheng and would never forget the incident a few years ago.

But he couldn't remember any other person in the He family.

They treated her with all sincerity and did not cheat at all. In the past few years, she has been thinking of them all the time.

Only because she couldn't face He Xiasheng, she hardened her heart and refused to go back to see a few old people.

"Xia Sheng? Xia Sheng, why don't you speak? Is the signal bad?" Lan Xi's voice came again.

When Qiao Jin left, Lan Xi was a little old, and over the past few years, she has become even more old.

He Xiasheng said to the mobile phone: "Grandma, Qiao Jin is here, I will call her, you can tell her."

"It's Qiao Jin? Xiao Qiao, can you come back for dinner tonight? Grandma made a few of your favorite dishes for you. You must come back, OK?"

Qiao Jin choked a little and said in a low voice, "Grandma, I'm back."

"Well, come back, come back, must come back!" Lan Xi's joy was beyond words.

After Qiao Jin hung up the phone, she said lightly: "Is it because of this?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" He Xiasheng asked, raising an eyebrow.

Qiao Jin really felt that he was particularly owed.

Of course, I also feel that I owe too much to the old man. I really owe too much to the old man.

At the beginning, if you didn't insist on marrying He Xiasheng, and you maintained a brother-sister relationship with him, wouldn't the elderly need to worry so much?

Not so much as it is now, avoiding him, and forgetting all the nurturing grace of the old man.

"Then can I go?" Qiao Jin asked.

She is going to buy something to take home.

It can be regarded as a little bit of my own heart.

He Xiasheng was noncommittal and put away the phone.

After Qiao Jin picked up the computer, she straightened up, and suddenly felt dizzy and her face became pale visible to the naked eye.

"What's wrong with you?" He Xiasheng stretched out his hand to help her.

"Don't touch me." Qiao Jin stood still while leaning on the chair.

He Xiasheng's hand stiffened a little, and he put it back.

Qiao Jin was a little dizzy, with a splitting headache and some twitching pain in her stomach.

She probably understood what was going on.

During the weekend, few people who are unfamiliar with this kind of work environment can handle the work site for two days in a row.

Last night she had some symptoms of heat stroke after returning home. She drank some medicine to suppress the symptoms.

But I didn't expect that it was just suppressed.

The air-conditioning is probably blowing enough today, but it's getting worse now.