Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

There are too many people who want to see Si Tianqi. People in their class have to queue up if they want to see him. The monitor of several classes has agreed on a time. It's their turn to visit their class tomorrow. It's just Saturday. There is no class. We have an appointment to see Si Tianqi in the afternoon.

Jiang Mengxian thought she couldn't go empty handed. She had to take something with her. After she came home, she looked at the kitchen at home.

There is everything in the kitchen, especially eel, and there are a lot of game.

Lian Xiwan has a strong taste and likes to eat game. What kind of frog eel is his favorite. Jiang Mengxian has a shadow in the kitchen and usually doesn't dare to go into the kitchen. Today, she suddenly went to the kitchen and didn't find what she wanted. She asked the housekeeper to call and ask the manor outside the city to send two native chickens.

Outside the city, there are special farms for Lianxi and Anhui, which grow a lot of vegetables, fish ponds and pig pens, and raise a lot of poultry.

As soon as the housekeeper called, he sent two native chickens outside the city the next day and shut them in the kitchen.

On Saturday, Jiang Mengxian had breakfast and went into the kitchen.

Jiang Mengxian is in the kitchen!

The trivial things at home can be immediately known to Lian Xiwan who is far away from home. Even if Jiang Mengxian comes to a great aunt, Xiao Chun should immediately report it.

Overseas Lian Xiwan found out the monitoring at home. Sure enough, she saw Jiang Mengxian enter the kitchen and seriously boil water, kill chickens, pluck hair and wash meat.

Is she going to make chicken?

For whom? Why did you suddenly think of making chicken today?

At ordinary times, even Xi Wan didn't see her in the kitchen at home. She actually went into the kitchen today!

Lian Xi Wan, who was thousands of miles away, felt a great sense of crisis and called Lian Xiaoyun.

"Your mother is going to make delicious food for other children!"

The ball who was still playing the game also felt a great sense of crisis. She rushed into the kitchen and supervised Jiang Mengxian. After seeing her kill the chicken, she washed the chicken and put it into the pot of stew with many ingredients. It was boiled over a high fire and stewed slowly over a low fire.

She usually doesn't even bother to move the next noodle. Why did she start stewing chicken today?

The ball frowned and felt that it was not so simple on the surface.

He has to observe.

Jiang Mengxian sat reading while staring at the fire. After reading for a while, she played with her tablet computer.

She logged in to buckle and saw that Xi Xiaofeng's support group was very active today. The small fans in the group came out and were discussing something fiercely. When she looked at it, it was actually discussing Xi Xiaofeng's birthday.

The group leader said, "it's president Feng's birthday in a few days. Should we also say it!"

Another administrator said, "we pursue stars rationally. We do what we can. What we give is our own intention. The key is to use our heart."

Everyone at the support meeting began to discuss, including jewelry, clothes and shoes for those with money, advertising space at the bus station for a month, food and hand-made trinkets for those without money.

Is Lian Xiwan's birthday coming? It seems that these days.

Should I give something to myself?

Jiang Mengxian didn't know what to send.

I don't know if I can see it!

Since the addition of Xi Xiaofeng's backup group, Jiang Mengxian has not spoken, but she has actively participated in any activities of the backup meeting. More often, she spends money, such as replacing the small wings on the backup clothes with big wings.

At that moment, she opened the recent movie tickets. Even Xi Wan's movies were still playing. She packed ten sessions at a time and sent them to the group.

"I have nothing to send. I have wrapped up ten films and sent them to the administrator. Everyone goes to the administrator to get the ticket code."

The fans of the backup club were boiling and bubbling one after another.

This group is not an official backup group, but a group of fans who created it spontaneously. Several administrators are Xi Xiaofeng's iron powder. They have liked him for many years and are willing to do things for him without salary. People may not know their existence, but they still work and complain.

Jiang Mengxian felt very satisfied after she sent the package session to the administrator, although she knew that even Xi Wan would never see her and her fans do this.

Some little fans have no money and can only give others.

"I drew a watercolor painting for brother Xiaofeng. It's a still photo of the film!"

"I edited a video!"

"I cover a song for president Feng!"

Jiang Mengxian watched everyone drying out the gifts he had prepared for Xi Xiaofeng. She was stunned for a while. Suddenly, she ran upstairs, found a pen, found a stack of stationery paper, spread it out on the table, dipped in blue ink with sandalwood flavor, meditated for a while, and wrote on the letter signing paper.

As a Xueba, Jiang Mengxian's pen writing is very good. Her elegant thin gold body is the same in width, and her writing is correct. She looks good enough to make calligraphy notes.

The tip of the pen rustled on the letter paper, and soon it filled a page.

While writing, she thought, holding her cheek, looking at the wisteria climbing quietly out of the window, she suddenly smiled, her face was slightly red, and the corners of her mouth continued to write with a smile.

With a great sense of crisis, Qiuqiu quietly stood behind her and watched her write. At a glance, she saw a line of beautiful words:

You are a light of my life.

Qiu Qiu ran out in panic and quickly sent a message to Lian Xiwan:

"Mom is writing a love letter!"

Lian Xiwan, who received the news, was stunned.

His chick is writing a love letter! To whom?

Even scenery, even snow pole? Or Zhang zeqian?

That's great!

Call heiba and heijiu to keep an eye on her!

Lian Xiwan wanted to see which smelly boy Jiang Mengxian was writing love letters to stew chicken soup!

If he finds it, he'll have to castrate him!

Jiang Mengxian finished writing the love letter and read it word by word:

You are a light in my life, which not only dispels the haze of life, but also weakens the melancholy in my trivial life,

Your halo is warm, integrated into my flesh and blood, and flows your tenderness with my blood,

Soaked in my limbs and bones, invisible hands touch my bones and my flesh.

……

The more she looked, the more shy she was. She couldn't read any more. Blushing, she put the three full stationery away, folded it and put it in a big envelope, carefully sealed the mouth, wrote the recipient, address and zip code, and then wrapped it in newspapers and put it in her backpack.

The chicken soup was soon cooked. Jiang Mengxian asked Qiu Qiu to have dinner and found that Qiu Qiu smelled a face.

Of course, the ball always has a bad face. She's used to it.

Fortunately, Jiang Mengxian also knew that she had stewed chicken soup and asked him to eat it first, which showed that she still had him in her heart. As a later son, her sense of crisis suddenly disappeared, but he kept the sense of crisis belonging to Lian Xiwan at any time.

After drinking two bowls of chicken soup, Jiang Mengxian filled two long insulated soup cups with chicken soup, put them in her schoolbag and was about to go out on her back.

The ball immediately chased up: "where are you going?"

Jiang Mengxian said, "the ball is good. Today I play at home. I went to see Mr. Si."

I went to see a doctor! Not to make delicious food for other children!

But the ball's sense of crisis still didn't stop: "what were you writing just now?"

Jiang Mengxian blinked and said meaningfully, "this is the little Mimi!"