The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Old man Su and grandma Yao kept company with Tian Wanfeng. After a day, Tian Wanfeng's world moved forward for several years. Now qian'er is five years old.

"You can braid her up." Tian Wanfeng said happily, "what qian'er likes most is to wear pigtails and beautiful skirts."

"Xiao Qiao, are there any more cloth we have prepared? I want to seal qian'er with a cheongsam. She will love it."

Grandma Yao wiped her tears. "Yes, yes, I bought a little rag and made a cheongsam for the little girl. It must be very cute."

The cheongsam is made of small broken flower cloth. When Yao Ruqian was young, grandma Yao really sewed it with her.

"I know her size." Grandma Yao said, "I'll cut it, miss. You can sew it. Your workmanship is excellent."

Tian Wanfeng was really happy.

Two people can do whatever they want.

But she was old and stupid for so many years. Although her craft was still there, her eyes were no longer good. "Come on, girl, help me put the needle through."

Pointing to Gu Lingling, she said.

This is the first time she has spoken to Gu Lingling.

"Xiao Qiao, whose child is this? It's so beautiful." Tian Wanfeng came up to grandma Yao and asked with a smile, "when my qianer grows up, she must be a handsome girl."

"Yes, she is very beautiful. She is famous in eight villages." It's a pity that the red face is short of life.

Thinking of Yao Ruqian's early death, grandma Yao felt sad and even felt sorry for Tian Wanfeng. She didn't handle the things that the young lady told her.

Even, some dare not think, if Tian Wanfeng wakes up and knows that Yao Ruqian is no longer alive, can he support it.

Thinking of these, grandma Yao felt ashamed.

Tian Wanfeng listened to grandma Yao's words and was very happy. "We have to check our son-in-law in the future. We must find someone who loves qianer, just like brother Sheng."

Suchangsheng, "..."

Bowing out.

Holding the handrail on the corridor, I cried silently.

What kind of good son-in-law is he.

No one went up to comfort him, and he didn't need comfort at this time. He needed to be alone.

In the ward, the nurse suddenly ran out, "doctor, the patient in bed 16 woke up, and the patient in bed 16 woke up."

Sixteen beds?

That's guochunda's ward.

Two people living in a large general ward looked at each other, and one of them nodded.

Then the other came out of bed, covered his stomach and pretended to go to the bathroom. When passing Guo Chunda's ward, he looked inside and into the corridor. No one noticed him.

With a flash, he quickly ran into Guo Chunda's ward.

That vigorous posture, where is it like a sick person?

As soon as he grabbed the oxygen mask connected to Guo Chunda's mouth in the ward, he was caught.

It's the man in the hospital bed.

Isn't guochunda dying? Aren't you unconscious?

How can you be so strong.

The man still wanted to resist, and a handcuff was hung on his hand.

The speed was so fast that he couldn't help reacting.

The man looked at the visitor in surprise, and saw that the other party gave him a cold smile, and divided him by three and five. He had no resistance at all.

In the ordinary hospital bed, at the same time, his accomplice was also caught.