The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Grandma Yao woke up and recovered well, but Yao Zhenjiang was hospitalized because of his high blood pressure.

"You bad old man, get well and leave the hospital quickly. Don't bother these little people." Look at this one. The small faces of both have become thinner.

And Gu Chunhai. When she was unconscious, Gu Chunhai was running a long distance. The original three-day journey just made him come back one day and one night in advance. These days, he took care of the old couple day and night, and the whole person lost two circles.

The bad old man nestled in the hospital bed and laughed like a fool.

Gu Lingling led Yao Jingsong out.

"Go back to bed and I'll come here." She said to her brother.

"Oh." Yao Jingsong nodded.

Since he held Gu Lingling and cried that day, the younger brother's status has been established.

In the past, I could talk back and say that I was my brother, but now, I have no face to say it.

This is not, Gu Lingling's sister's money is also slippery. But Yao Jingsong still likes this feeling.

"Gu Lingling," Yao Jingsong suddenly turned around and called her.

"What's the matter?" Gu Lingling stood there looking at him in doubt and asked.

"It seems that I have never called you." Yaojingsong said that he was a little shy here, "sister."

"What?" Gu Lingling didn't hear clearly and asked.

"If you can't hear it, forget it." Yao Jingsong ran away with a dark face.

This smelly girl is intentional.

Gu Lingling laughed and shouted behind him, "call me louder next time, brother."

Running Yao Jingsong almost stumbled and fell.

It must be intentional!

But the smile on the corners of my mouth is thicker.

But in a villa in Kyoto, the atmosphere is extremely depressed.

"Waste, are a group of buckets." The man angrily smashed the cup in his hand, "you can't handle a weak old lady. What's the use of keeping you?"

Because of anger, a few strands of neatly combed white hair also ran to the forehead.

"Master, my men know they are wrong." The man kneeling on the ground bowed his head and begged for mercy.

But the man didn't listen to him at all. With a cold smile, he said to the people next to him, "go and deal with it."

Such a small thing can't be done well, and even let the other party find it. Not only that, the old woman even woke up. She's really a loser.

If I had known this, I would have killed it directly.

"Master, is that little girl really..." the housekeeper next to him whispered.

"Whether it's true or not," said the man, "treat her as true."

"No hurry, take your time." The man licked his hand, which was broken by the glass slag that fell the cup just now. "The cat always plays a good game before catching mice."

"It's boring to die too soon." The man smiled and said, "I just want to let that old man taste what it means to be separated from his wife and children."

"How's the old thing?" He asked, "if anything goes wrong again this time, don't come back."

"Su Changsheng has accepted this reality and looks very beaten." The housekeeper said respectfully, "I have no doubt about the tomb."

It's mainly that the room they arranged, plus the purse, are real and effective. Even if Su Changsheng is suspicious, he won't be suspicious of these things again.

In addition, the man they chose was also trained and looked a little like Tian Wanfeng.

All these add up and Su Changsheng can't help believing it.

Believe it or not.