Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 308 Love is always like me, love the world with love

The tradition of the Chinese family has always been strict father and mother.

So Yang's father beat his son, and Yang's mother, like Guoguo, felt sorry for Yang Fan, and quickly scolded Yang's father: "How old is Xiaofan, and you still beat him? These years have not improved his skills, but his temper has become more and more serious."

After kicking someone, Father Yang felt a little regretful and impulsive, because he really didn't have much ability.

And the son seems to be getting more and more capable, and he is in two boats.

His wife and granddaughter's protection of his son made him a little embarrassed, and he said in a low voice: "Some time ago, there was news that because of a relationship dispute, the father-in-law wiped out the son-in-law's family, leaving only his own daughter. I am not worried about us. Is it on the news at home too?"

Yang Fan didn't care and said, "Dad, don't worry, nothing like that will happen."

When Yang's father and Yang's mother were feeling relieved, Yang Fan said again: "Even if our whole village is wiped out, we won't be able to make news. The power of their two families is far beyond your imagination."

Yang's mother couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped her son lightly: "Are you really messing around?"

"No, we communicate normally." Yang Fan asked Guoguo, "Little padded jacket, does daddy have a girlfriend besides your mother?"

"That's right." Guoguo's performance proved that she is a veritable little padded jacket.

Yang Fan is very satisfied.

Yang's father and Yang's mother are a little confused, the relationship is a bit complicated.

With their literary literacy, it is really hard to understand.

At this time.

Guoguo said again: "Father, I don't think sister Qianqian is your girlfriend, but sister Yueyue is."

Yang's father and Yang's mother were stunned.

What's the mess, there's another girl?

"What's going on?" Mama Yang couldn't sit still.

Earlier, she urged her son to find a girlfriend, fearing that his son would not find one.

It's all right now, let's look for three.

Yang Fan held his forehead, it may not be a good thing for a child to be too smart.

Thirteenth Aunt couldn't tell, but the little girl had already noticed it.

Not to mention the three treasures, he had made out with Shisan, Qianqian, and Yueyue in front of them, but luckily they couldn't speak.

But not talking doesn't mean they don't have their own thoughts. Recently, they despise and dislike him more and more.

If it weren't for the fact that he was their breeder, they would probably have broken up with him long ago, and they would never have any contact with each other.

"Don't make a fuss, Guoguo's mother introduced me to a girlfriend named Liu Qianqian. Liu Qianqian didn't like me, and neither did I." Yang Fan said.

Guoguo sat in Yang Fan's arms, blowing on the electric fan, very cool.

There are no toys, but she can play with the buttons on Yang Fan's clothes for an hour.

As long as it's Dad's button, Dad's there too.

"That's it." Yang Ma breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Fan said: "Her sister has a crush on me."

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Mama Yang was stunned.

Father Yang was also taken aback.

"I also fell in love with her sister." Yang Fan didn't plan to hide it from his parents, because without accident, within a few months, Shisan and Liu's sisters will come to visit the house.

Whether they will come together, in twos, or alone, he is not sure yet.

"You..." Yang Ma was too angry to speak.

Yang Fan comforted: "Mom, don't be too happy. Both of them and I are just spiritually favored, and we didn't do any overstepping. It's just a flash in the pan. I'm not obsessed. They should think the same as me."

Gun Gun has already gone back to the house to rest on his stomach, and after hearing this, he wants to go out again, and doesn't want to listen to this scumbag talking nonsense.

"Am I happy?" Yang's mother was very worried.

When my son didn't have a girlfriend, he had trouble sleeping and eating.

The son has a girlfriend and is restless again.

Pity the parents of the world.

Is this the hard-to-recite sutra in every family?

Yang Fan stopped talking about his emotional affairs, and let his parents digest this part first.

"Guoguo, are you hungry?" Yang Fan led the little girl to the dining table near the wall in the hall, and lifted the silver-white aluminum table cover.

There is nothing on the dining table, only an induction cooker, a hot pot pot, and a set of dishes.

"I'm hungry." Guoguo lay on the dining table, looking for food.

After Yang Fan put down the table cover, he lifted the lid of the hot pot.

The bottom of the pot and the leftovers seemed to have no appetite, so Yang Fan asked Yang's mother, "Are there any other leftovers?"

"In the refrigerator there are only fried radishes with red peppers and fried green peppers with chopped water spinach, but there are eggs and frozen meat that have not yet been cooked. I will go to the backyard to pick some green vegetables. Do you want to eat fried vegetables or just hot pot?" Food and clothing is the most important.

"Let me check the refrigerator first." Yang Fan got up and went to the room on the right side of the hall to look.

This room is specially used to store the refrigerator and enlarge the ingredients such as rice and soybeans. There are several huge pumpkins on the ground, and a few bunches of red peppers hanging by the window.

Open the refrigerator, a plate of fried dried radish with red pepper that looks very appetizing, lying quietly on the top shelf.

Next to it is a plate of stir-fried green peppers with crushed water spinach, which is full of color and fragrance.

Dried red peppers and radishes may be a bit spicy, but fried green peppers with water spinach should be moderately spicy, and the fruit can be eaten open.

On the next floor of the refrigerator is a pot of porridge, commonly known as porridge.

The rice grains are full, one by one, white and fat, soaked in the porridge juice, very layered.

Compared with the messy millet porridge, Yang Fan prefers to drink this bright rice porridge.

If you don't pick fruit, you can eat what you give.

"Mom, just warm up the dried radish and water spinach. I'll have porridge with Guoguo." Yang Fan brought out these two dishes.

He called Mom, but it was Dad Yang who helped heat up the dishes.

Father Yang took two plates of leftovers with a blank expression, and went to the side room to warm up dishes for his son and granddaughter.

After the leftovers were picked up, Yang Fan brought out the pot of porridge and put it on the dining table.

"Father, I'm hungry." The little girl lay down beside the dining table and stretched her neck to look into the pot.

The cooked rice grains are white and fat, and the porridge juice is as light as water, like the spring water on the mountain, sweet and delicious.

This is the rice porridge from my hometown that my father said.

Don't look at it, just thinking about it makes Guoguo salivate.

Well, it's also possible that you won't swallow your mouth after reading it, so let's imagine.

Guoguo stopped watching and begged her father to bring her a bowl to drink.

"Wait a minute, the dishes aren't ready yet." Yang Fan said, "Dad, go take a shower first, and come back to eat together."

"Yeah, Dad, wash it quickly, do you need my help?" Guoguo asked.

"No, it's okay to ask your mother to help." Yang Fan wanted to say something, but seeing Yang's mother's eyes, he stopped talking and went to find clothes to take a bath.

When Yang Fan came back from the shower, he saw his parents sitting by the side, staring at Guoguo sitting there drinking porridge.

A spoonful of porridge, a mouthful of dried radish, and a mouthful of stir-fried green peppers with water spinach, her eyes never left the two dishes, the porridge bowl, or the spoon.

Yang's father and Yang's mother next to him, no matter what they asked her, she didn't respond, and they ate with gusto.

Looking at Yang's father and Yang's mother, they thought it was some kind of fairy food, swallowed from time to time, and wanted to bring two more pairs of bowls and chopsticks to taste together.

(End of this chapter)