Auntie Went Down To Raise Her Cubs, But She Was a Sensation!

  Chapter 14 As long as I don’t feel embarrassed, others are embarrassed

"Tell you! Don't think too much of my uncle, you have to treat her as me, no, as an ancestor, you can hear it!" Yan Zongchen is anxious, the young uncle is everyone's little uncle, The whole teacher said it was done, no one can think about it!

  The answer to him was the sound of closing the door of the car. The car moved away, leaving Yan Zongchen behind to swallow his exhaust gas.

"Cough cough cough, little bastard! I want to marry my little uncle, let's dream!" Yan Zongchen coughed and walked back, the phone cracked, and soon there was a message that the little uncle was going to study in Seventh Middle School. , And bought a house! !

  No, the grandson’s itinerary will continue to be adjusted!

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  In the past few days, Lin Qiang got up at 5 o’clock every day. It’s not difficult for him to get up early. At Lin’s family, he often gets up at 4 o’clock in the morning to work. Now it’s nice to get up at 5 o’clock to sleep for half an hour.

  After getting up, he opens the live broadcast as usual, and then exercises according to the training table.

  Three kilometers of thunder every day can't move, plus frog jump, obstacles, drag tires to jump up the stairs, after a few days, Lin Pangpang only feels that he is dead again.

  I’m tired...I’m going to die...

  While meditating that this is definitely more comfortable than at Lin's house, she glanced at the live broadcast room, it was really quiet, and the number of fans had not changed for half a year, and it was fixed at 94, which is an extremely auspicious number.

  Young is stimulus: Grass, did you start broadcasting at five in the morning? Haven't given up after more than a year? ? You are really not suitable for live broadcast!

  Looking at the only reply, Lin Qiang smiled. This is his only old fan. It is a fixed audience. He often hits him regularly. It is not suitable to keep his mouth shut and insist on letting him give up the live broadcast.

  Lin Qiang ignored him, only ran three kilometers in earnest, and lowered his head to record: "After the three kilometers, it was 100 leapfrogs..."

  Young is exciting: ugly is boring enough, is this still live broadcast of morning exercises? You might as well go to the square dance for this, and it's more exciting to twist the coquettish curve with your fat body than to do this!

  Young is stimulating: Hey, what about you, hurry up and close the live broadcast account!

These contents made Lin Qiang fall into low self-esteem once again. He was beaten and scolded for many years. His self-confidence was easily wiped out by himself. The more he felt that he could not do anything, the less motivated he was. Does not work.

  He really is a waste of nothing.

   Downturned and walked into the restaurant, looking up, you could see my sister-in-law's milk.

Lin Jian sat in the main seat indifferently, her white cheeks were covered with a faint gold in the morning light, and she was wearing a snow-white gown on the floor. Her black hair was hanging down like silk strands, and her black eyes and red lips were set off, like a painted traditional Chinese painting. The ink is stained with red, red and hazy.

  Lin Qiang stayed in a daze, my sister-in-law was really beautiful, and she was really much better than him.

  He subconsciously touched the phone, took it out, but only dared to face himself.

   I lowered my head and ate the vegetables, but the dishes in the mouth were very sweet, and there seemed to be a hint of warmth in my stomach. Lin Qiang was a little confused. This dish seemed to be different from what he had eaten before.

   "Auntie, this dish is delicious."

   "Of course, your aunt's hand planted it." Lin Jian looked smug, and she was watered by secret methods. It's hard to make an elixir these days, and Lingzhi can barely grow it.

   "Auntie, it's so big here!" Lin Qiang looked around as he ate, it was really big, bigger than the Lin's villa.

"What's the big deal? My sister-in-law used to live in a larger house than here, and it occupies seven hills." Lin Jian looked nostalgic. In her previous life, she founded Menzong. She had three thousand disciples. Seven hills were not enough to live in. What is it like now? , The land shortage is terrible.

  Hearing that Lin Qiang was silent for a while, sister-in-law is good at everything, but it’s not very good to brag. Now the hills are all public. Where do you go to occupy the hills and still have seven? ?

But Lin Jian’s voice continued. After all, it seemed to her to be true. It was really nothing embarrassing: "I want to wait for the hundreds of people in the house back then, and the thousands of people waiting for the outside house. Your little aunt’s orders are answered by thousands of people. …" Lin Jian sighed, and Lin looked fat and embarrassed.

  This is getting higher and higher. It’s a live broadcast, my sister! !

  (End of this chapter)