At the entrance of the chicken soup, the soup is delicious, rich and mellow, but it has no fishy taste. The general soup, no matter what the soup, is too strong, it will cover its own taste and become astringent.
But the soup made by the little milk tea doesn’t feel wrong at all. On the contrary, I drank one bowl and wanted to drink the second bowl. A bowl of chicken soup went down my stomach, and Anyang ghost reached out his hand habitually. Scoop the second spoon.
"Slow down! My mother didn't drink it!" Little Milk Tea slapped An Yang's hand off with a very quick response, muttering dissatisfaction with her mouth.
"Xiaoxin!" Little Milk Tea's mother deliberately prolonged the tone, and Xiao Milk Tea pouted and reluctantly filled An Yang with a bowl of soup.
It’s not that An Yang can’t drink it. It’s just that she cooked this soup all morning to replenish her mother's health. Her mother only had a little time, and I don’t know who will be gone when she is alive. Enjoying the things that are conditional in the world can be regarded as a matter of small milk tea.
"Auntie, just tell me if you have anything. You are welcome and don't get out of the picture. If I can do it, I will do my best to help you with it." An Yang said while drinking chicken soup.
"Actually—it’s nothing too big, I just want to ask—when will you and Xiaoxin get married?"
"Puff!" An Yang squirted out all the chicken soup in one gulp, spraying it on Xiao Milk Tea's face.
Little milk tea's first reaction was not to fight with An Yang, but to froze in place. Obviously, her mother's words also had a big impact on her. Little milk tea was totally lost.
I froze for a while before reacting, "I, I, I—I go to the bathroom to wash my face."
After that, he ran away in disarray.
"Doesn't our ward have a toilet? Why is this kid going outside?" Little Milk Tea's mother wondered. Of course, she didn't know that Little Milk Tea had nothing to do with An Yang. These were just for Xiao Milk Tea to beg An Yang. She said that her mother might be too. She won't live long, and before that, she also hoped that An Yang could pretend to be her boyfriend, so that her mother could leave happily.
This is human nature, and An Yang didn't feel anything wrong, and agreed to it, but now they don't have any particularly intimate actions, making people worry about being a mother.
Aren’t the young couples now quite open? Don’t you just get married before getting a license
Why don't the two of them seem to be in touch? At least I didn't see you holding hands
Could it be that our Xiaoxin is too shy? Excuse me
Well, it must be so!
If this is the case, I should urge them to get married sooner. Now Xiaoxin is not too young, 20 out of 1, and she can indeed get married. Once she graduates from university, she can bring children. It's a pretty good age.
What Little Milk Tea didn't know was that her mother had already planned these things for her in her heart.
"This—get married—I don’t think you can be too anxious, do you—" An Yang said tactfully.
Isn't this nonsense? The two people have no relationship at all, and they can't get married directly to discuss the issue of marriage.
"Xiao'an, don’t be afraid of your jokes. My family’s Xiaoxin is indeed a bit headstrong at ordinary times, but she’s still very general. She also needs to get married early to hone her. After she has a child, she will be more mature. Do not?"
"Ah? Oh, yes, yes, ha ha. Auntie is right." An Yang didn't know how to answer, so he could only agree with a smile.
"Then when are you going to have kids?"
"Planning next year—huh? Have a kid?!" An Yang almost choked to death.
"Yeah, don't you plan to have children?"
"Uh-no, no, of course not." An Yang smiled, "It's just about having children—Yu Xin seems to be a little bit scared. So she and I have been postponing the postponement."
An Yang didn't know how to answer, and she simply pushed Xiao Milk Tea regardless of the three or seventy-one responsibilities. Anyway, it was she who pulled herself as a backstop, and she would have to die together if she wanted to die.
"Oh, this child has been spoiled by me since she was a child. I will try to persuade her when she comes back. Don't worry."
"Good." An Yang agreed, thinking to himself.
Persuading a woolen thread has nothing to do with it. If you persuade her to let me do it
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Little Milk Tea hid in the women's bathroom, looking at her face in a large mirror in front of the sink.
Very beautiful beauty, even she herself agrees with this, her face is still blushing.
"Why do you blush?" Little Milk Tea murmured, wet a little more water, then took out a handkerchief to dry her face, and walked out of the bathroom to the ward.
As soon as she entered the ward, she saw her mother's stern face, she was shocked, turned her head to look at An Yang, and gave him a wink to ask what was going on.
An Yang gave her a self-seeking look, and the little milk tea quickly understood, "Uh, that, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have something left in the toilet. I'll go back and get it."
"Come back!" Little Milk Tea's mother coldly drank the doctor, Xiao Milk Tea's smile froze on her face, turned her head and smiled at An Yang, but she gritted her teeth.
"It's none of my business-your mother suddenly asked about this topic." An Yang used her mouth to prove her innocence to the little milk tea.
It's a pity that Xiao Nian Cha directly ignored him, and looked at his mother in kindness.
"Listen to Xiao An, you don't cooperate in certain aspects?"
"Huh? In what ways?"
"About—about—child-bearing." After all, I am an older person. The habit of the little milk tea mother has been retained until now. Naturally, it is not so open. When talking about this aspect, it is still in front of you. The face of her prospective son-in-law was naturally not very embarrassing, but in order to promote the relationship between the two people, she had to sacrifice it.
Don’t look at her mentally well today, but the cancer cells have spread. She also heard An Yang’s conversation with the doctor at the door just now. Knowing that she won’t live long, she can at least see her daughter put it on before she dies. The wedding dress smiles happily.
that's enough.
"Giving birth?" Little Milk Tea was stunned.
Just when I went out for a while, what the hell did that guy talk to his mother, oh my god, how come the problem of giving birth to a child as soon as he walked in.
"Xiao'an said that you don’t seem to be very cooperative in giving birth? Mom knows that women’s will inevitably be more painful the first time, but you shouldn’t avoid it because of this pain, right? Childbirth is a lifetime. Things, early birth and late birth have to be born, early pain and late pain both pain, besides, young couple, and this society is open, as long as Xiao An, you (turn your head and say to An Yang) if you are good to our family, Xiaoxin, before getting married There is nothing wrong with the matter, as long as the certificate is collected before the child is born."
"Mom—you are here, what are you talking about—" Xiao Nian Cha was already blushing at this time, bowed her head to death, did not dare to look at An Yang, her voice almost came out of her nose.
Having a baby—you have to have sex with him—have sex with him
I don't know why, Xiao Milk Tea just wants to blush.
[Brother End, what are you doing? What's the matter with the big sword in your hand, it's thick and big-shhh, don't talk, I'm squatting in the grass. Have you seen those who don't vote after reading the book? When they pass by, get them with me! 】