80s: Little Sweet Wife

"Why so much? How much does it cost..." Ren Qianqian was dumbfounded. The gift was too expensive if there were not more than ten or two hundred thousand in this big box. three-inch room

"I can't take it. It's too valuable. You can take it back and give it back to your dad. I'm helping you out of friendship, not for money. There's no need to give things." Ren Qianqian pushed the box back to its other side. In front of the grid, resolutely refused to accept.

"Of course I don't need to send things for the friendship between you and I, but it was given by my father. He even prepared for your child. If you want to return it yourself, I will not return it." Qiqi pushed the box again. When I went back, I didn't notice that Ren Qianqian's expression was stiff, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Ying Banpai and I are going to Dink and have a woolen child. It's useless. Take it back!"

"Don't take..."

The two pushed the box back and forth on the table, looking impatient, they pressed the box and pushed it in front of Ren Qianqian.

"Uncle Bagan's heart, I take it for you!"

Ren Qianqian had no choice but to accept it, but she picked out the child's jewelry and wanted to share it with Meimei and Qiqi, "I really don't need these, let's share it with Bao Rina and Lele!"

"Nonsense... Those couples who keep saying that they want DINK, all of them regret it. Don't follow the fashion. Just play for a few years. You must have a baby before the age of 30, otherwise the older you get, the more troublesome it will be!" Meimei Angry lectures.

Ten couples who clamored for DINK, half of them had to DINK because they were sick and had to DINK, and the remaining half, at least half of them would definitely regret it when they were old, and then they became elderly mothers and tossed themselves enough!

In a traditional country like Huaxia, if you really want DINK, but your parents, seven aunts and eight aunts... will jump out to criticize you and accuse you. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to stop this kind of bombardment, and they can persist until The last few.

Ren Qianqian is the only daughter, and Yingjugang has only one son in his family. No matter which parent he is, they will never accept Dink. Ren Qianqian is still young, and in two years, the parents on both sides will definitely be the same as urging her to die. Urge them to have children!

Ren Qianqian is very determined, "We must be real DINK, we are so busy every day that it is difficult to even raise ourselves, and there is no time to raise children, Ying Banpai and I have no confidence in educating the next generation, let's not harm the motherland flowers!"

"Everyone thinks like you, how can this society continue? I really don't understand what you are thinking. Do your parents know about Dink?" Meimei asked.

Ren Qianqian's face changed slightly, panic flashed in her eyes, and she said, "It's still early, I'll talk to them in two years."

Meimei frowned slightly, Ren Qianqian's performance was a bit strange, I had never heard her say that she wanted a DINK before, and Ren Qianqian also liked children very much. Both her Jia Lele and Bao Rina liked being with Ren Qianqian. Let's play together!

He clearly likes children so much, but now he suddenly says that he wants DINK, which is incredible!

"Can your parents agree?" Qi Qi also disagreed. With children, the family will become more popular, and the relationship between husband and wife will be more stable. Like Chang Qingshan, after all, it is only an example.

Ren Qianqian lowered her head and said vaguely, "Having a baby is a matter for me and Ying. What can they do if they don't agree? We can't force us to have a baby!"

"Qian Qian, are you hiding something from us?" Mei Mei became more suspicious.

The Ren Qianqian she knew was not such a selfish person. Even if her father had done so many heart-wrenching things, Ren Qianqian still forgave her father, and now she is very filial. Such a kind girl would never Say something as willful as you are now!

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