80s: Little Sweet Wife

In fact, Meimei can jump down on her own, even less than half a meter. With her body flexibility, she can easily do it, but she doesn't want to jump by herself, she just wants to act like a spoiled child in front of Yan Mingshun and let him Get off the car.

Xiong Mumu, who had just jumped out of the car, saw this scene clearly and snorted from her nostrils. She had to be hugged by Yan Mingshun even at this height. The dead girl is really hypocritical!

Hmph, he will have to keep an eye on it for the next few days, what is the task given by the sixth cousin!

Yan Mingshun's grandmother was a kind-hearted old lady. She had prepared lotus seeds and tremella soup long ago, as well as watermelon from Jingshui Town all night long, and greeted Meimei and the others for afternoon snacks.

Mo's house is a newly built red brick building, with six rooms and two floors, and two large yards in the front and back. It raises a lot of chickens and ducks, as well as six pigs and two cows. At first glance, it looks like a solid farmhouse.

Mrs. Mo took the medicine prepared with ginseng for a hundred years, and her body recovered very well. Most of the chickens, ducks and pigs at home were served by the old lady, and they had to cook meals for the whole family, which were well arranged.

Meimei is the daughter of the mayor, and Yan Mingshun's little green plum, and it is the 100-year-old ginseng that she got, so that Mrs. Mo can get better. Based on these points, the Mo family is very enthusiastic about Meimei, and it is completely VIP-level. The reception made Meimei embarrassed.

The dinner was very rich, all the birds and beasts were full, and most of them were game from the mountains. Mrs. Mo's cooking skills were very good, and the food was cooked on a firewood stove. The taste was very special, even better than the food in the big restaurant.

"It's delicious, I can eat another bowl of rice."

It was the first time that Meimei ate food made from a firewood stove, and she was immediately captured. Her favorite food was the rice cracker, which was charred and crunchy.

"Eat less rice, this is too strong, it will swell up when you enter it, and it will hurt your stomach carefully."

Yan Mingshun didn't let Meimei eat too much rice cake. It used to be like cat food.

"But I want to eat it." Meimei raised her voice involuntarily, making everyone in the Mo family feel tender.

Be obedient, the mayor's daughter is so coquettish, tsk tsk, it's really killing people!

Yan Mingshun resisted and did not pick his ears, and avoided the girl's big eyes, fearing that his heart would soften when he saw it, he took a piece of meat from the fish belly, put it in the eyebrow bowl, and said in a deep voice, "You can't eat it. If you eat fish meat, the meat on your stomach has no thorns."

Meimei shrugged her nose, she failed to act like a spoiled child, and she had to make persistent efforts!

I don't know when it started~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She became very fond of acting like a baby in Yan Mingshun's place. Every time she saw Yan Mingshun helpless or angry, but had to follow her appearance, she was very happy .

This made her feel that she was special in Yan Mingshun's heart and had a completely different status from others!

Anyway, that's what she thinks, that's why she acts like a spoiled child from time to time, increasing her weight in Yan Mingshun's heart little by little!

Because, she found that she fell in love with this future chief, no, it should be said that she could not do without it.

In the past few years, Yan Mingshun has basically handled everything big and small for her. Whenever something happened, the first person she thought of was always Yan Mingshun, not Zhao Yinghua and his wife.

She couldn't even imagine how she would continue without Yan Mingshun in her life?

Although Yan Mingshun was staring at her, Meimei still ate too much without realizing it, and burped several times. Yan Ming took her out for a walk to eat and admired the night view of the mountain village.

It was a beautiful date, but two super light bulbs followed, which ruined the atmosphere.