The doll is soft and delicate, and her skills are at the top of the 70 exam

Who told her that her milk was her father's real mother?

Does the son have to take care of what the mother does?

Anyway, if Mengmeng did something bad, she would look for her father. On the other hand, if her father did something bad when he was old, he would definitely have to look for her.

So Mengmeng's calculations are quite clear, let her father take care of it today.

One is a daughter and the other is a mother. Anyway, his father is not at a disadvantage.

In the brigade, New Year’s Eve pays attention to keeping the New Year’s Eve. In the past, there was no separation of families. A large group of people gathered in the main room to chat, but now it’s no longer the case. The main reason is that the men in the family are lying on the bed, let alone keeping the New Year’s Eve. Helped by others, otherwise it wouldn't look good if you fell into a latrine during the New Year's Eve, wouldn't it?

At night, the old lady entered the big room in the dark, "Oh, it's the new year, come, come, grandma, give me a red envelope."

Jiang Mengmeng's eyes lit up, and her short legs jumped off the bed, "Grandma, Gong Xi Fa Cai, here are the red envelopes."

"Hehehe, okay, okay," Xu Cuihua was very happy today, took out a red paper bag from her body, handed it to Jiang Mengmeng, and opened the door cheerfully.

The second stop of the old lady was Jiang Aihua's house. Jiang Yong and Jiang Zhi saw their grandma took out two red envelopes from their pockets, and they went around happily.

After hearing a few auspicious words, Xu Cuihua happily went back to the house with her hands behind her back.

Um?The third station?

It doesn't exist, the old lady is not going to go to the third stop at all.

Brother Jiang Lai was extremely envious when he heard the movement outside.

Look, the old lady doesn't follow the low-key route at all, and she doesn't care if others say she is partial.

The human eye is inherently biased. Can it be called the mind’s eye if it is not biased?

The youngest, Jiang Zhaodi, looked at it very openly, and sighed like a little adult, "Second sister, it's okay, grandma doesn't give red envelopes, but sister Mengmeng gave them. Come, come, let's open the red envelopes quickly."

At 12 o'clock in the morning, Baimei fell on the bed on time, "Oh my god, I finally made it through, girl, quickly take off your clothes and go to bed."

After admonishing the daughter, Baimei kicked the father's ass, "Hurry up and set off the whip, and close the door to sleep."

Jiang Aiguo rubbed his butt, with a resentful expression on his face, "Daughter-in-law, I'm still drunk."

"I think you're looking for a beating, don't get inked, hurry up." Baimei pulled the quilt over her head.

Don't keep her from sleeping.

Jiang Aiguo took out his diesel lighter, kicked off his shoes and went out.

Chi~ It's really cold outside with the evil wind.

At this moment, firecrackers have already been fired in the Beihai production brigade, crackling to indicate that the new year is booming.

At this time, you can see the benefits of a lighter. Take a look, when the cold wind blows, the second one trembles with his elbows and strikes the matches. After trying two or three matches, they just start to catch fire, and they are extinguished as soon as he squats down.

Jiang Aiguo turned his face away in disgust, you use matches to avoid the wind anyway, and to wipe the fire against the wind, why, your matches are divine fire, the wind can't blow them, and the water can't extinguish them?

After Jiang Aihua drank, his mind went numb. His elder brother had already blown up the firecrackers, and he didn't see him lighting up the matches.

He was so angry that he wished he could quit.

What did you buy?

My heart is full of fire during the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Aihua vented his anger with a match, but Jiang Aiguo couldn't stand it anymore, so he stuffed the diesel lighter into the third child's arms, "Use it up, give it to me tomorrow."

Who did the match provoke?

Tsk, he has a kind heart, and he just can't see his younger brothers being stupid during the New Year's Eve. Hey, sure enough, you can't drink too much alcohol. If you drink too much, your brain will become stupid.

In the room, Jiang Mengmeng happily hugged her plump, round little feet.

Dabao: "I found the sign-in location. It's New Year 1974. Do you want to sign in?"

Jiang Mengmeng: "Sign in."

Dabao: "You successfully signed in in New Year 1974 and got a bottle of body-building liquid."

After signing in, the check-in point of New Year 1974 turns black, which means it will no longer appear.

Jiang Mengmeng held the bottle, looked at the panel,

At the beginning of the 1973 check-in, the big data scanning was turned on, but this time it turned out to be a body-building liquid. In short, it makes people feel good after drinking it.

This name is really cute.

Is it soft enough to be cute, or is it necessary to be strong to be cute?

Otherwise, why would Dabao reward him for physical fitness on the first day of the new year? Mengmeng doesn't want to be healthy at all.

Are you upset about salted fish?Or is it not delicious to eat plain rice?Why do you want to urge her to keep fit? She thinks she can live to be a hundred years old.

Mengmeng is a good child, and loves to share good things, so the little fat man squeezed between her parents, with big nimble eyes looking left and right, carefully uncorking the bottle with her little hands, facing her parents It's just pouring out of your mouth.

Jiang Mengmeng, who had done something bad, clutched her thumping chest, gulped down the rest of the body fluid, and threw the bottle under the cabinet in the house.

That's all right now, there's no evidence of anything wrong.

When people are half asleep and half awake, their vigilance is the weakest. Jiang Aiguo blinked after being fed, "Tsk, sweet, girl, pour dad a glass of water."

Jiang Mengmeng pricked up her ears, looked at her father suspiciously, and yelled before opening her eyes, could it be a dream?Is it a dream?

So, does she pour water, or does she lie down?

The little fatty lying on the salted fish put his little hands on his stomach neatly, and closed his eyes in a happy mood.

Baimei narrowed her eyes and glanced at her daughter, smacked her lips, tsk, drinking sugar water at night, it's time for rotten teeth.

After the year is over, you must talk to your daughter.

The next day, the sky was bright, and the firecrackers of the Beihai Production Brigade went off again.

Do you think the sound of firecrackers is annoying?

Don’t you want Mengmeng to have a good sleep?

Jiang Mengmeng, who stayed up late and was afraid that she would not grow up, covered her head with a pillow, oh, it was too noisy, "Dad, can you wait for Mengmeng to wake up before setting off firecrackers, so that Mengmeng's ears are noisy."

As soon as Jiang Aiguo got up in a daze, he felt a burden on his back.

He really provoked someone.

Hmph, if you don't let the whip go, he won't let it go.

It's a pity that Jiang Aiguo didn't let him go, someone went to help him let go.

The old lady who got up early at the door looked at the big house without moving, and thought of the granddaughter's New Year's dinner yesterday, so she directly snatched the diesel lighter from Jiang Ainong's hand, found the whip from the dustpan at the door of the big house, and set it off.

Jiang Ainong: "...Mom, that's the big brother's whip..." Whose blessing do you keep letting go?

Jiang Ainong didn't dare to say anything when the old lady put on a serious face, and watched his mother put his elder brother's diesel lighter into her pocket, and then swaggered into the kitchen cheerfully.

Oh my god, diesel lighters are so exciting to use.

In the kitchen, Wang Xianghong was already on fire. The old lady had to pay attention to three meals a day in the first two days of the new year. It was a good sign and meant that she would have enough to eat in the future.

"Mom, hurry back to the house and rest. I've already kneaded the glutinous rice balls. I'll call you and Dad when they are cooked." Wang Xianghong said helplessly.

The old lady waved her hand, "You do what you want, leave me alone." Old lady, I want to boil sugar water eggs for my good granddaughter. I was busy in the kitchen all day yesterday, and my little granddaughter didn't eat sugar water eggs all day.