Mixed Miners

"You said it!" Han Xinglin looked at his face with a smile. "My sister and I have seen a few sets of Xiaoxue, and Xiaogu said that it is too expensive to buy it!"

"Buy, go buy it, buy the tailor and the shop, and then do the clothes for you!" Yang Ling said with a big smile.

"You, I am used to her!" Han Xue gave him a gentle look.

Yang Ling looked at her softly and said: "Of my woman must be used to it, Han sister, don't save me in the future, a medicinal medicine is enough for you to pile up a house."

Yang Ling said as she touched her soft body and touched it. She touched her mouth and said: "Wow, this dress is so complicated, let's go to the room and study it!"

After he finished, he didn't wait for the two women to talk. He picked up one of his hands and ran to the bedroom.

In a short while, there were a few surprises and surprises in the bedroom.

"Wow, this red belly pocket of Han sister is so beautiful!"

"Hey, Linlin is not bad, why is this duck so high?"

"Hey, big fool, this is not a duck..."

"Hmm~~ um~~oh~ah~~!"

Under the temptation of the two women's classical Chinese costumes, Yang Ling's desires and fires were completely ignited, and there was a continuous battle in the bedroom until noon, only to be satisfied with the speeding of the car with the face still flushed with Han Xing Lin went to see the old man.

Today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. Although Han Jianming is working in a government unit, he is now a section chief, but the unit is relatively leisurely. In the past few days, he has not gone to work. It is basically a holiday. He is sitting at this time. Watching TV news on the sofa, Han Xinglin’s mother, Qin Wenju, also sat on the little horse to pick the vegetables.

"Old Han, call your baby niece, this girl doesn't know what's going on, I won't go home soon after the New Year! I don't know if I was turned away?" Qin Wenju was slightly dissatisfied while picking vegetables. I took a look at the husband who was lazy on the sofa.

Han Jianming said calmly: "As long as you are worried, she is with her little aunt, where can I be turned?"

Qin Wenju left the dish in her hand and said: "The three sisters have disappeared since the divorce. They have never been to our home, and so good work has been quit, and I don’t know what she thinks, thirty. A woman, it is not a way to be single, old Han... Our unit has a good man, less than forty years old, and has been married once, or not..."

Han Jianming stunned his wife and interrupted her. "The three sisters are not suffering enough? She is so big, her own affairs are their own, and I think I am guilty. I didn’t see that Xu Tao was a beast, otherwise She will not introduce her to her, but she did not expect to have harmed her for so many years, and she never blamed us, hehe~!"

Han Jianming sighed and turned off the TV. "You should not mention this again in the future!"

Qin Wenju nodded, and then some weird said: "You have heard of it, that Xu Tao is dead!"

"Dead?" Han Jianming sat up in surprise. "How did you die, why didn't I hear about it?"

"I was a colleague who had inadvertently listened to the unit. He had a relative who was the chief of the Public Security Bureau. Last month, the household registration section had a very strange file of accounts, and he once told him. He inquired about it, that person is Xu Tao."

"The scum, it's best to die!" Han Jianming said angrily.

"I heard that Xu Tao is self-abuse in his own home. When he eats more of that medicine, he has an illusion, cut off his life roots, and then cuts himself with a fruit knife and is wounded everywhere. Three days have elapsed. I have been lying in the hospital for half a year before I die. I heard from my colleague’s relatives that it was very miserable. The whole body was shrunk into a group, almost starving to death!” Qin Wenju was very embarrassed.

"Live it! The worse the death, the better, the dog* day!" Han Jianming took a sip of the teacup, and it seemed that a haze disappeared in his heart. After a while he touched his chin and said: "Xiao Yang has not come for a long time. After that, Lin’s head came back several times and didn’t mention it. Could it be that they broke up?”

Qin Wenju stayed for a while, and his face changed a bit and changed a few times and said: "Look at me, it’s a good point. The little Yang people are good, but they don’t take us seriously. They don’t come for half a year. Look at it, you don't call me to play, the day after tomorrow is going to be a new year, I have to figure this out, this stupid girl is a bit ribbed, I am afraid she has something to look at before we don't go home!"

Qin Wenju rubbed her hand on the apron and stood up to get the phone on the table.

"叮~咚~"

At this time the doorbell rang, and she turned to open the door, and she sighed in her mouth. "When you have to eat lunch, how come there are people?"

When she opened the door, there was a guy standing at the door, carrying a big bag of gifts in her hand, a charming smile on her face, "Aunt Qin is good!"

Qin Wenju stunned, and then quickly pulled the door open and smiled and said: "Xiao Yang is coming, come in!"

"Mom~!" Yang Ling showed a small head behind him, and his face was still wearing a blush. He shouted carefully and quickly buried his head behind Yangling.

Three people madly lingering in the Wisteria Mountain Villa for a whole morning. At this time, the spring tide on the face has not completely faded. Suddenly I saw my mother, and my heart was like a nest of bunny rabbits running wildly. I don’t know what to do.

Qin Wenju sneaked a bit, and it was really her own daughter who shouted her mother’s beautiful and unspeakable gimmick. How could she not see it for two or three months? How could it be like a long return, like a 23-year-old girl? It’s like a little girl who is reading high school~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although I can see my eyes hiding, there seems to be a kind of unclear taste.

After Yang Ling and her future mother-in-law had greeted each other, they walked into the house with a big mouth and put everything in their hands on the table. Then the dog’s legs were facing Han Jianming’s face and laughing. “Han Shushu is good! ”

Han Jianming happily stood up and smiled and said: "Come on, come and buy so many things to do? Not allowed in the future!"

"There is nothing wrong with it, some of the souvenirs brought back by friends, and the last kind of fruit wine..."

Yang Ling’s words have not finished yet. Han Jianming’s eyes are bright, and he can’t help but walk to the front of the table and open a pocket. Sure enough, there are a few bottles of fruit wine inside, and suddenly nodded with a smile.

Qin Wenju closed the door and looked at her husband's appearance. She glanced at me silently. "Look at you, where there are some elders. You will remember Xiao Yang's bar all day long."

"Haha, that is, Xiao Yang, this wine, don't say that I remember, you also remember!" Han Jianming said with a smile: "You don't stay, just go to cook, and I will drink with Xiao Yang in a while." A few cups!" (To be continued.)