The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"Why? Not enough? Why don't I go to the lounge to coax you?" Meng Ying winked at him.

Mu Yuansheng's ears were hot, and she held her hand, "Talk about business."

"What I do with you is the right business." Meng Ying pursed her lips, but let go of him, pulling him to sit on the sofa.

Mu Yuansheng said: "In the past few days, Meng Xin hasn't been out during the day, but went shopping at night, bought children's clothes and toys, and went back."

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows, "She is not constricted at all."

"I asked, if it's an ordinary kid, as long as you take her away and let her abandon the kid, you will be eaten back. But if the ghost with a higher moral character, if the owner is taken away, it will avenge the owner. Yes. This kind of yin spirit is an introduction made with hard work, just like a child, protecting the mother."

"so smart?"

"Meng Xin is not at all afraid of being tied up. I guess she raised this one, I'm afraid it's a bit good."

Meng Ying thought about it seriously, "Her painstaking..."

Mu Yuansheng asked, "What can you do?"

"Shan Wu has contacted his master, and his master's friend heard about this and has already set off for Yucheng."

"Can you solve it?"

"can."

...

Meng Ying and Mu Yuansheng returned to Xingyunju, but Zhang Di was missing.

Shan Wu said, "Auntie has returned to Meng's house."

"What did she do when she returned to Meng's house?" Meng Ying frowned. "Does she not know how terrible Meng Xin is now?"

"She said that there are still two chickens in the yard, and she wants to catch them and stew them to make up for her uncle."

"..." Meng Ying was speechless.

Shan Wu said, "Shao Zhang went with his aunt. He should be back now."

When the voice fell, Zhang Wei's car drove over.

Lifted a rooster and a hen from the trunk, Zhang Di also carried a casserole.

Seeing that Meng Ying and Mu Yuansheng were both there, Zhang Di's hands holding the casserole tightly.

"Yingying, Xiao Mu, you are back." Zhang Di walked over, "Just in time, I brought the chicken at home and will stew it for a while. You should accompany your dad first."

Meng Ying stood in front of Zhang Di, "Did you see Meng Xin?"

Zhang Di's eyes dodged, "No..."

"She won't go out in broad daylight. When you go back, she won't know about such a big movement?" Meng Ying glanced through Zhang Di.

"Sister, I saw it." Zhang Wei held the rooster in his left hand and the hen in his right hand. "However, she didn't say anything, just watched us take the chicken away."

Meng Ying squinted, "Nothing to say?"

"No. She is far away from us." Zhang Wei said, "However, that face is as pale as anything, and it looks really scary."

Meng Ying looked at Zhang Di, but Zhang Di lowered her head.

...

dinner.

Zhang Di brought the chicken soup, and everyone took a bowl before the pot came up.

"Yingying, drink soup." Zhang Di put the chicken soup in front of Meng Ying.

"Thank you, Mom."

Zhang Di smiled, "Thank you. I can't go back there now, so I only have these two chickens. If I want to eat my own home after eating, I will have to wait another year."

"What's the problem with this? Let Zhang Wei buy a few chicken cubs tomorrow, and keep them in the yard here." Meng Ying stirred the soup, which was a little hot, and didn't rush to drink it.

Zhang Di kept staring at the bowl, "Okay. From now on, I will stew chicken soup for you every day."

"You drink first, and I'll bring a bowl for your dad." Zhang Di took the chicken soup upstairs, "Yingying, you drank the soup while it was hot."

"Ok."

Meng Ying watched Zhang Di push the door into the bedroom, and she glanced at the chicken soup in the bowl.

Zhang Wei had already drunk a small bowl and sighed very contentedly, "Auntie's soup is really nothing to say."