The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Two days later, Ning Mengyao went to Baishan Village, inside their villa.

Seeing the familiar things inside, the smile on Ning Mengyao's face is more obvious.

The town’s generals are their homes, but Ning Mengyao feels that this villa is the root of their family.

Jomo Mapin looked at this Zhuangzi, and his eyes were full of surprises: "Is this the mother's house?" The town's generals Fu has already made Jomo Mapan very surprised. Now I see this beautiful, unscrupulous Zhuangzi, full of eyes. It was a surprise.

"Yeah, this is our home."

Ning Mengyao, they haven’t come yet, and Yang Lele, who heard the movement next door, has already walked out of his waist.

Yang Lele has been pregnant for more than eight months now. The stomach is already very big. On the side, Lei An is nervous and holding on the side, and he swears from time to time.

The two people’s kindness makes Ning Mengyao smile.

"Le Le, how did you come out?"

"Yao Yao, you finally came back. I just heard the voice of talking, so I came out to see it. I didn't expect you to be back." Seeing Ning Mengyao, Yang Lele's heart is very happy, if not Ning Mengyao. She does not have such a life now.

Xunzi had just been diagnosed and pregnant in the previous period, but the month was still small, less than two months. Now their family is already eating and not wearing, and the days are also very good. The same is true in the village. The elderly at home are at home. Looking at the house, the young man is working in the workshop, and the child is going to school in the school in the workshop.

It’s just that she still wondered when Yao Yao came back, and now she is finally looking forward to it.

"Ryan, you are holding Lele and sitting inside, be careful."

"I know the blind man." Lei An knew in his heart that the nephew was back, and his wife was definitely not willing to take it with him at home.

After the group entered the house, Jiang Quan and Qin’s mother were all smiling on their faces.

"Mrs. Miss, you are back."

"Jiang Shu, my mother-in-law, we are back, my mother-in-law, you have arranged a room for the maple tree next to the little monkey. If there is nothing, let the people below buy it."

"Mother does not need to, I live with my brother." This time they are like this, Jomomo is sleeping with him most of the time, and now there are very few people around Ning Mengyao.

"Brother, sleep." Jomomo reached out and grabbed Jomo's neck, and said it was cute.

Ning Mengyao squeezed his hand to pinch Jomo's little face: "If you have a brother, don't you want a kiss?"

"Mother." Jomo Mou showed a big smile at Ning Mengyao. The pink gums had two small white teeth that had just grown out, so don't be so cute.

"In this case, your mother-in-law brought you Maple, and you took your brother to go downstairs to rest for a while."

"Mom, I know, then let's go up first."

After Qiao Mofeng went upstairs, Ning Mengyao and Qin’s mother-in-law said about the identity of Jomo Feng, and told them that after the Jomo Maple was the young master of the family, no one would be slow to him.

After handling the good things, Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Lele: "Le Le, you are born soon? Are things ready?"

"Quick, I am ready for the clothes and shoes."

"That's fine, I don't know if I am a son or a prostitute. There are still a lot of clothes left by the little monkeys here. I will give you some later." When Jomo Mou was still not born, the family began to give Prepare the clothes, and later they were sent by Merlot, and the clothes could not be worn at all.

"Then I will thank you first." Yang Lele has nothing to do with the meaning of wearing clothes.

The older generation said that it is okay for the children to wear old clothes, not to mention that she knows that the clothes of the nephews must have not been worn at one time. After all, his clothes are too much prepared and can’t be worn at all. .

Two women chatted at the side, and Qiao Tianchang also called Lei An to ask him about this time.

"Boss, you don't know the military, his good deeds are near."

"Is it? It’s really a happy event."