"You can make whatever you want."
Yan Xiangnuan listened to the menu announced by Aunt Song and nodded with a smile, feeling very comfortable.
Aunt Song is a very careful person and knows her taste preferences.
It's much more detailed.
Sometimes Yan Xiangnuan doesn't understand and doesn't notice, but she does notice: "But please hurry up, I'm really hungry."
Yan Xiangnuan said, raising his hand to touch his stomach. behave in a spoiled manner.
Aunt Song is a good-tempered middle-aged woman with a kind-hearted and good-tempered face.
She is a person that most people will unconsciously like when they see her.
Now she knows that Yan Xiangnuan is pregnant, and she also knows Pregnant people usually get hungry easily.
After all this morning, they must be hungry, so they naturally nod their heads.
"Young lady, go sit down and have a rest.
I'll make it soon."
Aunt Song said with a smile, and she was very happy that Yan Xiangnuan had a good appetite and was hungry.
Yan Xiangnuan turned around happily and sat on the sofa in the living room.
Because Yan Xiangnuan escaped Yan Xiangnuan's violent mood, he was very honest at the moment.
He was holding his cell phone and eating chicken calmly, and at the same time he was careful.
He took the initiative to turn on the TV for Yan Xiangnuan, so that Yan Xiangnuan would not find fault with him when he was bored.
Yan Xiangnuan felt helpless at Yan Xiangyang's typical half-hearted attitude, but he didn't say anything.
He just took the remote control and tuned the channels in boredom, watching the numerous variety shows on TV and feeling frustrated.
Occasionally, he saw A popular variety show begins to look leisurely.
Although most of China's variety shows are funny for the sake of being funny and a bit blunt, they can still pass the time.
"Hey, hey, hey, old man, do you understand if you follow me?
We will eat chicken soon.
Don't run around and get killed."
Yan Xiangyang was playing games on his mobile phone.
He was always quiet, but when Yan Xiangyang When Nuan was attracted by the variety show, Yan Xiangyang suddenly spoke anxiously to Master Zhang Yuan on the other end of the phone to remind him, his tone was anxious and angry.
"Old man, why did I run away?
You brat, don't talk nonsense."
Because Yan Xiangyang was at home, Yan Xiangyang was not wearing headphones, so Master Zhang Yuan's voice came over immediately in aggrieved tone.
Yan Xiangnuan sat next to him, watching Yan Xiangyang play enthusiastically.
Hearing the old man's voice, he immediately frowned: "Master, don't drag Yan Xiangyang to play games all day long.
He is a guy who loses his ambition by playing with things.
He ranks last in the test class at the beginning of school." , second to last in the year, I’m almost pissed off.”
Yan Xiangnuan was so angry that he even wanted to become one of those parents who hate iron and steel, and directly took away Yan Xiangyang's mobile phone to stop him from holding it for three days and eating chicken like crazy.
As a game idiot, Yan Xiangnuan was really I don't understand what's so fun about a game about shooting people with a mobile phone.
Even if I'm a little addicted to it, even the master and the old man are also having fun.
"The girl is here too, haha, haha."
Not long after Yan Xiangnuan finished speaking, he heard Master Zhang Yuan's somewhat guilty voice, even with an embarrassed smile behind it.
"Humph."
Yan Xiangnuan snorted coldly.
"Um, Xiangyang, it's the weekend today, why don't you come and cook for me?"
Master Zhang Yuan was embarrassed for a while, and then he asked Yan Xiangyang, successfully changing the subject.
"I'll go to your place next week to cook for you, okay?
There's someone on the left, coordinates 350 southeast, shoot him, quickly" Yan Xiangyang said, suddenly shouting excitedly.
"Where is it?"
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Master Zhang Yuan's innocent searching voice came out. "350," Yan Xiangyang reminded excitedly.
His hands were also very flexible, and he shot suddenly. "" Yan Xiangnuan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Hey, hey, I found it, ah, I was beaten, I, I'm dead."
After a while, Master Zhang Yuan's extremely distressed voice came over. "" Yan Xiangyang curled his lips, took the cell phone and shot the opponent to death: "Wait until I eat chicken to avenge you."
"Alas" Master Zhang Yuan sighed in frustration: "Um, girl, when will you buy me some reading glasses?
I'm really old.
I can't even play a small game without being tortured."
Master Zhang Yuan said that he was a dignified Zhang Yuan. , the head of Xuanmen, ended up being abused in the game.
Even that little brat Yan Xiangyang could play better than him.
If he hadn't been following Yan Xiangyang, he would have died very quickly, which was very shocking.
The self-confidence of an old man like him "Okay."
Yan Xiangnuan wanted to laugh.
She was in a complicated mood when she heard her master admitted that he was old and asked for reading glasses.
She felt emotional and sad.
It’s true that time doesn’t stop anyone, even the master is old. bang bang bang Just as Yan Xiangnuan was sighing, he suddenly heard a sound coming from Yan Xiangyang's cell phone, and then a miserable curse: "Fuck" "Haha, you bastard, you should be killed too."
Master Zhang Yuan watched the show happily.
He felt so happy when he saw Yan Xiangyang being sniped when he was in second place.
"Hmph" Yan Xiangyang snorted coldly and immediately closed the game.
What a crappy game, why can’t you be reconciled to being beaten to death like this?
Lunch was prepared when Yan Xiangyang didn't eat the chicken.
Yan Xiangnuan and Yan Xiangyang sat at the table and started eating lunch.
Yan Xiangnuan had a good appetite and didn't have to worry about losing weight, so he ate a lot.
After lunch, Yan Xiangnuan originally planned to take a nap, but just as she was about to go upstairs to take a nap, she heard Jin's mother, Feng Mosheng, coming, carrying a bunch of large and small boxes of supplements.
Mother Jin is a person who is very self-cultivated and has a relatively calm temperament.
She can even make tea leisurely all afternoon.
She can occasionally read books and plant flowers and plants, and her life is comfortable and without disputes.
"Mom."
Yan Xiangnuan called with a smile.
"Auntie."
Yan Xiangyang also called.
"Yes."
Jin's mother, Feng Mosheng, nodded and ordered Aunt Song to put away a lot of supplements, saying that she should take a little of this a day and a little of that a day.
She carefully explained to Aunt Song and remembered it for a long time.
Aunt Song listened carefully, because it was all for the good of the baby in Yan Xiangnuan's belly, so Aunt Song was also happy to listen.
Although the two middle-aged women had completely different conditions and temperaments, they got along inexplicably.
Harmony, Aunt Song had been getting along with Jin's mother Feng Mosheng for decades.
If Aunt Song hadn't come out to serve after Jin Weimo got married, Aunt Song would have been with Jin's mother day and night.
"Madam, the young mistress is healthy.
She can eat, drink and sleep."
Aunt Song smiled and told Jin's mother about Yan Xiangnuan's recent situation.
"Really, that's good."
As soon as Jin's mother Feng Mosheng heard Aunt Song say that Yan Xiangnuan could eat, drink and sleep, she was so happy that she turned to look at Yan Xiangnuan: "By the way, Xiang Nuan, you Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?
What did the doctor say?”
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