"Mom, it's okay, Ning Ning gave me experience."
Joan looked at her parents, and the sentence "I am pregnant" came to her lips, and she swallowed it again.
It didn't take long for breakfast to be ready, and the family came downstairs one after another.
Jo Ann was a little hungry and sat down when her grandparents came over to sit down at the table.
She looked at the hearty breakfast and thought about eating more, now she was not alone.
"Qiao An, hurry up and eat the two gold ingots and small steamed buns."
Zhang Jing said with a smile as she brought the plate with the small steamed buns to Qiao An.
Everyone else looked at her, and then, with a tacit understanding, looked at Joan's stomach.
Joan laughed dryly, her little face flushed.
Still Gu Zhiheng couldn't look at it, but after all, he was an elder, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only cough lightly.
"Eat breakfast, we'll send you later."
Song Yun said with a smile.
This morning, Joan ate more than she usually had lunch, because she wanted to eat more, so that the child in her belly could be nutritious and fat.
It was only when she had finished her last sip of porridge that Joan put the bowl down.
The others had already eaten, and only Song Yun was still sitting at the table with Qiao An.
"Today I drank one more bowl of porridge and ate four more dumplings than yesterday morning."
There are also two small steamed buns, this sentence, Song Yun did not say.
"Eat more, you're too skinny now."
Song Yun said, and handed over another bowl of porridge to Qiao An.
She didn't expect Qiao An to pick up, thinking that Qiao An ate more than usual this morning, because these breakfasts were made by Qiao Tian, and Qiao Tian was going to leave for a long time, and Qiao An couldn't eat the breakfast he made for a long time, so Qiao An ate more than yesterday.
Who knows, Joan took it, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, and began to drink porridge slowly.
Song Yun stayed for a moment, only feeling that Qiao An was abnormal, if it was before, Qiao An would have resigned a long time ago, and would say, Mom, I can't eat it.
She looked at Qiao Ann and saw that Qiao Ann was just slowly porridge and smiled after taking a sip, and she was in a very good mood.
The day before yesterday, Qiao An learned that Qiao Tian and Wang Hui were going back to Binhai in the fourth year of junior high school, and hugged Wang Hui to shed tears, they comforted her for a long time, and finally promised her that as long as she missed her parents, she didn't have time to pass, so they took Wang Hui and Qiao Tian over, and Qiao An stopped crying.
Now, her parents are going back, and she doesn't seem to be sad.
What the hell is going on?
So happy?
Song Yun thought, what does a woman care about the most?
Soon, the answer was about to come out, in Song Yun's opinion, women care most about their children.
She was originally a very smart woman, with a set of words and feelings, and a delicate heart.
Song Yun thought, when did Qiao An become so happy?
It seems that yesterday, Ah Heng went out, Qiao An said that she was going to the library to borrow books, and after two or three hours outside, she came back, walking with a smile on her face.
Moreover, Song Yun remembered that when Qiao An came back, she didn't have a book in her hand.
Thinking of this, the smile on Song Yun's face deepened: "Qiao An, what book did you borrow yesterday?"
Is it good-looking?
Wait a minute, show Mom. ” The porridge in Qiao An's mouth had not yet been swallowed, and when she suddenly heard Song Yun's words, she was choked and coughed violently.
"You kid."
Seeing that her coughing little face was flushed, Song Yun hurriedly went over to help with the back of the row, and poured another glass of water.