Chapter 642 You are jealous
Although Su Aihong has a hot temper, she has always wanted a daughter who is fragrant and soft, but unfortunately, she gave birth to three children, all of whom are brats.
Before, Qiu Chunli knew that she wanted a daughter, but she asked Ji Xiaowen to please her. It's a pity that Su Aihong and Ji Xiaowen didn't get along well, no matter how she behaved, Su Aihong couldn't get close to her.
On the other hand, she was very kind to Sun Zhenling, who was also her niece. Because of this, Ji Xiaowen often put eye drops on Su Aihong in front of Han Jingheng, but Han Jingchen didn't have much affection for Ji Xiaowen. thing.
Now it seems that everything can be understood.
Su Aihong stretched out her hand to poke Xiang Xinyan's forehead: "This sweet little mouth will make me happy."
Xinyan was not trying to make people happy, so she said coquettishly: "Auntie, I really didn't make people feel bad. Some time ago, I applied to the department to minor in French. At the beginning, I was always not so handy. These days, I finally entered Now that I’m on the right track, I’ll go back to my old house on weekends, and I love fried noodles made by my aunt the most.”
When Su Aihong heard Xinyan's words, the smile on her face grew stronger: "Okay, that's not easy, come here when you have time, and my aunt will make it for you."
Several people talked and laughed and walked in, Xinyan took out the medicinal wine that she had made before from the space, put it in her carry-on bag, and put her homemade face cream and fried black tea in it.
Han Jingheng also served as a soldier before, because he stayed in the snow for a long time on missions, and he had problems with his legs. It was windy and rainy, cloudy and snowy, and he was more accurate than the weather forecast.
After the medicinal wine was ready, I gave a bottle to my father when I went home, and the rest had not had time to send out.
Han Jingheng heard the voice in the courtyard, and walked out with a smile: "Yanyan, you finally think of uncle, oh, no, I'm afraid that you came here today because of your second brother's honor?"
Xinyan was a little embarrassed and said: "Who says you are afraid, I don't have time to come, but I miss you in my heart."
Said and opened the bag: "Hey, this is the whitening moisturizer I brought to my aunt. This is an improved version, even better than the moisturizer I gave before."
As a result, the effect of this application is not so good. A few days ago, I was still worried that this moisturizer was almost bottomed out, how should I talk to my niece.
I didn't expect to receive a surprise today: "It's better for us, Yanyan. The moisturizer you gave me last time is really good. It is much better than the cream bought in the department store. I am worried about what to do when I run out. Let’s do it, it seems that we really have a good understanding.”
Han Jingheng has never seen his wife so happy because of one thing, but her face is much moister than before, which makes people like it.
Seeing that my niece brought a gift to my daughter-in-law, I was a little jealous and said, "Yanyan, your aunt is happy, does your uncle have any?"
Xinyan laughed out loud: "Uncle, are you jealous?"
Han Jingchen glanced at his elder brother with contempt on his face.
But Han Jingheng didn't care about them: "Yanyan, do you have an uncle?"
Seeing his impatient look, Xinyan directly took out a pack of tea leaves from her bag, which was the same as the one given to her father, it was newly fried black tea: "Uncle, this is black tea, I entrusted a friend to bring it back from the south , this tea is the best to drink in winter, it warms the stomach.”
Han Jingheng was proud now, took the black tea in his hand and raised it to his wife and younger brother: "It's still Yanyan who loves people."
Su Aihong couldn't get used to it at first, and laughed and scolded directly: "How old are you, are you childish?"
Han Jingchen also said: "This tea is really good, you will know after a taste."
When Han Jingheng heard this, there was something in his words: "What do you mean, you have already tasted it?"
Han Jingchen didn't answer directly, but raised his eyebrows: "I'm his real father."
(end of this chapter)