Gu Yiyi covered her mouth, revealing only a pair of eyes similar to her mother's.

After packing up, the family of three went downstairs. The group of people in the living room saw them coming down and joked:

"I was just about to ask you to go, but you all went up one by one, so why can't you come down?"

Jian Shu patted his daughter, "I'm going to change clothes. Look, do you see? Such big pockets are waiting for you. If you don't fill her pockets today, you are not allowed to leave! Gu Mingjing, quickly close the door, don't let anyone escape!"

Zhao Tianlei laughed heartily: "Great, they're thinking of us. Wifey, hurry up and learn from them. When they come to our house, do the same!"

Su Zi sat aside and joined in the fun, "Okay, let's sew pockets on all our clothes when we get home and empty their pockets!"

"Then who of you two will sew it?" Zhao Yueling suddenly asked jokingly.

Everyone present burst into laughter instantly.

They all started to make a fuss, "That's right, who of you two will sew it?"

As talented as Su Zi was at military affairs, she was just as bad at sewing. When they first got married, she wanted to show her appreciation by making Zhao Tianlei a short-sleeved shirt.

I didn't pay attention and just sewed the sleeves on. Not believing in evil, I made another pair of trousers. This time after careful inspection, I finally made it.

As a result, Zhao Tianlei hadn't been showing off in his pants for long when the crotch split and they became crotchless pants.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders there at the time, otherwise I would have been so embarrassed.

Originally, no one knew about this matter, but during a chat one day, Su Zi let it slip, and the thing that Zhao Tianlei had been hiding spread among the relatives.

Jianshu and Zhao Yueling, the two sisters who were born to be enemies, almost laughed to death.

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