This question made the three little ones look confused, as if they had never thought about this question.

"When you were in Tianshui Brigade, when you played with other kids, didn't you ever talk about what you wanted to do when you grew up?"

The three little ones actually lowered their heads together, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

She realized she had asked a stupid question.

"Come, tell mom, don't be afraid, you can tell me whatever you think, mom is no longer the scary mom I used to be." She slowly guided them to open their hearts.

Daya thought for a moment and then said, "I, I just hope that my mother will not beat me and that my father can come back."

Then Erbao said, "I just hope mom won't take all the delicious food to grandma's house."

San Ya pinched her hand and said, "I just hope that my mother will not send me away, and then let me have a full meal."

Listen to the wishes of the three little ones.

Su Qianqian felt that the original owner really deserved to die!

I felt even more that my previous question was very stupid. How could the three little ones have dreams when even survival is a problem?

Some people have already done their best just to survive, and you are talking to them about their ideals? Isn't that asking for trouble?

"You see, so we still have to have wishes. Have all your wishes come true now?" She hugged the three little ones and said softly.

"Yes, Mom will fulfill all our wishes!"

Woo woo woo, how touching!

She gave the three little ones maternal love, and the three little ones also gave her the family affection that she had never felt.

Since Su Qianqian and her three children did not go out for the past two days, they had no chance to do anything bad.

Song Qianqian had no choice but to ask someone to keep an eye on it while she went to do other things.

"Did you find it?"

"No, I went to many places and they said there was no such dress."

"That's strange, where did you buy it from? Was it brought back from abroad?" Song Qianqian frowned and thought.

"Why don't we ask Lu Jiahe?"

Song Qianqian frowned, "If I could ask her, would I still need to ask you to look for her?" she said irritably.

Lu Jiahe didn't like her, and she didn't dare to offend Lu Jiahe, so she naturally couldn't show off in front of Lu Jiahe. However, Lu Jiahe's dress was really beautiful. She didn't want to wear the same thing as Lu Jiahe, but just wanted to find this store. In this way, she could buy other nice-looking ones. After all, if such clothes could be made, other clothes wouldn't be ugly.

She was a little disdainful of the dresses available on the market today, but when she saw Lu Jiahe wearing them that day, she was dazzled. She knew that many women present thought so, but they couldn't find a way to buy them.

"Do you think Lu Jiahe might have asked someone to draw the design herself and then had the tailor make it?"

These words made Song Qianqian stunned. This is a possibility, otherwise how could she not find it?

"Yes, yes, it's possible. Then go and see some great tailors and come back to tell me if you have any news."

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Song Qianqian sat in front of the mirror and looked at her face. She seemed a little haggard recently, with fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and her skin didn't seem as good as before. How did that bitch Su Qianqian maintain her skin? How could it be so delicate?

When Sun Ming came back, he saw her sitting in front of the mirror sighing.

"What's going on?"

"It's okay." She quickly put away her complaining expression and smiled, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"I've had less to do lately, so I came back early. I asked you to get along well with Sister Liao, how's that going?"

Song Qianqian's face froze, obviously not feeling well.

"You also know Sister Liao, she is a stubborn person. I..." Song Qianqian really doesn't like to have contact with people like Sister Liao. She feels that they are completely different types of people. She doesn't play cards, doesn't like to buy clothes and jewelry, and thinks about work all day long. How can she have a good relationship with her?

"Then why can others maintain a good relationship with her but you can't? You should know how important she is and there are many benefits to her." Sun Ming's tone was a little bad.

"Why are you so mean? I've tried my best, but what can I do if she doesn't buy my tricks? Sun Ming, what do you mean now? Do you dislike me? Sister Liao is so useful, why don't you try to get on good terms with her?" Song Qianqian became angry all of a sudden.

Sun Ming immediately apologized and admitted his mistake, "I had some problems at work recently so I'm not in a good mood. Don't be angry. I'm sorry. I know my wife is the best. How can there be anything that my wife can't do?"

Song Qianqian's expression softened a lot after hearing this. "Give me some time."

"Yeah, I know, I believe you!"

He hugged Song Qianqian, his face was cold, without any trace of the tenderness from before.

"I'm going to have dinner with Sister Liao and the others the day after tomorrow. You should prepare some gifts that she can accept but won't give people anything to gossip about." Sun Ming reminded.

"Okay, got it."

…

Cheng Yue is back!

He came back quickly after dealing with everything.

He entered the house, dusty and chilled by the morning air.

Seeing Su Qianqian sleeping soundly, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he was outside, he was very worried that something might happen to the four of them, mother and children. Now that he saw her sleeping soundly, he felt relieved.

It was not known whether it was the coldness he brought that woke Su Qianqian up, or whether she felt it in her heart, but Su Qianqian opened her eyes and saw the man squatting beside the bed.

She was stunned at first, but when she saw that it was Cheng Yue, she immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Cheng Yue, you're back!"

I subconsciously wanted to reach out and hug him, but he avoided me.

My arms froze in mid-air, feeling a little awkward.

Cheng Yue held her arm through her clothes and put her arm under the quilt, "I am full of cold air, and I will make you catch a cold."

Su Qianqian reached out and touched his face, and it was indeed very cold.

But his hands were warm just now.

"What time is it?"

"Four twenty." Cheng Yue said after looking at his watch.

Su Qianqian was stunned, "Why did you come back at this time?" It was early in the morning, and it was dark and cold at around four o'clock in the winter.

Cheng Yue took off his coat and trousers, and rubbed his face vigorously twice. After warming his face, he lifted the quilt and lay down. Then he pulled Su Qianqian over and hugged her, "I missed you, so I came back early."

Just as she was about to speak, she realized that Cheng Yue seemed to have fallen asleep and he looked very tired.

His breathing was even and long, and he was definitely asleep.

For a moment, she felt a little complicated. He must have rushed back because he was worried about her. When he saw that she was fine, he fell asleep peacefully.

After looking at his outline for a while, she felt sleepy and leaned into his arms, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

But she never expected that she would see this scene when she woke up in the morning.

"Bad guy, I advise you not to move, otherwise I will not be polite!" Erbao's childish voice seemed a little cold.

When Su Qianqian opened her eyes, what she saw was Erbao standing by the bed with a kitchen knife, Daya holding a rolling pin, and Sanya holding scissors, looking ready to fight at any time.

"What are you...doing?" She was startled awake.