Chu Ci walked into the room, glared at Bi Yue and said the first thing:
"Why are you still like this?"
He thought that after giving birth and a month had passed, Bi Yue would automatically return to her previous state.
Bi Yue was very sad, ashamed and angry.
Chu Ci couldn't tell the difference between her eyebrows and eyes, and followed her sulking sister-in-law around the house. "I thought you were at your ugliest when you were substituting for a teacher. After all this time, you're still like this after giving birth, with big arms and a round waist."
Bi Yue slipped into the kitchen to drink chicken soup. Chu Ci came over and he was kind again. She used to be very pretty. When she danced, she looked so pretty... He whispered:
"Isn't that chicken soup greasy? Look at all that oil. The more you drink, the fatter you get."
Bi Yue tugged at the sleeve of his clothes but failed to catch it. Chu Ci ran away very fast: "Stop right there! I'm going to beat you up today."
Old Madam Chu smiled like Maitreya Buddha. She craved whatever Bi Yue drank. She said to her daughter-in-law, Zhang Jingan, "You're already so old, yet you're still making noises. Look, it looks like there are so many of us here, and it's so lively all of a sudden."
The old lady was very happy that Chu Ci and Bi Yue had a good relationship.
She was very practical in her thinking. She thought about how many more years she could live and how many more years her father could protect his nephew.
But Xiaofeng and Bi Yue are different.
Xiaofeng and Xiaoci are more than ten years apart. Xiaoci has grown up, and the eldest grandson should be able to grow up soon. Whether Chuci wants to start a family or build a career, he can always rely on his brother's help.
But in many families, if the sister-in-law is a troublemaker and looks down on Xiaoci, many good men will listen to their wives and, no matter how coarse their hearts are, they will gradually ignore their younger brothers.
But her family didn't have that tradition. Bi Yue knew Xiao Ci first. Just because Bi Yue gave birth to two children, Xiao Ci stood at the door and cried, showing how deeply they loved each other.
Thinking of this, Old Mrs. Chu became even happier. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that this granddaughter-in-law was destiny and she had made the right choice to marry her!
Zhang Jingan hugged the little dragon man. She liked it and nodded.
She also liked the hustle and bustle, and had had enough of the quiet days. She also felt that the little dragon man looked like Chu Ci when he was a child.
In fact, it's only been a month, one says he looks like him, the other says he looks like her, who can tell who they look like.
All we can say is that the first batch of children of the next generation have come out, bringing with them the aspirations of many people.
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The first day was a bit chaotic, as everyone treated the babies like toys.
Chu Ci played the harmonica for the two babies. As she played, she took a deep sniff, then jumped up and shouted, "Hurry up, someone, play the harmonica! Play it, play it!"
Xiaoxi smiled, the little song was so beautiful.
At night, Liang Yinqiu and Liu Yafang fought over the child.
Liu Yafang said: "I'm used to it. I'll take care of them. You just came back, so take a good rest."
Liang Yinqiu said, "Are you still worried about the children staying with me? I want to see them more."
Liu Yafang hesitated for a moment. "That's right. She's my grandmother." Besides, what's so special about it? I'd wait till I die for it, but I'm willing to wait for it.
Just like that, Liu Yafang finally unloaded her psychological burden. It was no longer like that month when she was surrounded by only her rough husband, rough son, the useless old lady, and the untrustworthy outsider, Old Liu.
So she slept a full night and slept very well at someone else's house.
Liu Yafang had already let go of the babies, so Bi Yue took them even less seriously. Anyone could look after the children, just not her. Thinking about being tied down for the next decade or so, having two babies was no big deal. They could be as adorable as they wanted.
After arranging her mother to go to bed, Bi Yue lay in Chu Yifeng's room, leaning against the head of the bed and flipping through the photo album. She only looked for a while at the photos of Chu Yifeng as a child holding knives, guns, sticks and clubs, and fell asleep with a smile on her face.
She was drowsy and felt that the sleep was very refreshing. Her mother-in-law pushed open the door with a tired face, turned on the desk lamp and called her carefully:
"Yue, get up, it's time to feed."
Bi Yue staggered downstairs yawning and heard the crying of children and the loud laughter of her father-in-law Chu Hongtian.
"You little brat, why are you crying? Come, let me kiss you, give you a kiss!"
The little dragon man burst into tears again. Who is this? I'm so fed up with this bully who can't even stand up.
As for when her father-in-law would come back, Bi Yue had no idea.
Liang Yinqiu whispered, "Your dad didn't get home until late at night. He usually doesn't come home at that time, but he knew you were coming."
Bi Yue went in to feed the baby. Chu Hongtian said to his daughter-in-law, "When he wakes up again, have your mother take him up. You've worked so hard."
The word "hard work" made Bi Yue blush.
After staying in the compound for four days, Bi Yue had a pretty good time.
Many neighbors came to see the dolls.
If Bi Yue caught up with them, she would politely accompany her mother-in-law and her mother, and chat with everyone like a lady from a noble family.
It would have been best if she didn't make it. She covered herself tightly with a mask and recreated the times when they used to play together with her little playmate Chu Ci.
After feeding the baby in the morning, Chu Ci and Bi Yue would rush to the antique market at daybreak, shopping and bargaining.
Although I'm not as professional as Chu Yifeng, I'm not a big shot at buying things blindly. Each item won't cost more than a hundred. Bi Yue pondered: What if I happen to find one that's genuine? That would be great.
In the afternoon, when the children were taking a nap, Chu Ci took a few young boys to play basketball, and Bi Yue cheered on the side.
Her hands were itching badly, and her uneasy heart was restless, and she really wanted to go on stage.
But her two big weapons are not good, they will shake violently when they jump around. This group of minors is not good.
She can only talk nonsense.
Tell everyone about the NBA, the All-Star Game, Michael Jordan, technical analysis, and your tactical layout when you compete with the kids from other colleges in a few days.
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