Aunt Yu followed in and saw Su Qinghu kissing the child awake. She shook her head and sighed.
Other people treasure their children so much, but for her, the child is no different from a toy.
Ms. Meng had cooked the wontons and the children's barbecue was almost over.
After the children had eaten the wontons, Dadan and Erdan saw them out reluctantly.
Ms. Meng had just put away the bowls and spoons in the yard when Erdan rushed into the house and went straight to the bedroom.
"Mom, can I come in?"
He asked.
Su Qinghu had already fed Xiao Lituan'er and was now entertaining the child, "Come in."
"Mom, we bought the bicycles." Erdan's eyes sparkled. "We didn't ask Grandpa to pay for us."
The task was completed successfully.
Su Qinghu: "Did you put it in the storage room?"
She didn't see it in the yard.
"No, it's in our bedroom." Erdan greeted Su Qinghu, "Mom, do you want to take a look?"
Su Qinghu: "...put it in your bedroom?"
It's really rare to put two bicycles in the bedroom.
"Um."
"Then let's go and take a look." Su Qinghu picked up Xiaolituaner and followed Erdan into their bedroom.
Erdan showed Su Qinghu: "There's an iron plate nailed here, and there's a number."
"Oh, by the way, we also have a little tax book." Erdan took out a small book from the drawer and shook it. "This is it. One for me and one for my brother."
"Grandpa paid for the license plate and taxes," Dadan added at the door. "Grandpa won't let us refuse anymore."
"What about these locks?" Su Qinghu asked, pointing his chin at the two bicycle locks next to him.
Erdan: "Grandpa too."
In the past few years, my father-in-law's salary has been used to support the children of martyrs' families. Today's expenses have probably almost used up all the money he has left.
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