MTL - My Girlfriend And I Transmigrated-Chapter 220 8 years old

The white-haired old man walked across the courtyard with a huge Moda on his back, and saw a maid approaching.

"Senior Feng, Wang Ye is looking for you for something..."

The little maid respectfully conveyed such a message.

Feng Bulie's footsteps paused slightly, then nodded and said, "Let's lead the way ahead."

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When he told the doctor about this guess, the doctor said he didn't understand, but was shocked and suggested that he go to the psychiatry department downstairs.

In short, the hospital could not find out the cause. Later, his mother brought him a special medicine from abroad, and the condition was controlled. As long as he took the medicine regularly, he would not have an attack.

"It must be because I didn't rest well last night. I was too tired. It's all Jiang Yuyi's fault. He insisted on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night."

Although he said so, his heart was quietly heavy, because Zhang Yuanqing knew that the effect of the medicine had begun to weaken, and his disease had become more and more serious.

"I will increase the dose in the future." Zhang Yuanqing put on cotton slippers, went to the window, and opened the curtain with a brush.

Sunlight rushed in, filling the room.

In April in Songhai City, the spring is bright, and the oncoming morning breeze is cool and comfortable.

"Dong dong!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the grandmother shouted from the door:

"Motoko, wake up."

"I can't afford it!" Zhang Yuanqing ruthlessly refused, he wanted to go back to sleep.

Spring is bright, and it's the weekend again. Wouldn't it be a waste of life if you don't sleep in?

"Give you three minutes, I'll wake you up if you don't get up."

Grandma was even more ruthless.

"I know, I know." Zhang Yuanqing immediately softened.

He knew that grumpy grandma could really do this.

When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. The strong-willed mother did not remarry, so she brought her son back to Songhai to settle down and left it to his grandparents to take care of him.

She plunged into her career and became a strong woman praised by her relatives. Fun Court

Later, the mother bought a house herself, but Zhang Yuanqing didn't like the empty flat floor, and still lived with his grandparents.

Anyway, my mother goes out early every day and returns late every day, every three or five business trips, and she is devoted to her career. Even if she does not work overtime on weekends, she will order takeaway when it is time to eat.

What he said the most to his son was "Is there enough money, not enough to tell my mother", a strong woman mother who can satisfy you financially, sounds very good. Download, read for free without ads

But Zhang Yuanqing always smiled and said to his mother: the pocket money given by my grandmother and aunt is enough.

Well, and auntie.

The woman who had to come to his room to play games last night was his aunt.

Zhang Yuanqing yawned, unscrewed the door handle of the bedroom, and came to the living room.

This house in my grandmother's house has an area of ​​150 square meters, including the public pool. When Zhang Yuanqing sold the old house to buy this new house, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that it was more than 40,000 square meters per square meter.

In the past six or seven years, the housing price in this community has now risen to 110,000 per square meter, nearly doubled.

It was also fortunate that my grandfather had foresight back then, and when he replaced it with the old house, Zhang Yuanqing could only sleep in the living room. After all, now that he was grown up, he could no longer sleep with his aunt.

On the long dining table next to the living room, the culprit who caused his headache was drinking porridge with 'gugugugu', and the pink slippers were curled up and down at the bottom of the table.

Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, her round oval face looks quite sweet, and there is a tear mole at the corner of her right eye.

Just getting up, the big fluffy and messy waves were scattered, which made her a little more lazy and charming.

The aunt's name is Jiang Yuyi, who is four years older than him.

Seeing Zhang Yuanqing come out, the aunt licked the porridge beside her mouth and said in surprise.

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"Yo, it's not your style to get up so early."

"Good job your mother did."

"How can you curse people. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at his aunt's beautiful face, full of energy, bright and moving.

It is said that the dark night will not treat people who stay up late, it will give you dark circles, but this law does not seem to work for the woman in front of you.

When the grandmother in the kitchen heard the movement, she stuck out her head and looked at it. After a while, she came out with a bowl of porridge.

Grandma's black hair was mixed with silver threads, and her eyes were sharp. At first glance, she looked like that kind of old lady with a bad temper.

Although loose skin and shallow wrinkles robbed her of her elegance, she could vaguely see that she had a good appearance when she was young.

Zhang Yuanqing took the porridge handed over by his grandmother, Gululu took a mouthful and said:

"What about grandpa?"

"Going for a walk." Grandma said.

My grandfather is a retired criminal policeman. Even though he is old, his life is still very regular. He must go to bed at ten o'clock every night and wake up at six in the morning.

The pretty aunt was drinking porridge and said with a smile:

"After breakfast, Auntie will take you to the mall to buy clothes."

Are you so kind? Just as Zhang Yuanqing was about to agree, the grandmother beside him gave him a murderous look:

"If you dare to go, break the dog's leg."

"Mom, why are you like this." The aunt said with a **** on her face: "I just want to buy some spring clothes for Yuanzi, and you are not happy? Although the nephew has a foreign word, but it is also a kiss~" Ad free reading

Grandma tried her best to break the law, "You also want to be interrupted by the dog's leg?"

The aunt pouted and lowered her head to drink porridge.

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing heard the game between the mother and daughter, he knew that his grandmother would arrange a blind date for his aunt again, and the quirky aunt wanted to drag him to stir up the water.