MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 189 when are you going to have a baby

  Chapter 189 When to have a child

   "Why are there so many?"

   "It seems that you didn't like him very much when you were in high school. What kind of grievances did you have before? After so many years, you are all old classmates. It stands to reason that those unhappiness disappeared long ago."

   "There is no grievance, it's just that they just don't get along."

  Xi Mo is indifferent, and doesn't want to talk to her about people she doesn't like.

   "Stop interacting with him."

  Wen Hua blinked, "There was very little contact."

   "As long as you know what's in your mind."

  Looking at him for a while, she moved her lips slowly, "Have you always regarded him as a rival in love?"

  Xi Mo snorted lightly, "Rival? Just him?"

  A person who is hypocritical and hypocritical.

   "Since you are so confident, why are you guarding against him?"

  Xi Mo raised his eyebrows and looked over, "I just told you not to associate with him and you can find so many things to talk about. Why, do you still want to find me a rival in love?"

  Wen Hua: "Did you smell anything?"

   "..."

   "There seems to be a faint smell of vinegar in the air."

   It may still be the kind of old vinegar.

  Xi Mo stared at her with eyes full of interest and burning, without saying a word.

   "Cough, don't worry, I really have nothing with him, and I won't meet him once in a long, long time, and I never do things like being alone with the opposite sex."

   "The implication is that you will play with the opposite **** when someone is around?"

  She said very well, "It won't happen in the future."

  The burning in his eyes slowly faded away, "Go home."

"OK."

  The New Year's Eve dinner was cooked by the chefs Wen Wei and Wen Yousui. The two old people were writing couplets in the hall, while Xi Mo had nothing to do.

   Several times when he wanted to help in the kitchen, Wen Wei invited him out.

  Wearing reading glasses, Mr. Xi scolded Mr. Gu while studying ink.

"Fortunately, I have married a daughter-in-law, and I can't cook. In the past, I couldn't even marry a daughter-in-law. You have to learn more from your father-in-law. Only with all the skills can the family be harmonious and happy. When you have children, cooking is even more necessary. , is it possible that you still want Huahua to cook?"

  Usually there are aunts and cooks around, and they are allowed to go back for festivals like this, and aunts can’t watch over them all the time, it is really necessary to be able to cook.

   Let Wen Hua cook... Thinking of her cutting her hand before, forget it, it's better not to let her in places like the kitchen.

  It seems that I really need to ask my aunt to teach me some cooking skills in the future.

Mr. Gu finished writing a blessing, and looked up cheerfully, "He just got out of the hospital and asked him to learn how to cook. Now he can rest well. If he really wants to make him do things, my good granddaughter doesn't know it, but she has to feel sorry for her." what kind."

   "Grandpa is right, Wen Hua should feel distressed when he is tired."

  Old Man Xi: "Your daughter-in-law and father-in-law are almost spoiling you. Marrying Miss Wen is a blessing you earned in your previous life."

  Old man Gu: "However, a man still needs to know how to cook, and he still has to learn when his body fully recovers. Your grandfather is right, and there will be children in the future. By the way, Huahua, when are you going to have children?"

   These words happened to be heard by Wen Yousui, who came out, and he calmly said, "What kind of child do you want? Huahua is still a child, so why go through hardships at such a young age?"

  Old man Gu: "Zhiyan has Huahua at this age, and she can have children."

  Wen Yousui still feels sorry for his precious daughter, "Dad, don't put pressure on the young people, they will live well together for a few more years."

   "Amo, did I put pressure on you?"

  Xi Mo responded: "No."

"Look, the children didn't say anything," Mr. Gu snorted coldly. "I can't compare to you. I still have a great time and hope. I don't know when this old bone will suddenly be unable to hold on. I have no other ideas, just want to see what's wrong with my great-grandson? Coming to you is to put pressure on the children, am I the kind of old antique who will force the children?"

  Wen Yousui was helpless, "Dad, I didn't mean that..."

  Xi Mo helped old man Gu to comfort him, "Grandpa is so blessed, why can't he see his great-grandson? In the future, we will need you and grandpa to take care of our children. Wen Hua and I will work hard, but this kind of thing still depends on fate."

  Old Master Gu: "After the Chinese New Year, I will go to a master to ask for blessings for you, maybe this year."

  Grandpa Xi and Grandpa also wanted to have a great-grandson. Xi Mo didn't have too much desire to have a child. He mainly thought about Wen Wei, afraid that she would not want to, or that she would suffer hardship. When she wanted a child, I would say.

  With this in mind, I took measures every time.

   After the New Year's Eve dinner, Wen Hua received big red envelopes from three elders, which were very rich and generous.

   Collecting lucky money is still as happy as when I was a child.

  Xi Mo saw her frowning with joy, and asked with a light smile, "Are you so happy?"

"Yeah!" She nodded, "It's very happy to collect New Year's money. Don't you think it's romantic and ritual? It means that I am loved and pampered. I am still a child, and my elders are still alive. At this age, I can receive money from my grandpa and grandpa." The lucky money given to me, this luck and blessing has surpassed a lot of people."

  Xi Mo paused.

  Yeah, the important thing is not the lucky money, but the person who gives you the lucky money.

   This is a great blessing.

  There are all kinds of candies and melon seeds and drinks piled up on the tea table, and the joyful Spring Festival Gala program is broadcast on the TV. In the warm and bright living room, the family chats happily and happily, and the air is full of the strong flavor of the New Year.

   It’s been a long, long, long time since I’ve had such a lively and happy Spring Festival.

  This is the atmosphere of Chinese New Year.

  This year, his family has increased by three. In the future, the word "family" will be more full, and there will be more new members.

   His deep eyes stared at the man who was peeling oranges for his grandfather with a gentle smile, and a warm light flowed into his heart, which was incredibly soft.

  The one you love is by your side.

  Long days filled with hope and expectation.

  At this moment, I suddenly want a child with her. If there are children, they will be a real family, and they will be closer than now, and she will be more gentle.

  If there are children, this home will be more lively and lively.

  Fu Ming and Xie Jun both have children. He used to be better than others in everything, but this time he is so far behind those two.

  With a bright and lovely little padded jacket like her at home, how interesting life would be.

   Just thinking about it makes people extremely happy.

  He turned sideways and asked her, "Do you want to go out and set off fireworks?"

"OK."

   Putting on his coat, Wen Hua went to carry the big fireworks, and he took it over, "I hug."

   "It's a bit heavy, don't drag the wound."

  The weight of the potatoes made her nervous, thinking that he was so weak that he couldn't hold the chicken.

  They bought the best fireworks on purpose. It was a big plate. It is said that the fireworks are so grand that they can be set off for ten minutes.

  It really is not bad after lighting the fire. The gorgeous fireworks bloom in the dark night sky, and the colors change, creating a beautiful night scene.

  In the colorful and fragmented light, her clear black eyes shone brightly.

   "It's so beautiful!" She looked back at him sideways, "Finally someone set off fireworks with me."

  Xi Mo hugged her from behind, with a soft and magnetic voice next to his ear, "Happy New Year."

  (end of this chapter)