The five tender and delicate little fingers were pinched together like five white chives, and the little face that had become plump as the name suggests counted seriously: "One, two, three..."

Then he turned his head and looked at the old lady leaning on the soft pillow with her big white eyes: "Grandma, Dudu has counted, this is five."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Zhang Caihua touched the soft black hair on the top of Dudu's head with his hand, and said with a smile: "Our Dudu is so smart, my grandma is old, so she counted wrong."

"Mom said that grandma will live to be a hundred years old..." He stretched out one hand and counted five, then stretched out his other hand and counted five again. Looking at the two five-digit hands, he thought about what his mother said.

When he was one hundred years old, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be unable to count, so he looked at his little hands and then looked back at the grandmother, confused and asked: "How can the grandmother live so long?"

"Oh, my little baby!" Zhang Caihua was surprised and happy after hearing Dudu's words. He hurriedly held Dudu's little face with both hands and took a few bites: "You are such a little baby!"

"Nanny is the little baby, and Dudu is the big brother."

The child Yu Shenghuan, who was left to roam freely next to his grandmother, was cueed inexplicably, especially when he was called "nannan" in public. It didn't matter that a five-year-old kid actually dared to call him his brother.

Yu Shenghuan turned his head away with a cold face and stared at his own messy beeping. He sneezed out unexpectedly and blew a big bubble of snot from his nose.

The image of the arrogant, aloof little male god was suddenly shattered.

People in the whole room were laughing their heads off.

What was surprising was that Xiao Hei actually grabbed a piece of paper towel from the paper drawer with his pink padded paws, as if to wipe away the big snot bubble on Yu Shenghuan's face that had disgraced him.

Zhang Caihua said in a boastful manner: "You see, it's called thinking about someone else."

Everyone was laughing so hard that they were laughing happily in the room, especially Jiang Li who was surprised that Xiao Hei was so understanding of human nature.

As a result, Xiao Hei twice tried to wipe away the big bubble that made Yu Shenghuan lose face, but failed both times. The bubble still adhered tenaciously under Yu Shenghuan's nose, shining with colorful light in the sun.

Yu Shenghuan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing that Xiao Hei had no hope, his unscrupulous old lady only cared about laughing at her beloved eldest son with others, so she had no choice but to wave her two little arms like lotus joints and pretend to accidentally pop the stubborn bubble.

Commentator Zhang Caihua appeared again: "The old man is right, you still have to do it yourself to have enough food and clothing."

The little milk baby is hopeless.

Yu Shenghuan: Mom, I want to go home.

It was the first time that Jiang Li saw two such contrasting babies. She immediately found it interesting. The older one, who was five or six years old, was naive, cute and well-behaved, while the one who had just learned to sit always had an arrogant and cold look on his face, especially

When you look at people with your eyes, they look like little adults.

The two babies look so adorable, they are so cute.

She suddenly thought of her son and daughter, and her smile instantly disappeared, leaving only a look of gloom and despair.

Jiang Li's sister Jiang Huang, who was sitting aside, quietly touched her with her elbow. Jiang Li suddenly realized, raised her head and smiled apologetically with everyone, but her smile was uglier than crying.

Liu Xiaoman remembered that during the last class reunion, Jiang Li was still very high-spirited and told many female classmates that women should strengthen themselves. I remember that at that time, Li Ru also said sourly that she had an honest man who could make money.

My husband can stand and talk without back pain.

How could Jiang Li become like this in just one month?

The gloomy energy in her seemed to be spreading to others, and she seemed even more desperate than when she first met Xiao Man.

Although Liu Xiaoman was confident and thought that since Xiaoman could bring Jiang Li back, he would definitely find a way to help her, but after all, this was a matter between her and Jiang Li. Liu Xiaoman said nothing because strictly speaking, she was just

With the help of the tenants in Xiaoman's house.

I feel ashamed when I think about it. Xiaoman claimed that food, accommodation, water and electricity were included, and the rent was 2,000 yuan a day, but she never gave her a penny.

Supplements on the body.

Dudu is becoming more lively day by day. The aunt at the kindergarten said that if the situation is stable, Dudu can go to elementary school like a normal child. However, due to communication barriers, he will be slower than other children.

Any words of thanks expressed to Xiao Man and the others would seem pale. Liu Xiaoman felt that Xiao Man's kindness to her could not be repaid.

Now she helps take care of the sanitation and shopping at Xingbao Homestead, and occasionally appears in the camera to help shoot some video clips. Her monthly salary is about 3,000 yuan, and she lives and eats well, which she can only dream of.

I never thought that one day I would live like this.

When she first learned that Dudu was an autistic child, Liu Xiaoman felt like the sky above her head had collapsed. Her confused and desperate look was exactly the same as Jiang Li's now.

Everyone had a hasty meal, and Liu Xiaoman motioned to He Xiaoman to go ahead and take care of things while she was here.

Anyway, the high-tech kitchen at Xiaoman's house is awesome. Just put the dishes, chopsticks, cups and plates into the sink, and you don't have to worry about anything else.

He Xiaoman took Jiang Li to the tree house.

I used to laugh at Qiu Yan for designing the treehouse like this, but now it hurts to be slapped in the face.

Like Qiu Yan, He Xiaoman also loved the feeling of sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He Xiaoman brewed Pu'er for Jiang Li, but he still brewed Longjing.

Jiang Shuan was sent by Jiang Li to clean up the room assigned to their sisters by He Xiaoman. In fact, Jiang Shuan also knew that this was just an excuse. There were some words that Jiang Li didn't want her to know.

The two of them sat like this in the dark and silent night for a long time. Jiang Li didn't say anything, and He Xiaoman didn't hurry. The room was so quiet that you could even hear the sound of dead leaves falling on the ground outside.

"The woman in the red skirt is my cousin."

Probably because she had been silent for too long, Jiang Li's voice was a little hoarse. She cleared her throat and then said solemnly: "She is about to marry Chen Zhaohui."

He Xiaoman was surprised.

Chen Zhaohui is Jiang Li’s husband.

What a turbulent family ethics drama this is?

Moreover, He Xiaoman remembered that the woman in the red skirt once said categorically that Jiang Li had worn out her shoes in the ward.

Looking at Jiang Li's simple luggage and her current misery, could it be true?

He Xiaoman found that Jiang Liyintang was black, and his energy field was negative, turbid and dark. After all, they had not seen each other for many years and suddenly reunited. He Xiaoman came up and said that he might be unlucky recently, and it was inevitable for business people to be taboo.

The words are deep, but classmate He Xiaoman is still willing to remind Jiang Li.
Chapter completed!