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Chapter five hundred and eighteen

Ling Xiaoxiao's old face turned red in an instant. When she was just in love, the old lady could tell with her eyes. Now, she would definitely not hide anything from the old lady's eyes.

Although she was embarrassed, she didn't feel too shy, and just said in a low voice: "Grandma, before he went abroad, we both got our marriage certificates. My mother knew about this, but I don't know if my father knew it. That would be for my mother to find an opportunity to tell him."

"It's a good marriage, it's a good marriage, it's a good child. It's a good thing for you to get the certificate first, so he can rest assured outside and you can rest assured here." The old lady patted Ling Xiaoxiao's back of her hand with satisfaction, and she knew that her granddaughter was the most sensible and knew what to do and what not to do.

"Don't worry, your dad's place, your mom doesn't tell you if your grandma tells you, and you won't make you embarrassed." Mrs. Lai patted her chest and promised.

"No," Ling Xiaoxiao didn't want the old lady to worry too much. Older people should be responsible for being happy every day, and don't care about anything else: "Zizhuo will have one and a half years to return to China, and there is still a lot of time. When there is a suitable opportunity, I will tell my dad the same."

"Okay, you say it yourself, grandma won't meddle in other people's business." The old lady smiled and wanted to say something, but she couldn't help coughing.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Ling Xiaoxiao quickly pulled out a tissue from the side in panic: "Did you catch a cold or a bronchitis?"

The old lady coughed for a long time before she finally stopped: "It's okay, the climate is dry and her throat is a little itchy. Just take some medicine, don't worry."

The summer here is the wettest season of the year. If the climate is still dry at this time, how can it be calculated in winter? Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes couldn't stop worrying, but the old lady was not something she could persuade her in just a few words.

It’s better to go back to ask your mother at night. Ling Xiaoxiao got up and poured a glass of warm water for the old lady, and watched her drink it.

"Second sister. Who is that fat man in your house?" Ling Xiaoxiao pushed open Ye Ling's door and saw that the girl was wearing headphones, listening to music while chatting with netizens. The keyboard was clattering.

"What a fat man, speak well. You have not learned any etiquette and upbringing after years of studying outside, right?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked stern, feeling that her cousin was becoming increasingly difficult to manage.

Ye Ling stuck out his tongue in a depressed state: "But he is very fat. You can see his belly, just like he is seven or eight months pregnant, and it is so ugly."

"Did you only learn to judge people by appearance in the third year of No. 8 Middle School?" Ling Xiaoxiao's voice was cold, and her tone was unstoppable disappointment: "I thought you would become sensible if you get older, but I didn't expect you to become more and more aggressive now. It's because my aunt and the others are busy in recent years and no one cares about you, so you are getting less and less tutors, right?"

Ling Xiaoxiao said this a little heavy. Ye Ling raised her eyes and glanced at her. He knew that her second sister was really angry, so he put down his headphones obediently. He turned around and said, "Good second sister, I was wrong. I will never do this again. Don't be angry, okay?"

"Not this?" Ling Xiaoxiao was very dissatisfied with her perfunctory behavior: "What's wrong with not this? If you still look like this when you go to college, then let's pretend that you don't know each other on campus. I don't want anyone to know you have such an uneducated sister."

Ye Ling's eyes were slightly red. She was coaxed and held by her family in recent years, and because she was beautiful and sweet, she was also smooth at school. She developed a lot of problems and spoke more and more harshly. She knew that this was not good. But she could not help it.

"I'm doing this for your own good," Ling Xiaoxiao looked at her red eyes and felt a little unbearable, but as long as she thought about her sarcastic and arrogant problem, she would definitely suffer a great loss in the future. She didn't care about her heartache and continued to say: "Q Dali, you are more beautiful than you, better than you, better than your family, and have all kinds of people. What's the difference between you now and a frog in the well?"

Ye Ling lowered her head and didn't say anything. Although she held her shoulders, she knew she was still very dissatisfied, but Ling Xiaoxiao looked at her rubbing fingers and knew that she had heard her words.

"Think about it yourself, and I won't say more. If you don't change, when you hit the wall, don't come and cry to me. Remember, there are people outside of people and there is heaven, and never forget that humility is the right nature." Ling Xiaoxiao threw the things in her hand on her bed, got up and went out again.

In the living room, the old lady who heard the noise gave her a thumbs up: "You can only take care of the child. She has been a little dissatisfied in the past few years."

Ling Xiaoxiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if the old lady didn't blame her, otherwise her words would not have any effect today.

The next morning, Ling Xiaoxiao dragged Ling Fan, who was sleeping in the quilt, and the child played games until two o'clock the night before, and not long after sleeping.

"If you want to lose weight, you must first adjust your daily schedule. Your behavior of not going to bed at night and not getting up in the morning is undesirable." Ling Xiaoxiao poked Ling Fan's forehead with her fingers, feeling that these things are not worry-free.

She shouldn't have come back during the summer vacation!

Ling Fan nodded while yawning. Everything the eldest sister said was right, but she was still very sleepy.

Ling Xiaoxiao dragged him to the junior high school campus and taught him a simple warm-up. The two of them started running. She stopped running in the morning for a while, and now she was a little unstable when she picked it up. Ling Fan, who was standing beside her, was already panting as if she was about to faint at any time before she finished running.

"Big, sister, I can't do it anymore, let me rest for a while." Ling Fan only felt that his legs were filled with lead, and every small step forward required great perseverance.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and follow. If you can't finish running today and don't say that there is no lunch at noon, I will pinch the network cable when I go home." Ling Xiaoxiao took a breath and turned around and turned around and felt vicious.

After the two of them finally finished ten laps, Ling Xiaoxiao looked a little better, but her face turned red and her breath was unstable. She held the flagpole beside her to calm down.

Ling Fan was like fishing out of water, and there was no dry place on his body. He fell on the stewardship platform and refused to get up no matter how Ling Xiaoxiao called.

Too tired, this is definitely abuse, he wants to buy a ticket and go home!

After finally returning to the downstairs, Ling Fan's legs were shaking like a sieve. He had to hold the handrail with his hands desperately when climbing the stairs.

"Sister, I'm so hungry. What should we eat in the morning?" Ling Fan only felt that he could eat a cow now.

"I cooked the porridge before going out, and I can drink it when I go back." Ling Xiaoxiao looked back at him with a smile.

Drinking porridge... Ling Fan's mouth twitched, and he became more determined to go home!

After finally climbing upstairs, Ye Ling stood at the door again. Seeing them coming back, he said without any memory: "Oh, fat man, are you really going to lose weight?"

(To be continued.)
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