Logically speaking, when the mother-in-law makes clothes for her brother-in-law, she usually makes one set. The family is in good condition and she values ​​her daughter, so she makes two sets for her brother-in-law.

I remember that when the Zhao family and the Zhou family had a ceremony, Wang Meilan made two sets of clothes for Zhou Jianjun.

But at this time, the Ma family and her mother-in-law were each carrying a big baggage, which seemed to include more than four sets of clothes.

"Yeah!" Wang Cuihua smiled and nodded, then raised her hand to hold Zhao Chun's arm.

Zhao Chun leaned close to Wang Cuihua, and Wang Cuihua leaned into Zhao Chun's ear and said, "I will make four sets of clothes for Xiaojun."

Last night, Wang Cuihua didn't say anything in front of Zhao Jun, but now she told Zhao Chun.

"Oh!" Zhao Chun was very surprised when he heard this. The people he cares about will also hope that others will care about them the same way.

Although the two people were whispering to each other, Zhao Jun next to him also listened to what Wang Cuihua said. He subconsciously looked at Ma Ling, only to see Ma Ling winking at him with a smile.

Zhao Jun smiled slightly, and then Wang Cuihua saw the package Zhao Jun was holding.

The child was wrapped tightly, and his little face was covered by the corners. Wang Cuihua looked at Zhao Chun and asked, "Chun'er, can I see the child?"

"Look, look!" Zhao Chun responded repeatedly. Parents these days, except for those who have children when they are old, rarely dote on their children. Moreover, the children are not so delicate.

When Zhao Chun reached out to lift the quilt covering the child's face, Wang Cuihua and Ma Ling came over.

"Oh!" Wang Cuihua only glanced at it, then took Zhao Chun's hand and whispered with a smile: "Okay, cover the baby quickly, just take a look, don't let the wind blow the baby."

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhao Chun said this. Wang Cuihua took another look and said to Ma Ling: "Look at this fat boy, how nice he is, haha."

"Yeah!" Ma Ling nodded with bright eyes. The child was not sleeping, but was very quiet, not noisy, not noisy, and not afraid of people. She stared at the two strangers in front of her with dark eyes.

"Look at that child, his eyes are so bright." Wang Cuihua praised again.

At this time, Zhao Jun smiled and whispered: "My brother-in-law is good at fishing. Before my sister was pregnant, my Aunt Zhou made her fish soup every day. She said it was fish soup."

Although Zhao Jun's words have no scientific basis, the same is true for Zhao Chun's grandson. When he opened his eyes in his next life, his little eyes were black and shiny.

"Ah..." Wang Cuihua took Zhao Jun's words to heart, then nodded, and said out of the blue: "This kid has big eyes, he will follow our old Wang family."

Zhao Chun: "..."
Chapter completed!