What do you usually do when it’s cold?

Drink mutton soup and soak your feet!

Drinking mutton soup is done during the day, and it is simply enjoyable to cook a pot of hot water at night.

The little cutie likes to soak her feet at night before sucking.

"Dad, what's the point of introspection?" Lie on the head of the bed and watched Dad put some dark soup into the hot water. The little cutie pulled his father's ear and asked.

Sister Jing looked very dissatisfied.

You little cute little girl treats your mother's face as a bench at night, but why do you still treat your father's ears as rattles?

The little cutie doesn't use a lot of effort, just to get her father to pay attention to others.

The little feet kicked the air and pulled it aside. It was true that the mother insisted on getting involved when talking to her father.

Sister Jing had to slap the little butt a few times: "You guys dare to resist!"

"Mu resisted." The little cutie pulled her father's ears again, "Dad, are you using it for being so dark and shrimp?"

It’s strange that my father has to use so many things to soak his feet.

The daughter slave put the medicine soup according to the amount, then straightened her back and asked the little cutie: "Why don't you ask your mother?"

Yes, do you little cutie think your mother doesn’t tell you what is the black medicinal soup?

"What is this?" Sister Jing turned around and asked her father to understand.

This cannot be the original Peiyuan medicinal material. It is said that it will not be used until the age of seven or eight.

Guan Yin squatted and tried the water temperature with his hands before holding Xiaoke's arms, and asked Xiaoke's or sitting to wash his feet.

The little cutie thought for a long time before asking, "Dad should stand or sit?"

The daughter slave said, "Dad usually washes his feet while running."

Is there any magical way to wash your feet?

The little cutie doesn't understand at all.

After sitting next to the footstool, the daughter slave began to massage the little baby bit by bit. Her little feet were so fleshy, but she was restlessly insisting on giving her big thumbs up and giving Nuannuan hot water a thumbs up.

By the way, the baby's mother hasn't spoken for a long time.

Just as I thought so, there was a pair of impeccable feet in the basin.

Sister Jing sat on the footstool and looked at the baby's father.

Of course, you have to wash Ling's little feet with your own hands. Can you leave Ling's little feet aside?

Of course not, but I will talk about this later.

Sister Jing stood up angry and wanted to rebel: "I don't believe that I can't exploit you anymore."

"Stop messing around, what's the main thing? Change the medicine later. That's suitable for adults," Rai'er immediately stated, "When the little baby is awake, look at me and massage you, and you will definitely lose sleep in less than a few minutes."

oh?

Sister Jing raised her eyebrows: "If you don't want to sleep at night, do you want to go out and go wild?"

"No, I'll know in a while." The man was useless. He was thinking about how to cheat his opponent a minute ago, but now he was tamed by Sister Jing.

If this person is willing, there is nothing he can do.

I have to be willing to do so, it’s not that I have never enjoyed the bathing and massage of my mother’s mother.

In the afternoon of the past two days, Mrs. Guan had some varicose veins and needed to press them with alcohol. Sister Jing put a towel on her shoulder and took the wine and fired it on time for a second and massaged it in person. She was proficient in the technique and learned a lot in private. In the evening, Sister Jing wanted to soak her feet, so what happened to her baby's father?

As for some people who feel it is a damaging to the majesty of the head of the family, they have to do whatever they want.

Guan Yin felt that there was nothing to say or nothing to say. She hugged the little cutie and soaked her feet for a while, kneaded her short legs. The little cutie yawned comfortably, rubbed her feet in the towel twice, and she found her father's arms to hold her.

Sister Jing crawled over and watched the little cutie carefully put the little cutie in the quilt, and slapped the little cutie on the forehead and the little face. She quickly followed the little cutie and took one of the fingers of her father and did not let go. Sister Jing also held the little cutie's big hand and pressed it on her face. She watched the little cutie gradually fall asleep with her little mouth pouting and protesting that she had disturbed her sleepy intervention.

"It's so pretty!" Sister Jing snatched the cute little face again.

Sister Jing turned around and leaned into the arms of the kid'er's father, pulled the little cute little hand and put it in his palm, and pulled the kid'er's father's hand over, so she must be put together. Sister Jing blew a breath into her palm, and turned around and gave kid'er's father a piece of wood, and then said, "You have to come back safely."

Guan Yin looked at the baby's mother and sniffed it deep on the baby's mother's hair. Why is this so charming?

Going out is to do things, and things can be done because of insufficient ability.

Going home is for reunion, no matter what the reason is, you cannot disturb your reunion.

Guan Yin promised: "Don't worry, I'll be back the day after tomorrow at noon."

Want to spend one night in the mountains?

Sister Jing still refused to rest assured, how can the home be safe outside?

"This show is really, why did it be filmed at this time?" Sister Jing was a little dissatisfied with this.

Guan Yin didn't say that this was not something the platform did. He could feel that Tiqi was doing some work inside.

This is to clean up a batch of bold cannon fodder first.

It is unreasonable for him not to participate in this battle because it was the one who came for him.

"It's basically all in control, otherwise the sinister old man who can't see the situation can't be seen by that family?" Guan Yin comforted the widow's mother's emotions.

Sister Jing turned her head and looked at Waer's father in the eyes. Does this guy have anything to say to her?

Sister Jing questioned: "Tonight is new medicine soup and solemn ritual is not because of this?"

Guan Yin smiled and said, "Nothing is needed for this kind of thing? If there is really something big, why don't everyone come to send it to me..."

"Yeah, yeah, no, no, I'm very relieved." Sister Jing quickly stopped Waer's father's words.

You are not allowed to say unlucky words at this time.

Then wash your feet and prepare to take a break early!

Someone is coming to disturb him.

The second lady went downstairs with the phone.

"Looking for a shot," said the second lady.

who?

A magistrate of Kanto was said to have made outstanding contributions to the friendship between the emperor and the Japanese.

I don’t know what he thought, so he set up a memorial hall on the ground to commemorate a group of invaders back then.

Look, the two magistrates of Kanto have been dealt with, and they don’t know if this person is a stern person or why they ignore it.

They got investment from Japan and set up some intelligent production line in the local area. It is said that they wanted to build a fuel called combustible water, and at the same time, they built a memorial hall for a group of Japanese stationed in the local area that we destroyed. This is not counting. They also wanted to invite Teacher Guan to attend the inauguration ceremony.

This is what people say: "I have been studying in Japan for twelve years and know their minds. I should forget about that thing back then. Isn't I also engaged in cultural exchanges in Northeast Asia? It's not a good idea to commemorate it."

This made the second lady angry.

Who helped this person up and sat firmly?

She didn't understand. How could such a person be the prefect these days?

Then you have to let your elder brother-in-law take action and completely eliminate this bastard.

However, the second lady subconsciously felt that something must be strange about this.

So where is it strange?
Chapter completed!