Meng's father looked at Qian Mengmeng.

If he used to recognize this wife because of his son.

Then at this moment, he really recognized it from the bottom of his heart.

It is often said that a good wife can be found, but a good mother can be found.

With her watching from my grandson, why worry about not being able to succeed in the future?

He nodded slightly. When Qian Mengmeng and his grandson took their seats, he seemed to be concentrating on his meals, but in fact he was always paying attention to the opposite side.

Meng Yuran finished breakfast without hesitation and took Qian Mengmeng and her son away.

After Meng's mother got up, her father muttered in a low voice.

It's a pity that such a good wife wouldn't have a few more children.

So, at night, Meng Yuran smiled as he looked at his son who was well-behaved and put away his toys before going to bed.

"What are you doing?"

Qian Mengmeng looked puzzled.

Meng Yuran smiled and hugged her in her arms, "My father and mother called me several times, mainly asking when will you and me have a second child?"

Qian Mengmeng's eyes suddenly widened.

One of them will make her move to heaven and earth, and another one will not be able to transform into thousands of people?

"I told them that I would not consider it before Xiaobao went to school."

"What does it mean to not consider for the time being? Is it okay not to consider at all?"

Qian Mengmeng struggled out of his arms.

"Okay," Meng Yuran comforted her and pulled her back into her arms, "Don't be anxious first."

"The two of them just want to say it out one by one. Let's deal with it like this for the time being. When Xiaobao gets older, he will express his opinions, so the matter will naturally be left alone."

"Combined with your son's opinion, it's opinion, mine is air," Qian Mengmeng muttered.

"It's not enough for me," Meng Yuran laughed.

Qian Mengmeng rolled her eyes.

If she had the same effect with him, she would have swept him out long ago.

No words all night.

Early in the morning, Qian Mengmeng gave Meng Yuran the front foot and started chatting with Lin Miao.

I have talked a lot with Qian Mengmeng recently, and Luo Yan specially equipped her with Bluetooth headphones.

While listening to her complaints, Lin Miao found spring clothes for her son.

"Tell me, are they whimsical?" Qian Mengmeng snorted, "Don't you raise me after giving birth?"

"Do they know how much effort it takes to raise a child well? They just touched their mouths and died easily."

Lin Miao smiled.

"If you don't want to, don't give birth. Your Meng Yuran won't force you anyway."

"The words are right, but why do these words sound so annoying?"

Qian Mengmeng is still very unfair.

Lin Miao handed the folded clothes to Sister Zhu, "You, you've just been idle for too long and idle."

"Hey, I don't like to hear what you said," Qian Mengmeng said: "My little treasure is now a grade that even a cat or a dog is disliked."

"Do you know how busy I am?"

"If you are really busy, you will have no time to think about these things. Think about your past," Lin Miao smiled.

Earlier, when she hadn't moved for a month or two, that was her busiest time.

These words immediately touched Qian Mengmeng's nerves.

She lived with the old man at the beginning.

Although there are helpers, she also needs to take care of the old ones.

After sharing this, there are not many people who can help her.

Her son was almost raised by her.

At that time, she really had half of her eyes open when she was sleeping.

Thinking about it, she seemed to be quite free at that time.

"Speaking of this, let's go out for a walk one day," she said, "It's still cold, so the baby stays at home."

"I can't do it," Lin Miao smiled.

Luo Yan's advice was still in his ears. Before the Zhang family and Zhou family calmed down, she did not plan to step out of the yard.

"Okay, I know you have two sons to be busy," Qian Mengmeng muttered unwillingly.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at Meng Xiaobao who was having fun.

Otherwise, give him a playmate?

As soon as the thought arose, she immediately shook her head and shook it off.

Just kidding, this is absolutely not possible.

Qian Mengmeng repeatedly strengthened her belief and went to prepare lunch for her son.

In the evening, Meng Yuran came back early.

"Wife, I'll give it to you," he handed over a handful of delicate roses.

"Thank you," Qian Mengmeng looked surprised and quickly recalled what day it was.

It's not a wedding anniversary, nor is it the first meeting, nor is it the son's birthday.

"Wife, I have agreed with my mother that Xiaobao will go to their place and let's go out for dinner."

“I ordered your favorite restaurant.”

Meng Yuran looked attentive.

"What's wrong?"

Something went wrong, and Qian Mengmeng slapped him with some suspicion.

Meng Yuran hehe.

It’s because my parents chased each other too tightly, so he always had to make a gesture.

Moreover, with this little Douding, he hasn't been romantic with his wife for a long time.

"I'll go change some clothes," Qian Mengmeng went to the bedroom.

In the wedding anniversary, even though she had a son, she kept paying attention to her maintenance and her figure was still the same as in college over the years.

"How about it?"

Wearing a decent dress, she held the door frame with her hands and tilted her head slightly. The girl's purity is mixed with mature enchantment, which is particularly charming.

"It looks good," Meng Yuran didn't want to go out with such a beautiful wife.

It seems better to pack it and eat it at home.

Meng Yuran thought about making his wife sauce sauce into the sauce.

"Dad, let's go," Meng Xiaobao pulled the corner of his father's clothes with excitement.

Meng Xiaobao is still in the womb, and her nutrition is strong. With Qian Mengmeng's feeding, she has a great body

With just one pull, Meng Yuran was pulled down.

When he met his son's little face, Yi Nian immediately dissipated.

"Let's go," Qian Mengmeng hooked off her short velvet jacket and put it on.

The curve was immediately covered.

Meng Yuran passively followed her downstairs.

Then he sent his son away with random thoughts, and then stepped on the accelerator to the restaurant.

Because of the reservation in advance, the dishes were ready early in the morning.

The two of them sat down and the dishes came up.

"Come on, my wife, try this shrimp, it's all freshly peeled shrimps," Meng Yuran picked up the shrimp and put it in her bowl.

At this moment, Qian Mengmeng could already be sure that Meng Yuran must be making some ideas.

She slowly picked up the shrimps, intending to wait and see what happened.

Unexpectedly, she felt nauseous as soon as the shrimps entered her mouth.
To be continued...