Chapter 91

Each year, Yan Yan's birthday is home. On that day, he may not be able to see his uncle, uncle, cousin, cousin, brothers and sisters, etc. It is necessary to be spectacular in three long dining tables.

Yan Yan drove into the door. Before the car stopped, she was dressed as a young ten -year -old Ms. Zeng Cuicui. She pinched the grandmother's crocodile skin and quickly welcomed it. The first sentence was: "What about Xiao Lu?"

Yan Yan got out of the car and had no expression, and said casually: "Oh his body is uncomfortable, no anymore."

Mother Yan was startled and asked carefully, "Quarrel?"

"—— Where can I go?" Yan Yan laughed, and put the red wine brought from the house into his mother's arms: "Your son is so charming, the daughter -in -law loves me too late, and eat it. Xiongxin Leopard dare to quarrel with me? "

Ms. Zeng Cui rolled her restrained white eyes, and saw Yan Yan smoke into the door. She didn't stop her footsteps. While shouting "Oh!" "Cousin!" The crowd scraped the storage room on the second floor like a whirlwind. Zeng Cui thought he was looking for. After a moment, he saw that he scraped downstairs again like a whirlwind, holding a mahogany box in his hand, and keeping his footsteps out.

"You are a prodigal!" Zeng Cui chased behind, "Did you get your dad's treasure collection again?"

Yan Yan didn't return: "My dad said, everything in his last was mine!"

Ms. Zeng Cui's hips, just about to scold his son, only listened to Yan Yan and made up a sentence: "Except for his favorite wife!"

"..." Ms. Zeng Cui blushed with her face, and she forgot all when she scolded her stomach. After a while, she stunned: "One old and one young is not serious." Then he secretly rushed back to the house to find her husband. Essence

Yan Yan put the mahogany box containing four tea cakes into the debris box under the co -pilot, patted the door to close the door, and said that this can at least let Jiang Park the soul dream all the year -but according to the style of Jiang Po It must be reluctant to disassemble the second cake for a while and a half. It is estimated that he should take other cheap tea for a few weeks before he will secretly remove the old Tongxing in a quiet night in a quiet night in a certain night. Licking his mouth and pretending nothing happened.

After all, Yan Yan was still young. When he thought of Jiang Pai, his heart was slightly hot, and he did not find that his mouth had tilted up.

"Three uncle and three aunt!"

"Hey, thank you Aunt!"

"Well, the cousin has grown taller again, how much did the final exam exam?"

Native

Every year is a fixed process, and Yan Yan is very proficient.

The true manager of the Yan family is Yan Yan's father and mother. He himself does not participate in the business at all. In the future, he is destined to be a shaking shopkeeper who invites professional managers. All kinds of interests and business exchanges can hardly involve him. The main purpose of his appearance at home at home is to declare that he is still alive, neither death, nor for the time being to be swept out of the floor by his parents for old man.

The third aunt explained from the other end of the dining table, and said with a long -term voice: "Yan Yan is one year old, and he is not young. Pay attention to his family!"

Yan Yan said with a smile.

"Seeing that your second cousin has already found a girlfriend, your lobby girl is now pregnant. Why are you still alone? The danger of work should be more home earlier.

Yan Yan: "Yes ..."

At this time, at this time, Yan Yan was destroyed by a lot of elders. This year, Yan's father quarreled with his placket twice this year. Home? My son has already talked about it! "

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the third aunt was almost startled.

"The objects are also in the municipal bureau. The work is particularly good and the age is quite handsome. People are still very handsome! Yesterday, I still cook meals at home for us!" Father Yan showed off in the eyes of relatives around him: "Don't believe you ask Cui Cui, right?" Cui Cui? "

Yan Yan: "..."

Yan's mother never lost Yan's face before people, and immediately found her mobile phone in the shocked eyes around her, opened the album, and called out the oil burst prawns, potato stewed beef, tomato scrambled eggs, and pork ribs soup that yesterday took them in Yan Yan's house yesterday. … Wait for the eighteen layers of filter pictures. The relatives of the table were circulated in turn, and they were holding the scene. Various etiquette praises.

"It's okay, it's okay, it may be almost in terms of fertility." Mother Yan and the seven aunts and eight aunts humbledly said: "But I have said that I have gone to the United States to surrogate three children, and my children are good! I agree that they can have a child. Once……"