Chapter 335

Although the more he contacted, the more he found his daughter-in-law's secret, he respected her secret and was sincerely happy that she had such ability.

"Your daughter-in-law is so powerful, why do you ask me to go back?"

In the face of such an eye-catching love, as well as from time to time to plug his dog food, Leng Jinpeng feels more and more glass heart, can't help but want to give red sun back.

Why is he such a lonely old man?

Although Chiyang calls his wife warm in his heart every time, he still hasn't got that book, so he dare not shout.

At the moment, his voice was said by Leng Jinpeng. Although he was accepted, he was also happy in his heart.

He likes to hear people say, "your daughter-in-law XX..." In that case. Even if he was hated, he was happy.

Don't ask Leng Jinpeng how he can see his happiness at the moment from the serious face of Chiyang. He has been with this boy for 26 years, and he can see even if he raises a hair.

In a word, after he said this, Leng Jinpeng could see that he not only didn't make this kid angry, but also made him happy.

Recalling his words, Leng Jinpeng quietly pursed his lips.

He admitted that he stuffed the dog food for himself.

Knowing that saying "your daughter-in-law XXX" would make him happy for a long time, he would not say it.

Look at these two great men quarreling in front of themselves. Zhong wennuan has a headache.

"Uncle Leng, I thought you had a good appetite for food before, so I didn't expect you would be particularly painful, so I used ordinary acupuncture for you. First, I wanted to see what happened to you after acupuncture. Second, I didn't bring any thread that day. I had time to buy the line this noon, so today I want to bury the line directly for you. "

"What do you mean by buried wire? Put the thread in your stomach? "

Leng Jinpeng has always been afraid of injection. After zhongnuan gave him acupuncture that day, he felt not only no pain, but also very comfortable. That's why he waited so obediently for zhongnuan to give him the injection, otherwise he would have run early.

Now, if he wants to sew in his belly, he feels that his belly has become a blanket, and his scalp can't help feeling numb.

Look at Leng Jinpeng's way of looking at Zhong Nuan, you will know that he misunderstood.

"Uncle Leng, does the needle hurt?"

"Needling doesn't hurt, but..."

"That's it. It won't hurt much to bury the thread than to prick the needle. Lie down. "

Leng Jinpeng:

After a look at Chiyang, he originally wanted to ask this kid to say two good words for him. In fact, he was more inclined to give Zhong Nuan two more injections after class. However, he swallowed the words on the serious face.

"Warm, can you give him a needle every day? If it's inconvenient for you, I can send him to the city. Do you think it's a good effect to have a needle every day or to bury the thread? "

Leng Jinpeng looks at Chiyang. It's rare that this kid is so kind to help him talk. He did not waste so much of his dog food, mercilessly abused by him.

"You don't have to look at me like this. I'm not helping you escape the line. I'd like to ask which is better for you. If it's better to bury the thread, I'm sure I won't suggest warm to give you a needle every day. "

Leng Jinpeng:

Then the eyes of the two people shine to the searchlight to warm the body.

"In a very simple way, uncle Leng said that after I gave him a needle, I could only manage it until the next morning, so..."