An Xia rubbed her sore head, looked at her watch, and at less than six o'clock, she got up to make breakfast and cooked ten more eggs. Aunt Ma was like her own relatives on weekdays. When her mother came, she always wanted to come over to say hello to the old man.

An Xia spoke to her grandmother, holding ten eggs and two more cans. After thinking about it, she put down the can and took a can of wheat lactating semen. She could also be considered as giving Aunt Ma a good face, so she went to Aunt Ma's house.

As soon as he entered the door, a little boy rushed over. The three or four-year-old child was a little small. An Xia didn't see it and almost knocked down by him. Several eggs on the plate fell off. Fortunately, they were cooked, otherwise they would be wasted.

"Zhuangzhuang, oh, run slowly, fall again, Aihua, look at the child, don't know how to eat, it's true."

The old lady complained, but she loved her grandson the most. She hurried over and hugged the naughty little boy. An Xia hurriedly greeted the old lady. The old lady was stunned, "Are you An Xia?"

"Grandma, it's me. I don't know if you are here, there is nothing at home. I'll give these to you."

When the little boy saw the iron can of wheat milk, his eyes lit up. He remembered that this thing was sweet and fragrant, and the water was very delicious. He immediately struggled to break free from his grandmother's arms. Aunt Ma hurried out when he heard the noise.

"Xia Xia, look at why you took so many things."

"Auntie, what's so much? This wheat milk sperm can nourish grandma's body." An Xia handed over the thing, and suddenly the pain in her face on her calf was piercing. She looked down and saw a small footprint on her pants.

"Give it to me, I want to drink it, give it to me!" The little boy Zhuangzhuang spoke in a slight voice, but he looked very domineering. Seeing that An Xia didn't respond, he simply started to grab it.

"Hiss." An Xia took pain and exclaimed.

Aunt Ma's face suddenly turned red, "Zhuangzhuang, how could you kick Sister An Xia? This is for grandma..."

"I want to drink, wuwu, I want to drink this, this!" Before Aunt Ma finished speaking, she suddenly remembered the loud cry of the little boy. While crying, he also hit the people around him with his fist. An Xia took a step back quietly and avoided the child's fist.

"Sister, Zhuangzhuang is just a four-year-old child. She is so young and ignorant. What do you think he is doing?" Behind him was Aunt Ma's brother and sister Aihua's voice dissatisfied.

"Oh, good grandmother doesn't cry, grandma will rush now, don't cry or cry."

The old lady took the lactation sperm from An Xia's hand and entered the main hall. The little boy immediately followed her grandmother and kept shouting, "Hurry up." If you want this now, you will be very domineering."

"Sister, you don't even have some fruits at home. Zhuangzhuang has to eat at least two kinds of fruits every day."

"Aihua, I'll buy it later. You can have breakfast first."

After saying that, Aunt Ma turned around and apologized to An Xia. An Xia shook her head and said she didn't care, "Aunt, how long will grandma stay this time?"

As soon as these words came out, Aunt Ma's smile froze, "I don't know, nor dare to ask, you know my mother has a bad temper, but my brother is still at home. The young couple shouldn't be separated for long and will be able to go back in a few days."

"Auntie, then you have something to tell me, don't be polite."

Aunt Ma nodded, An Xia gave the egg and left quickly because she saw that unlucky child was making trouble and eating fried rice was not delicious. She took a spoon and threw the rice everywhere. She had a headache when she saw this naughty child, and she just hoped to hide from afar.

As soon as she left the door, An Xia vaguely heard the sound of the porcelain bowls falling to the ground inside, and then the cry of the naughty child sounded, and then the old lady cursed. Of course, Aunt Ma was scolded. An Xia was also a little angry when she was very sympathetic.

The child is ignorant and the adults are not sensible. Being used to the child like this will harm the child. But she suddenly remembered the words of her previous life, and she spoiled this person as a fool, and let the society beat him up. This child is like this now, and she will suffer losses sooner or later when she grows up.

Thinking of these things, she felt much more comfortable. After she went back, her grandmother asked how the elderly man in Aunt Ma's house was in good health. An Xia answered the situation, and complained that Aunt Ma's mother was mean to Aunt Ma.

"You don't know that the old lady gave birth to three daughters in order to have her son, but finally gave up. Now she has a eldest grandson. That's the only seed of their Gao family! Your Aunt Ma is the boss, and the boss usually suffers the most at home. She is the only one who suffers from suffering and suffering, so there is no way. Everyone is like this. Sons are more important. After all, they have to follow their son when they are old."

"But..." An Xia was about to say that you gave birth to four sons. Except for the fourth uncle, who has ever cared about your life or death, but she still didn't say it, because she found that even if she said that a few uncles were not good, her grandmother would protect them. On the contrary, she was the most filial fourth uncle. Grandma didn't feel sorry for her. They all said that her parents loved her younger son the most and did not show it to her grandmother at all.

It was almost noon, Aunt Ma's mother took her daughter-in-law and Aunt Ma to see Yang Jinying. As soon as the little boy came in, he rushed around and shouted, making the small stool and broom pickup basket jingle, and lay all over the floor. Several adults sat and talked in Yang Jinying's house. An Xia could only stare at the little boy with a headache.

When the little boy saw An Xia staring at him, he even pushed the table twice. Although the four-year-old child was very strong, the table could be pushed and made a noisy noise. When the boy saw An Xia frowned, he pushed it harder, with a sense of pride on his face.

An Xia stared at the boy at the corner of the table, focusing on one place, with a faint expectation in her heart.

The thoughts were in her mind a few times, and the little boy suddenly made a sharp cry. He cried while shouting loudly, and the old lady immediately rushed out of the inner room.

"What's wrong, Dasun? Don't cry, grandma feels distressed when she hears it."

"The table hit my foot, whimper, toe headache!" The boy pointed at the table and suddenly slapped hard, "Grandma, beat it to death, beat it to death."

The old lady immediately slapped the table. An Xia, who was loud, felt ache when she heard it, "I'll beat you, beloved grandson, stop crying, grandma will beat it to death."

"No, cut it, burn it, burn it!"

The little boy seemed to be unhappy, and he cried louder and kept thrusting. He kicked and hit the table with his hands and feet, causing Yang Jinying to ask what happened. In the end, Aunt Ma used the temptation to go to the convenience store to trick the little boy away. An Xia politely sent them out. As a result, when he entered the door, he heard Aunt Ma's mother's complaints in the next yard.

It seemed that she couldn't even take good care of a child. Such a big girl was useless at all. An Xia was stunned and thought that Aunt Ma's mother was really inexplicable.

At noon, she sliced ​​the soy sauce pork belly sent by Aunt Ma, served with large pieces of green chili, stir-fryed over high heat, then stir-fryed another vegetable, a cold cucumber, and allocated half a bowl of meat to Anjiaye to deliver.
Chapter completed!