Chapter 1192: True match

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The elders quarreled, and the younger ones were embarrassed to say more. Lin Mumu did not say anything during the period. Qiao Hui said that she could only follow Qiao Hui’s return to the army.
When Yunxiao started the car, Qiao Huiqi was a little better, pulling Lin Mumu asked:
"Is it impulsive again?"
"Mom, you are this character. He knows that you are good for him. You will not really be angry with you. I guess he said those words, I want to take you away, afraid that your words will stimulate Wenning."
"This is something outside of the food! The fox is his loved one, then what about me? Hey, she is not worthy of her long-connected fox." Qiao Huiqi, my heart is more resentful to Wenning.
Lin Mumu can only persuade her: "Mom, he has known Wenning for 30 years, and he has known him for less than 30 days. For him, Wenning is more pro-friendly and normal."
"Hey, I can't help it!" Qiao Hui thought that Lin Mumu said it makes sense and sighed.
"Right, Lin Tianyi is not in Urumqi City. Let the deaf children accompany you in the past, and find him to drive Deng Yi to drive evil. Don't be enchanted by Wenning.
Right, bring Xiaobin to play.

"Good." Lin Mumu nodded.
Lin Mumu knows clearly that Deng Yi is not evil. If he says evil, the evil of his feelings is not that Taoist can be expelled.
Just thinking about making Qiao Hui feel at ease, lest she continue to quarrel with Deng Yi and have a lot of bad feelings.
"Xiao Bin, you can't learn your father so confused in the future. It's okay to make a girlfriend, you must not lose yourself know?"
"Well, I listen to my aunt. I must not find a bad woman like her to make you angry." Xiaobin nodded as a small adult.
Fortunately, Xiaobin and Qiao Hui have a heart, and also let Qiao Hui feel more satisfied. Even if the heart is burning again, it is not necessary to let go first. Said that the mouth is broken, people Deng Yi did not listen.
Waiting for the troops, leaving for noon.
Qiao Hui was busy in the set of yard houses that Yunxiao had divided down, and got an oven to bake the snacks.
Qiao Hui felt that Lin Mumu did not use it. She shouted for her to pick up the dishes that had just been planted in the yard and let Yunxiao help them.
So Xiaobin was accompanied by Qiao Hui in the kitchen, and Yunxiao helped Lin Mumu.
The original empty courtyard also began to be full of vitality.
Next door, there is a 50-year-old Liu Dazhao who chats with Qiao Hui on weekdays. When they see their family coming back, they knock on the door and send them some vegetables.
"This is a very nice thing. I took your dish the day before yesterday. I can do it today." Qiao Hui looked at the basket and quickly resigned.
"Your daughter-in-law is coming, you still can't do something delicious. OK, it's all neighbors in the neighborhood. You just came over, the food hasn't grown out yet, and it's too far to go out. When I first came, They are all giving me.
We are in Xinjiang, where there is no shortage of land. Every household has a large yard. If you don’t have enough vegetable fields, you can go to the foot of the mountain to open another piece. Anyway, there is no place for you.

"That, thank you, I am making cookies, and I will go back and give you a grandson to eat."
"That's a good feeling, the fresh things of the people in the city, we haven't tasted it yet. You taught me what to do."
Liu Dazhao followed Qiao Hui to the kitchen, two women squatting.
To put it bluntly, it is not all the short-term, grandchildren of the parents.