Chapter 2071: The son-in-law came to the door (seven)

Qiao Yaruan looked up at Feng Feng. At this time, her father had already opened the door and went out to exercise. It seems that they are guarding them today.
Qiao Yaruan hugged Xiaobu to the past, and let Xiaobu speak after ringing the doorbell.
"Oh, my grandfather." Xiao Budai wore a small hat on his down jacket, and his voice was dull, but he could not hinder the clarification, but his grandmother's pronunciation was not accurate.
Inside, Father Qiao heard a little bit of noise, an old heart was rippling, and Mother Qiao moved, but there was no sign of softening.
"Parents, I know you are at home." Qiao Yaruan spoke straight.
"We have nothing to do with you at home, let's go." Mother Qiao said angrily.
Qiao Yaruan looked back at Feng Feng. Feng Feng did not speak, because he knew that things would only get worse at this time.
Qiao Yaruan looked down at her daughter, whispered in her ear, blinked a little under her hat, and said crisply again, "Well, it's so cold outside."
As soon as Father Joe heard it, he couldn't sit still.
"The child is still so young, and it's cold outside, what if it freezes?" Father Qiao said, immediately got up and went out to open the door.
Mother Qiao hesitated, but didn't really stop the voice. After all, she had been looking forward to her little granddaughter since yesterday. At this moment, she was reluctant to open the door just because she blame Feng Feng.
After Father Qiao came out, he hurriedly made way for them to come in, "Come in, come in quickly, and let Grandpa see us a little bit younger."
"Hello grandpa." Xiao Bu yelled crisply.
Qiao Yaruan handed little to his father Joe and lowered his shoes.
"Looking at this child, it looks much better than the photo. How can he look so handsome," Father Qiao said excitedly.
Qiao Yaruan helped Feng Feng take the slippers before he said, "Like Fengfeng's mother, not like us."
"Like Fengfeng, unlike you." Father Qiao told the truth.
"The temper is like Yaya, this is good." Feng Feng said quickly, looking at his mother-in-law from time to time.
Father Joe glanced at Fengfeng, and his face was gloomy again.
The little down jacket was taken off, and now it was convenient for the body, and his eyes were turning slowly, "Mum, my family is cleaner than ours."
Little nodded speech, Qiao Yaruan's mouth twitched, girl, let you take care of you, don't degrade your mummy.
Sure enough, the little words made Mother's face a little better.
Feng Feng was carrying things, the ingredients were on the ground, and the gifts were on the table, "Parents, these—"
"Don't call it so early. I don't admit you two got married." Mother Qiao sneered.
Feng Feng's face was a little stunned, and the filmmaker's strength staged what was called grievance.
"Mom, you—"
Feng Feng reached out and took Qiao Yaruan's arm, and said again: "That line, when will I wait for my aunt to accept me, I will change my mouth."
What else did Mother Qiao want to say, but Feng Feng had lowered her posture so much that she couldn't really say anything else.
"Come on, look no further, look at the food and toys that I got up to prepare for you in the morning."
Mother Qiao took her husband out last night to buy a lot of toys and snacks, and at this moment they were piled on the table in the restaurant.
Qiao Ya Nguyen raised his tiptoe and glanced, but couldn't help but scratch his lips.