Han Yanhui glanced at his wife through the rearview mirror and sighed lightly: "If you are unwilling, you will arrest her for a few more days?" ”

"Forget it." Zhao Xinyue retracted her gaze and said with a wry smile, "No matter how you say it, she is my mother, and it is not appropriate for me to arrest her again and again." ”

"Since you think so, don't have a gloomy face, your relatives are me and Beibei."

"I'm just angry that she said let's Beibei, you said that she was sorry for Beibei, why do you still have the face to say something ugly?" Saying that, Zhao Xinyue waved her hand again, "I'm also a fool, I know her temperament, and I'm still thinking about this ......."

"I really don't remember to eat......" Han Yanhui shook his head with emotion, "It's only been a few days since I was released, when I heard that we were here, I ran over and jumped again, it's also solid enough, why don't you look like her?" ”

"Nasty!" Knowing that her husband was ridiculing her like this to make herself happy, Zhao Xinyue glanced at the other party with disgust, and patted her daughter's little hand comfortingly, "Beibei, Mom promises you, if she dares to say that you are not a word again, Mom will definitely not spare her." ”

"Okay." Zongbei nodded, "I believe Mom." ”

And Mrs. Zhao's side, the more she pondered it after returning home, the more she didn't taste it, she was really unwilling to be hung up like this, so she simply took her pickled pickles and went to the county to find Jin Jialin.

Seeing the old lady Zhao who found the door, Jin Jialin is really big, before, he had such a thought in his heart, so he has been letting this old lady everywhere, and now he knows that his idea is not suitable, so he naturally doesn't want to continue to deal with the other party.

It's a pity that he didn't want to deal with it, so the old lady didn't leave the door, and the people looked really unpleasant, so Jin Jialin had no choice but to let the doorman take her to his office.

"Big Gold ......" The moment she saw Jin Jialin, Mrs. Zhao seemed to see a relative, and tears came out, "Are you really not going to take care of your aunt?" How can we say that we have been in love for so many years? ”

"Auntie, you think too much, I'm really busy." Jin Jialin looked at her helplessly, "You see that this year is closed, there are thousands of things in the factory, and I am indispensable for all of them, so I really can't spare time." Glancing at his watch, he said, "I'll have a meeting in ten minutes, Auntie, what do you have to say quickly, okay?" ”

"Big Gold ......"

Jin Jialin waved his hand to interrupt Mrs. Zhao: "Auntie, you can call me Lao Jin, or Jia Lin, don't call me Da Jin, it's not appropriate." "To be honest, when I had thoughts before, the other party called him like this, and he felt very close, but now when I listen to the other party calling him, I have a feeling of goosebumps all over my body, and sure enough, my thoughts have changed, and my feelings have changed.

As long as it doesn't involve her own interests, Mrs. Zhao is absolutely good, and quickly changed her words: "Jialin, my aunt wants to ask you for something, you can continue to give the money given to me every month, okay?" ”

said that he wiped the tears that did not exist in the corners of his eyes, and complained, "At my age, if you let me suffer again, even if I am willing, my body will not be able to do it." ”

"Auntie, I am not related to you, I have no obligation to ......do this," said Jin Jialin, Jin Jialin sighed, "Moreover, why I can't give you that money, you also know." ”