Chapter 170: The Wicked Have Their Own Harvest (2)
The one he had just looked.
The newly grown pink and tender flesh on her forehead was embedded with dense black dots.
Thinking of the scene just now, Nan Chengyu once again felt goosebumps on his body.
Get one’s dander up.
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Nam Seung-yu quickly turned around and walked to the stroller.
He needs his well-behaved baby to wash his eyes.
The long and curved eyelashes on the little face of the good baby puff puff hung down quietly, the red little mouth opened slightly, the breathing was thin and soft, and the soft and slightly curly hair on the top of the head curled a small handful.
It's just that maybe it's because of the noise, and the little brow is frowning slightly.
Nan Chengyu stretched out his hand and stroked her eyebrows, watching her slightly furrowed eyebrows loosen, and his mood unconsciously relaxed.
The moment he saw Linlang's well-behaved baby again, Nan Chengyu almost stood up, and his heart became soft.
His good baby is really a pure and beautiful little angel.
As long as I look at her, no matter how bad my mood is, I can't help but clear up.
The eldest grandfather, the second grandfather, the old man Simo, and the captain saw the interaction between Nan Chengyu and Linlang, and they had mixed feelings.
After all, it was the grandfather who was the patriarch of the Lao Feng family who spoke up.
"Promise, this matter ......"
Grandpa wanted to wait until they discussed the results and then inform him, but when these words came to his lips, grandpa still couldn't say it after all.
Why!
The most aggrieved thing about this matter is to accept this little baby.
Chengyu has only been in their village for how long this little baby has been in their village, he has never heard of the grievances he has received, no matter what happens, it is Nan Chengyu who is wronged in the end.
The eldest grandfather sighed and was about to say something, but he heard Nan Chengyu speak sensibly.
"It's okay grandpa.
It's just that I don't understand, what does Feng Mingyue want to do?
Do you really want money?
I don't hide it, in addition to the passbook of 800 yuan, I also have more than 100 yuan and some tickets left by my mother, the money left by my mother to buy a coffin for my mother, buy a baby bottle for Linlang, buy cloth, buy clothes, buy a small quilt, and buy some odds and ends for me to eat, buy food, buy some odds and ends, all of which are almost clean.
These second grandfathers and Grandpa Mo should know something......"
Speaking of this, Nan Chengyu paused.
And the most eye-catching thing is afraid that it is Linlang's father's pension.
But—
I'm only seven years old this year, and Linlang is only a little over five months old, so even if I can work, what centimeters can I earn? If you want to feed the two of us, you can't do it without money. ”
When Nan Chengyu said this, looking at their thoughtful expressions, he knew that they had listened to his words, and he faintly agreed.
He pursed his lower lip, made a look of hard work, and turned around to take out the passbook from the small quilt of Linlang, which actually took out the passbook from the storage ring.
He looked at the stunned gazes of several people and smiled shyly.
"I think about it, it's just a bunch of little swaddling clothes, and I'm most at ease when I put it under my nose, so I ......"
In front of everyone's eyes, Nan Chengyu took out the passbook, and did not give them too much guess what he meant by taking out the money, and then said.
"I heard that Linlang's father has taken 500 yuan to completely divide it from the family, and my mother has never made any trouble when she lives here, so I thought, should I also take out some money and let Linlang also completely divide it and see how much I want to take?"
Nan Chengyu's words are a bit of a slap in the face of the old Feng family's three rooms.
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