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Chapter 32 Freedom?Whose credit is it?

In the house, Jiang Laidi stepped into the big house cautiously with a broom in hand.

The aunt said that the house should be cleaned before they come back today.

Jiang Zhaodi, who looks like a little tail, followed her second sister closely, holding a coarse cloth in his hand.

Because of her young age, her grandma was afraid that she would go into the house to clean and drop things, so she was not allowed to enter other rooms before. Today is the first time Jiang Zhaodi has entered the big house.

Jiang Zhaodi lowered his head, his small face was timid, and his dark eyes looked around because of curiosity.

Sanniu’s room is so big, it’s so bright and spacious, it’s bigger than the room where her parents sleep, wow~ Sanniu’s bed is so big, she can sleep five of them, no wonder Sanniu’s sister is white and fat Yes, it turned out that she lived in a bright and spacious room. Could it be that she lived in such a room with her sisters and could become the same as Sanniu's sister?

Jiang Zhaodi's eyes sparkled with envy, and she will live in a bright house with her sister in the future.

Brother Jiang Laidi was careful when cleaning, for fear of breaking something, and when he finally breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the thick cloth dripping with water from the younger sister rubbing against the stool, so frightened, Jiang Laidi threw the younger sister outside and picked it up by himself. The rag was tidied away hurriedly, and he greeted Mengmeng.

Jiang Mengmeng twisted her little butt, climbed onto the bed, and waved her chubby paw, "Sister Erniu, remember to help Mengmeng close the door."

Brother Jiang Lai let out an "hey" and closed the door lightly.

"Little sister, you shouldn't have wiped the stool with a dripping rag just now. If the eldest aunt comes back and sits on it, we two will suffer today." It was timely, otherwise when the stool was soaked in water, the uncle would have to skin them when he came back.

Brother Jiang pouted, stuck out his tongue, and said coquettishly, "Second sister, I know I was wrong, but sister Sanniu's room is so big, it's really bright and spacious, and it's better than my parents' room."

Brother Jiang Lai recalled the pile of books next to the cabinet, and couldn't help being envious, "Yes, San Niu is really good, we have to study hard like San Niu, and when I turn back, I will call my eldest sister to count."

Jiang Zhaodi's eyes lit up, and his tone revealed joy, "Second Sister, have you counted them all? That's amazing."

Brother Jiang Lai blushed with joy, "It's all thanks to your Sanniu sister."

The amazing Jiang Mengmeng is drowsy holding the book, mother, why are the words spinning in circles while reading the book?

Just when Jiang Mengmeng was putting down the book and going to sleep or not sleeping and reading the book with her eyelids open, she was interrupted by a cold mechanical reminder.

"Success taught Jiang Laidi to count, and the freedom point +1."

Jiang Mengmeng opened her eyelids, and jumped up happily, "Hahahaha~, God has helped Mengmeng, Mengmeng will no longer have to be scratched by learning."

System: Hehehe, what a beautiful thought.

Jiang Mengmeng covered her mouth, no, you can't laugh so presumptuously, um, be more tactful, mother said she wants her to be a little lady.

La la la, la la la, it turns out that teaching can give you more freedom. From now on, you don’t have to worry about teaching and reading and signing in.

So, Baimei, who had just wandered around on the beach and entered the house, saw her daughter running around the yard with short legs, laughing like a chubby ball, rolling back and forth in the yard as soon as she entered the yard.

Baimei: ...

Why did my daughter go crazy if she didn't see her for a day?

Could it be that the "Father" taught by the child's father last night scared the girl silly?

Should not be ah.

Just as Baimei was about to put down the barrel, she had a 360 five-degree observation.

Jiang Mengmeng, who was so happy, saw her mother with sharp eyes, and jumped over happily, hanging on her mother's lap.

"Wow, mom, mom, Mengmeng misses you so much."

The corner of Baimei's mouth twitched: ...Don't miss me, mom is a little scared.

"Wait, let mom get ready first." Baimei took a deep breath, preparing to hear the bad news from her daughter.

"Come on, mom is ready, what bad thing did you do today? Did you finish eating the mung bean cakes your dad hid in the cupboard, or did you find the cream your dad secretly bought for me?"

Jiang Mengmeng: ...That's right, quite suddenly.

"Wow! Mom, Dad is too eccentric. He even secretly bought cream for Mom, but not Mengmeng, and agreed to share weal and woe? You and Dad secretly hid mung bean cake behind my back!!!"

Jiang Mengmeng was angry, the kind of angry, her pouting mouth could hang oil bottles, she folded her arms, fat flesh squeezed out from the seams of her arms, with a straight face, standing in front of her mother In front of him, he turned his head away, stubbornly preparing to cover up the ten yuan that he got at the check-in for a while longer.

Bai Meixin was thumped hard, she rolled up her sleeves, and rubbed her cute little face vigorously, "Oh, my daughter is really rare for my mother, she deserves to be born by me, she looks so cute It's so cute."

"Songkai (open), Songkai (open)," Jiang Mengmeng yelled after being rubbed.

Baimei babbled happily, babbled a few times, put her arms around Jiang Mengmeng's chubby body with one hand, carried her from the creaking hole, and walked away, carrying the bucket with the other hand and striding towards the kitchen.

Jiang Mengmeng stared unrequitedly, her short legs followed the arc of her mother's walk, swaying.

She obviously came here to claim credit, why did she become the fish on her mother's cutting board?

It's not scientific.

Baimei hugged Mengmeng, hummed a tune, walked steadily, not as delicate and frail as she was at work, crumbling.

Seeing that her mother was completely ignorant of her, Jiang Mengmeng was ready to use her trump card!

I saw a piece of ten yuan grandpa Mao tremblingly fluttering in the wind.

Baimei, who was about to chop fish with one hand, suddenly stopped her hand, her eyes glowed, and she stared at the pretty and lively Grandpa Mao.

Mengmeng retracted her paw carefully, and muttered, "Mom, what are you looking at?"

"Don't move!" Baimei yelled, showing a kind mother's smile, "Girl, are your hands sore? Is your little finger tired? Come on, put it down, let mom do it, ouch, my little darling, Don't get tired."

Jiang Aiguo, who left early, just came in with a fishy smell. Seeing the familiar bills, Jiang Aiguo subconsciously touched the pocket where the money was.

After touching it, I came back to my senses, no, the ten yuan Qi Heng gave has already been used, so it can't be a ticket, so what's the matter with this ticket?

Baimei shrugged her nose, turned her head to see Jiang Aiguo, quickly grabbed the ticket and put it in her pocket, and stared at Jiang Aiguo warningly, "This time it's mine, I don't even want your ten dollars, mine is yours." You can't even miss it."

It's impossible not to miss it, but just keep it for your daughter-in-law, ten yuan, "Take it and take it, who cares."

Not rare on the lips, but extremely rare in the heart.