There was only one person left in the lively banquet.

Zhou Zhou had no choice but to pack up the things on the table.

When she finished packing, she came to the open hall.

The whole villa was very quiet, as if in an instant, she was the only one in the world.

Zhou Zhou was silent for a while, and suddenly remembered the person who was always quiet.

He is obviously very smart and capable, but he is always willing to stand in the dark and leave all the light to others.

At first, she couldn't understand and thought to herself how could such a stupid person be there.

But gradually, looking at the boss's attitude towards him, she vaguely understood.

Later, she found that because she was too concerned, she had lost her heart unknowingly.

But I didn't expect that before I could pick it up, the others had already left.

Zhou Zhou sighed softly and slowly went back to the house.

Sister Zhu became confused when she heard the movement.

"Here I'm back."

Zhou Zhou paused slightly and responded in a low voice.

A sound of fabric rubbing, the light was turned on.

Sister Zhu leaned against the pillow and looked over. Seeing Zhou Zhou's face turned slightly red, she became busy.

"Why have you drunk so much?"

"Not much," Zhou Zhou grabbed Sister Zhu and whispered: "Just two cups, it will be fine in a while."

Zhou Zhou was faintly filled with alcohol, not strong, but only faint.

Sister Zhou moved her nose and did not force it.

"I'll brush my teeth, you go to bed first," Zhou Zhou finished speaking softly, turning to wash.

Sister Zhu lay back again, listening to the drizzle of water, she was a little dazed.

Before I knew it, the child had grown up.

It's time to have your own little home.

Zhou Zhou came out of the bathroom and saw that Sister Zhu was not sleeping, and was a little surprised.

“She sat down to the bed, wiped the lotion from her hands, and prepared to fall asleep.

Sister Zhu looked at her daughter and whispered: "You are not young anymore, do you have any plans?"

"What are the plans?" Zhou Zhou had just washed his face with cold water, and he was a little more awake than before.

Seeing that Zhou Zhou was back so soon, Sister Zhu immediately became interested and hurriedly approached her.

"Miss is about the same age as you. Look at her, she already has three children."

Zhou Zhou suddenly fell silent.

Sister Zhu mistakenly thought she was moved and continued to work harder, "Even Mrs. Meng, the two children are so cute."

Zhou Zhou frowned. He wanted to say something, but turned his head to meet Sister Zhu's shining eyes, but he didn't know what to say.

"I know this in my mind," she muttered for a long time, covering her head.

Sister Zhu's expression suddenly faded.

I thought she had already thought about it.

She lay down in depression, looked at the ceiling, and whispered: "Mom is not young anymore and can't take care of her for a few years. I thought that when you get married, I will help you take care of your children for a few more years, so that it won't delay your work."

Zhou Zhou did not respond, and Sister Zhu's voice became lower and lower, and the last sentence was even held in her mouth.

Every week has not moved.

Sister Zhu finally turned off the lights.

No words all night.

The next morning, Sister Zhu's biological clock broke out.

As soon as I sat up, I heard a noise from the child coming from outside.

Sister Zhu hurriedly put on her clothes and went to wash.

Zhou Zhou usually works late, and seeing Sister Zhu is so anxious, he couldn't help but say, "It's still early now, so don't worry."

"What's the matter early? The children have all got up," Sister Zhu finished washing up as quickly as possible, packed her hair, and went out, and told her while walking, "Hurry up, don't let someone wait for you for breakfast."

Zhou Zhou silted, listening to the sound of closing the door, he was a little dazed.

It turns out that her mother comes here every morning.

Thinking of this, she suddenly lost all sleepiness.

After packing it up, it was already very lively outside.

Meng Zhu was playing with the children.

In just one morning, she became a child and was having fun in the living room with children of all sizes.

When she saw Zhou Zhou coming down, she raised her hand and was dragged away by the children.

Lin Miao and Qian Mengmeng were making breakfast. Seeing how lively the few people were having fun, I couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Zhou came over and saw two kinds of Chinese and Western breakfasts on the table, and said, "Is there anything I want me to do?"

Lin Miao looked outside and saw that everyone had gotten up, and said, "Help me serve all the food."

Then he shouted: "It's time to eat."

When Meng Zhu heard this, she immediately raised her head and greeted the young people, "Go and have a meal."

The children cheered and surrounded her towards the dining room.

"Really, I didn't expect she had this ability," Qian Mengmeng couldn't help laughing as she looked at her style.

Lin Miao smiled, but was very sad.

How sad she feels if a person who likes children so much is not born.

She sucked and smiled, "With her here, we can save ourselves."

"In the future, anyone who wants to be lazy will be organized to gather, so that they can be lazy with justice."

Qian Mengmeng agreed very much and nodded vigorously, "No need to be too far away. Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, let's get together again."

"You really dare to think about it," Lin Miao sneered her, "You must dare to kidnap all your family out, and see if your old lady can spare you."

"Why can't it be?" Qian Mengmeng felt a little weak when she heard Lin Miao mention her mother-in-law.

But no matter how weak it is, face is a must.

Lin Miao knew it well, but did not expose it, and just smiled and shook his head.

While talking, Zhou Zhou had already brought all the breakfast.

"Is there anything else?"

She asked.

"It's gone, you go there quickly. I'll put the ham out and go there," Lin Miao said, shutting down the work.

Qian Mengmeng served the eggs just fried.

"By the way, you open fire every morning at home, you're not tired," Qian Mengmeng muttered.

In the past, the chef was still there, but it was nothing to do if someone arranged it.

Now that people go home, they all return to Lin Miao after three meals a day.

When Qian Mengmeng thought that she had to turn on fire and cook every day, she was just a capital letter.

"There is no way. Our family has exactly the same stomach. When the old man is there, he is used to this."

Speaking of this, Lin Miao's expression slightly dimmed.

Qian Mengmeng knew that she was sad again and said, "Hey, look at these people, we are not waiting for us to work hard."

Lin Miao raised her eyes and saw the men eating each other.

Qian Mengmeng stood in front of Meng Yuran with a dish and looked unkind.

Meng Yuran looked up and was startled.

"Here," he hurriedly smiled and pulled the stool beside him.

"I've got you your favorite," he put his hand in hand and moved the plate to Qian Mengmeng.

Qian Mengmeng lowered her head and saw that it was indeed what she liked to eat, so her complexion improved.

Lin Miao shook his head and smiled, putting the ham to the table close to Meng Yuran.

Turning his head and sitting down, Luo Yan pushed the lean meat porridge over.

"There is less meat and more skin eggs," Luo Yanping said lightly, and naturally picked up a small golden steamed bun and put it on the plate next to her.
Chapter completed!