The door curtain was lifted, and a cold wind swept over. Lian Tianyu walked in from outside with a bag of cabbage, put the cabbage at the door, shook off the heavy snow on his body, and took off the cotton hat and shook off the snow on it.

There were still two words under my armpits that were first made up by Wang Lang.

When I closed the door and turned around, I found that there were more people in the room. After I clearly identified it, I immediately stared at Wang Lang vigilantly. I was holding two words in my hand, and I felt that I could come up to fuck Wang Lang at any time.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Lang grinned, "Relax, I'm not asking you for trouble when I come here, come and get my phone."

"What mobile phone?" Even Tian Yu's vigilance was not relaxed.

"Songsong took his cell phone." Lian Tianyu's wife explained.

Lian Tianyu's brows were twisted into pieces. After hearing this, he picked up the broom next to him and chased after him and snatched the little boy. The little boy named Songsong was also a very stubborn child. He was beaten without saying a word. Lian Tianyu's wife quickly protected Songsong.

"You can feed you for your food and drink for a day, so you can learn this for me?" After beating for a long time, Lian Tianyu's wife finally stopped Lian Tianyu. Lian Tianyu was furious and had to beat him as he reached.

Wang Lang was a little embarrassed at this moment, and it was like everything was because of himself. When he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was because of himself. Why did he feel that he was a victim, but now he felt a sense of guilt. This feeling is a bit derive.

"Get your phone!" Lian Tian Yu shouted angrily.

Liantianyu's wife handed the phone to Liantianyu.

After looking at the phone, Lian Tianyu looked up at Wang Lang, "How do you prove that this is your phone?"

Wang Lang was happy, and he still had a little protection from his body. Wang Lang took out his cell phone and called Tong Yaru on WeChat.

When he saw the avatar of shame coming over the phone, Lian Tian Yu looked at Wang Lang twice.

Wang Lang felt shame from head to toe from inside out.

Lian Tianyu threw the phone to Wang Lang, "I got the phone, can I leave now?"

Just as Wang Lang was about to turn around and leave, he heard someone coming in in the yard, followed by a coquettish voice, "Nan Nan, are you inside?"

Before he finished speaking, the curtain was lifted up, and Tong Yaru walked in and saw more than a dozen children on the ground. Tong Yaru's eyes seemed to be full of stars.

"Wow, it's so cute." Tong Yaru jumped over and squatted down and hugged the child who had just opened the door for Wang Lang. The child's face was already red with cold. Now it became even redder because of his restraint. He retreated hard, looking at the woman in front of him who was as beautiful as jade.

"Nan Nan, look at this child, so cute, this child is so cute too." Tong Yaru's maternal sex was overwhelmed, and she grabbed a girl with a braid next to her and tidyed up her clothes for her.

"Tell me, what's your name?" Tong Yaru asked in a coquettish way.

The little girl lowered her head, "My name is Jingjing."

"What's your name?" Tong Yaru looked at the little boy again.

"My name is Zhuangzhuang." The little boy whispered.

Tong Yaru let out a silver bell-like laugh, and she could tell she was very happy.

Even Tian Yu and his wife were confused at this moment. Suddenly, such a woman broke in. She hugged the child and pinched her face to tidy up her clothes, and was caught off guard.

"Nan Nan, look at this little boy, so cute." Tong Yaru reached out to wipe Zhuangzhuang's snot with a smile on her face.

Wang Lang stood not far away, and he was quite embarrassed at this moment. It is not difficult to see that these children are quite disgusted with him.

Tong Yaru suddenly sniffed, "What is this? It smells so good."

Lian Tianyu's wife came to her senses, "Leftovers."

Tong Yaru pulled the two children to the stove, staring at the pot with her eyes fixed on it, "Can I eat something?"

Lian Tianyu's wife nodded, "Yes." As she said that, she scooped a bowl and handed it over.

Tong Yaru took the bowl and took the chopsticks and took a bite, repeatedly praising it for deliciousness.

"So the leftover rice is so delicious." Tong Yaru murmured.

Lian Tianyu and his wife's eyes wandered between Wang Lang and Tong Yaru.

Lian Tianyu walked to the side of the pot, took the spoon and served rice for a group of children, and finally turned to look at Wang Lang, "Do you eat it?"

Wang Lang licked his face and leaned over to serve a bowl. As he ate, he found some clues.

The leftover rice seemed to be what was left at Mr. Du’s banquet that day, and it was now boiled into a big pot.

There were other things added to it, which looked very bad, but the taste was really good. Seeing these children eating voraciously, Wang Lang suddenly choked.

The things made by this method were originally named Jade Jade Soup by Zhu Yuanzhang. Legend has it that Zhu Yuanzhang had eaten them once before he became the emperor. Later, he became the leader and missed this thing very much. He asked someone to make a new serving, but he couldn't taste the taste. Later, after thinking about it, the living environment was bad, there was nothing to eat, and he was hungry. Now he had to eat, eat, drink and drink, so these things naturally became dross.

Judging from the clothes of these children, they must be very poor this day.

Tong Yaru's food was very delicious, but after only half of it, she said she couldn't eat it anymore. The child called Zhuangzhuang next to him looked at the leftovers of Tong Yaru. Tong Yaru smiled slightly and gave Zhuangzhuang the rice. Zhuangzhuang ate it all in just a few seconds.

A big pot of rice was swept away in less than five minutes.

Lian Tianyu photographed a child of seven or eight years old, "Go and take down the cabbage from the car and let your mother pickle pickles."

A group of children ran out to move cabbage.

Only Wang Lang, Tong Yaru, and Lian Tianyu and his wife were left in the room.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Tong Yaru looked at the jumping children and turned to look at Lian Tianyu and his wife, "Are these all the children you gave birth to?"

Wang Lang felt embarrassed when asked this question.

Lian Tianyu's wife, who was washing the pot, looked slightly red, "No, they were all adopted."

Suddenly, a child cried outside, and Tian Yu rushed out.

Zhuangzhuang fell in a hurry. It was so cold and the ground was so hard that it really hurts when it fell.

"Why have you adopted so many?" Tong Yaru asked again.

"I can't have children, so my husband and I went to adopt the children. Later, the director of the orphanage I went to died of a heart attack, but no one cared about his more than ten children, so my husband and I adopted all these children." Lian Tianyu's wife smiled and washed the pot.

Tong Yaru looked around for a while and finally fixed her eyes on the paintings at the head of the bed. She got up and walked over, knelt on the bed, observing all the paintings, and finally turned around and looked at Lian Tianyu's wife who was washing the pot behind her, "Are these paintings drawn by the children?"

"Yes, they all like to draw." Lian Tianyu's wife smiled gently.

Tong Yaru passed all the paintings and jumped over again, "Can you sell me these paintings?"

Even Tian Yu's wife was stunned. "Sell it? No need, if you like it, I'll give it to you."
Chapter completed!