"So he deserves it," Yue tingfeng laughed.
He deserved uncle you to teach him a lesson.
This MA guy had probably been bullying honest people in the past, but this time, he had met an iron plate.
Yue tingfeng returned home after the exams in the afternoon. You Yi did not tell su ningmei about his fight in school. Other than him and you Yi, no one else in the family knew about it.
When Xiao Zhan woke up, qingsi took out the 300 Tang Poems and read them to him.
The child was almost one month old, so he was in better spirits. His face had grown a little, and he had big eyes. His facial features were similar to you Yi 's. When his hair was black, he babbled and babbled, but no one knew what he was saying.
Yue tingfeng walked over and picked him up with practiced ease. This little guy had become much heavier.
With his mother around, not only did the little fellow sink, but everyone in the family had also gained weight from eating these few days.
