Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Prose -> Splash and grandma s beautiful house

Chapter 38: Mischievous Minglan

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ?

    Xiao Langhua fell asleep, and Minglan was about to clear the bill for the white tea she sold during the day, when she just opened the notebook when she heard a soft knock on the door.

    Minglan walked over and opened the door. Outside the door, grandma smiled and said, "I cooked longan stewed eggs for you, come and eat."

    Minglan's eyes lit up, and she was treated like this when she slept late?

    ? Followed grandma to the dining room. On the dining table, grandma had already served a bowl of stewed eggs with longan, and there was still a hot aroma.

    Ming Languang felt sweet when he smelled the smell, "Mom, you are so kind, thank you."

    Minglan sat down and enjoyed it contentedly.

    After eating a few mouthfuls of longan, Ming Lan asked, "Have you saved a bowl for tomorrow?"

    Grandma took a spoon and added another spoonful of longan to Minglan's bowl, and said, "No, so stop saying your mother is patriarchal. Look at your mother, you are the one I love the most."

    "I don't believe it." Ming Lan said casually while taking a bite of the poached egg.

    Grandma was not happy, she threw down the spoon and said: "You have no heart, I only cook dim sum for you alone, and I didn't cook it for your brother, and said I was patriarchal."

    Minglan deliberately teased her grandma: "If you divide the family property between me and my sister by a quarter, I will admit that you are not patriarchal."

    Grandma was in a hurry: "You child, how can our family have property? This beautiful house belongs to your brother himself."

    "Don't you have a house in your hometown?" The more anxious grandma became, the more Ming Lan wanted to tease her, "Although there is only one house, the four of us can share a floor with each other."

    "How much is the house in my hometown worth?" Grandma couldn't hold back.

    Ming Lan tapped the bowl in her hand: "Is it worth more than this bowl of longan boiled eggs? Tomorrow I can get a house, but I only get a bowl of longan boiled eggs. How dare you say that you are not patriarchal?"

    Minglan said three times, five times, two times, finished eating, patted her buttocks and left, leaving her grandma alone.

    Having been bullied by Minglan, grandma was very unhappy, so she packed up the dishes and went back to the room disappointed.

    Pushing open the door of the room, she saw Ming Lan raised her head from under the quilt, and grandma was shocked.

    "Why don't you go back to your room to sleep?" Grandma scolded.

    Ming Lan lay on her side on the bed, propped her head on one hand, and said, "Mom, tell me a bedtime story."

    Grandma frowned: "What?"

    Minglan imitated Xiao Langhua's tone: "In the cartoons, when a child can't fall asleep, his parents tell him a bedtime story before he falls asleep."

    Grandma looked at Minglan with distaste: "How old are you, and you still pretend to be cute? Do you think you're a little wave? Get lost!"

    Ming Lan was kicked out of the room by her grandmother, and happily walked back to her room, passing by Lang's room, she found that the light was still on in Lang's room.

    She pushed open the door and asked, "Eldest son, you haven't slept yet."

    "Going to sleep, Mom," Lang was arranging the desk, and reminded patiently, "Please remember to knock on the door next time you enter someone else's room."

    "You are not someone else, you are my eldest son." Minglan walked in with a smile, pulled up a chair and sat in front of the bed and waited.

    Lang looked back at Minglan strangely: "Mom, what are you doing?"

    Ming Lan said: "You stay up so late, is it because you can't fall asleep? How about, Mom will tell you a bedtime story?"

    Lang rolled his eyes, and made a "please" gesture again: "Mom, your maternal love is overflowing, so go and tell little Langhua a bedtime story, I'm going to bed."

    As Lang said, he climbed into bed, lay down and covered himself with the quilt, and said, "Mom, please lock the door for me when you go out."

    Minglan stood up embarrassingly, and muttered to herself as she walked out: "Little Langhua begged me to tell me and I still didn't tell her, you bastard with no conscience."

    "Is it because you can't tell?" Lang's voice came from behind, Minglan turned her head away, and said embarrassedly: "You saw through, so I wanted to practice with you, but you refused."

    Lang said: "Tomorrow night, I will tell Xiao Langhua a bedtime story, and you will study hard by the side." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report