Dai Bao, Who pinched your face

Chen Qiaoqin glanced at it and explained with a smile, "Dai Bao brought it and said it is for Nuan Bao, so I put it on her."

Yu Hai listened, took the stone and looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a while, he didn't see any doorway, so he let it go.

"Mom, will she go to the county town tomorrow?"

"Of course she will go! Mom said, it's impossible to make as much as today, but there is still no problem selling one or two pounds a day."

"That's also good. It's just like a dream to make more than 20 yuan a day."

Yu Nuannuan had a lot of rest, and when Yu Hai talked to Chen Qiaoqin, she was already drowsy, and she fell asleep completely when she heard this.

When she woke up, she saw half a bed of strawberries again.

This was not the first time she saw such a scene, so she didn't feel surprised.

Yu Nuannuan got up calmly, sitting silently and watching Chen Qiaoqin and Yu Hai picking strawberries.

When the two of them looked up after their work, they were stunned to see Yu Nuannuan looking at them with a pair of sullen eyes.

Chen Qiaoqin quickly wiped her hands, stepped forward and hugged Nuan Bao, "Nuan Bao, when did you wake up? Why didn't you say a word?"

Naturally, Yu Nuannuan couldn't answer Chen Qiaoqin, but smiled at Chen Qiaoqin.

After breakfast, the Yu family went down to the ground, Yu Nuannuan and Gu Mo met again in bed.

As soon as she glanced at Gu Mo, Yu Nuannuan realized that Gu Mo today was a bit different.

The cheek on the left seems to be rounder than the one on the right.

Yu Nuannuan stared at Gu Mo's face for a long time, and finally understood.

It's not that the left face is more rounded than the right, but the left face is swollen.

If you look closely, you can see two pale purple marks on Gu Mo's left face.

It seems to be pinched.

Of course, it is impossible for Chen Qiaoqin to notice the problems that Yu Nuannuan can find. "Dai Bao, who pinched you on your face?"

Gu Mo's expression was still serious, but it was a little sadder today than in the past, and even the small curls on his forehead drooped listlessly.

"Uncle pinched me."

Gu Mo was one and a half years old, speaking clearly and logically.

Most importantly, he never lies.

Hearing Gu Mo's answer, Chen Qiaoqin's two eyebrows were almost tangled together, "Gu Jiandong pinched you? That silly thing, what does he do, is it not enough to eat idly that he started to bully his little nephew? You and Your parents didn't said anything?"

Gu Mo's head drooped again, "No. They didn't said anything to uncle, grandma wouldn't let them."

Hearing this, Chen Qiaoqin almost fainted.

People say that the youngest son and grandson are the lifeblood of old people.

Why is the Gu family so wonderful, the youngest son is the lifeblood, but the grandson is not?

Xu Shuhua is also partial to Nuanbao, but she will not ignore her six grandchildren because of her preference for Nuanbao.

But no matter how angry Chen Qiaoqin was, she couldn't help it.