It's right to protect her with my life

She still remembered that her son's life was saved by that little girl.

Fu Jiang had plotted against her son and created a car accident. It was the little girl who had pulled him out of the car and saved his life. Otherwise, her son would have been buried in the sea of fire.

Some time ago, Gu Xiao took a bottle of Browning and went to Xiaotang mountain to settle the score with her son. According to the people there, at the critical moment, it was also the little girl who stood in front of her son without caring about her own safety.

Even though Gu Xiao's browning had no bullets in it.

But the little girl definitely didn't know about this.

It was only right for him to protect a child who was willing to give up his life for him.

As a mother, she would not be so unreasonable that she would only ask the little girl to pay. Who was not a mother's little baby?

His phone rang, and Fu Nanli picked it up. It was Wen Qiao's voice on the other end. The background was the children's laughter, and in the distance, Wen Chi's shouts could be heard. Wen Qiao, come quickly and set off some fireworks. If you don't come soon, I won't leave any for you.

Fu Nanli's heart felt a little heavy.

It was New Year's Eve. Other families were having a reunion dinner, but he was on the way to send his grandfather to the hospital.

"Are you having your New Year's Eve dinner?" Wen Qiao completely ignored Wen Chi's shouts. With a smile in her voice, she asked the person on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I'm ready. I'm about to eat. What about you?"

Wen Qiao replied, " uncle Ji is still preparing. The New Year's Eve dinner is too sumptuous. He's been preparing for the entire afternoon. He's famished.

Fu Nanli's expression softened a little. "Your uncle Ji's cooking skills are not bad."

"Do you watch the Spring Festival Gala?"

Fu Nanli's headache came without warning, and his temples hurt badly. I don't really look.

"You can take a look. I'll send you a message at 12 o 'clock, okay?"

"Yes."

I'm going to have dinner now. I'll hang up first. Happy New Year to you.

"Yes, Happy New Year."

While Wen Qiao was having New Year's Eve dinner with her family, Fu Nanli stood outside the emergency operating room, waiting for his grandfather's condition.

At the dining table, su CE brought a bottle of vinegar over, " "Qiao, do you want to put some vinegar in the sauce?"

"Put in more."

Su Yun laughed. Qiaoqiao is really like your uncle. You two like to eat sour things.

"It's normal for nieces to take after their uncle."

Hairy crab, deep-fried shrimp, sauced beef, roasted lamb chops-each of them was a hard dish. Wen Chi's fingers were moving as he said, " uncle Ji, isn't tonight a little too sumptuous? I estimate that I'll have to eat at least five days 'worth of leftovers.

Ji Mingyuan chuckled. it's rare that your uncle is back. It's the first New Year with us. Shouldn't it be more Grand? "

As she spoke, she opened a can of beer for everyone. Su Yun tsked."The two children are still underaged."

Ji Mingyuan poured half for each of them, " two people can share a can. It's not intoxicating. It's fine.

The TV in the living room was on the whole time. The festive music coupled with the laughter of the children in the alley made the new year atmosphere very strong.

At the dinner table, su CE took out three red packets, " "Here's a red packet for you guys."

How could Wen Qiao reach out her hand?

Yesterday, their uncle had told them the number of the lottery ticket and insisted that they collect the prize. He said that he didn't need the money and that money was like dirt to him.

And now, he had to give red packets to the three of them even though he was short of money. Wen Qiao really couldn't bear to accept uncle's money.

"We're all grown up now, we don't accept red packets anymore."

Wen Chi touched his head,'huh? Not accepting anymore? Last year's ran ran "

Wen Qiao picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork rib and stuffed it into his mouth. "Food can't shut your mouth?"

Su CE tried to hold back his laughter. not much. Six hundred per person. Take it. Our Qiao will be safe and happy.

Wen Chi:

Wen mo:

Nephews don't have names?