"It's all over, and now it's much better. Although there are still things that prefer boys over girls, there are still few like Xiaoya's parents!"

Xiao Meng nodded, a little absent-minded, and was still immersed in the matter of throwing away the child just now.

After all, Xiao Meng lived in Tianjin since she was a child, and her family has been in a good condition since childhood. Otherwise, she would not have been able to dance in elementary school. You should know that in the 1990s, the only thing that could help children develop their interests and hobbies was that they had spare money at home.

Qiao Weidong's hometown in Northeast China for 1990 has no TV yet, and Xiao Meng has already learned to dance and piano in the Youth Palace.

Thinking of this, Qiao Weidong felt a little regretful and shouldn't have told his wife about these tragic things.

I can only tell a joke to make my wife happy, such as telling me the first time I took a car and didn’t know how to open the car door.

Xiao Meng was amused by Qiao Weidong and quickly forgot what happened just now:

"Husband, I think what you said makes sense. You should indeed introduce one to Yanyan!"

Qiao Weidong nodded: "I think Xiao Wang is a good kid!"

Xiaomeng hesitated:

"I know Xiao Wang, but is he a few years younger than Yanyan?"

When Qiao Weidong heard his wife's concerns, he told me about Xiao Wang falling in love with Chen Yan's photo in the car today.

Then he mentioned:

"You also know Xiao Wang's family conditions. It can be said that if they become Yanyan, they will not have to struggle."

"Well, what you said makes sense. When you have time to tell Yanyan, see what she thinks!"

After Xiaomeng said that, she yawned, and the two turned off the lights and hugged each other.
Chapter completed!