The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

After lunch, Jane Aijun and Li Cuilan returned to their room for a lunch break. The children ran out to play. They took advantage of this gap to do some bed exercises. Usually there were children around, and their room was only one room. You can't do that in front of the children, it's frustrating Jane Aijun.

This time today he felt much more comfortable.

Lying on the kang, he said, "I see that my second brother is not very happy today."

Li Cuilan crawled on his chest and said, "Why is the second brother unhappy? The eldest sister and the younger sister didn't say anything wrong about him. It's time for the second sister-in-law to say something after she took something."

Jian Aijun nodded, staring at the roof covered with newspapers, and then changed the subject, "Do you think Jian Yingxue is really a lucky girl? I came back from outside today and saw many people fawning over her. What do you think? Should we do something too?”

Li Cuilan rolled her eyes, "What can we do? Those people outside are fawning over her because they want to marry her as a lucky girl and bring blessings to their own family. What can we do if we fawn over her? You can still marry her. Huh? She is your cousin."

Jane Aijun kicked Li Cuilan's leg and said, "What are you talking about? Even if she is not my cousin, I still look down on her."

"Then who can you like?" Li Cuilan asked, glaring at him.

"Of course I can only fall in love with my wife." Jane Aijun said, and pulled Li Cuilan into her arms.

Li Cuilan was happy now. She drew circles on Jane Aijun's chest with her fingers and said: "Actually, there is no such thing as a lucky girl but not a lucky girl. I think the eldest sister is right. It has nothing to do with us. Actually, let's talk about a lucky girl. I think my little sister is more blessed than she is, and she brings blessings to our family. Look at how many things my little sister has caught recently. Yesterday there were hares and pheasants, and today there were hares and roe deer. They were all brought back to our home. He’s here and he’s giving us food. I think the little sister has changed. Anyway, the little sister is good to me, and I promise to be good to the little sister too.”

Jian Aijun nodded, "Yes, my little sister has indeed changed. She used to be a solitary eater. Now she shares everything with us. In the future, we will share everything with her. Don't break her heart."

Li Cuilan nodded, "That's for sure. My little sister treats us as one family, so naturally we should treat her as one."

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Before dinner, Yu Zhaodi was very happy when she came back from her parents' home. Her mother praised her, but her mother rarely praised her. This time she brought pheasants back, not only her mother praised her, but also her brother, I even gave her an extra piece of sweet potato at noon.

As soon as she entered the door, she was greeted by a rag from Jane Ava.

Although it was just a rag, Jian Aihua also washed it extremely clean.

The rag fell directly onto Yu Zhaodi's face.

Yu Zhaodi's good mood was instantly ruined, and she cursed angrily, "Who doesn't have the foresight to throw a rag around..."

In the end, she was only halfway scolding. When she saw that it was Jane Aihua, she immediately restrained her arrogance, "Oh, eldest sister, I just came back from my parents' home, why did you just throw a rag on me? My clothes are new, so give them all I got dirty."

Jane Aihua scolded her, "You still have the nerve to come back? Your heart is so long for your parents' home, so why not come back to your parents' home?"

"Sister, what are you talking about? Why do I have my heart set on my parents' home? I haven't been back to my parents' home in several months. What happened when I went back?" Yu Zhaodi was unhappy.

Jane Epworth sneered, "Did you take that pheasant at home to your parents' house?"

As soon as she heard about the pheasant, Yu Zhaodi immediately gave up. Her expression changed, and then she refused to admit it, "I, I didn't take it. Is the pheasant at home missing? Then, maybe the younger sister gave it to Han Zhiqing. Yeah, my little sister used to..."

"Dagen, is the pheasant meat cooked by your grandma better or the pheasant meat cooked by your aunt? How many pieces of pheasant meat did you eat today?"

Not that Zhao Di had finished her quibbles, Jian Xining came out of the house and called Dagen who was playing over to ask.