Chapter 383 Booking a baby?

He knew that the young son of the Fu family stayed in the Tang family, and he didn't pay much attention to Fu Jingan before.

Today I was in close contact with Fu Jingan, and Mrs. Gu found that the child didn't seem to be simple.

It seems to be only six years old. Today, Mr. Gu also noticed that he was playing programming on the computer, and his operation was extremely skilled.

Ordinary six -year -old children played mud all day long and naughty. Fu Jingan is completely different. He looks young, sometimes his eyes are not like a child, cold and thorough.

Father Gu can only blame Fu Jingan's particularity on "P syndiff". Anyway, the Fu family advocates elite education. Since Fu Jingan is a new generation of inheritance, it is estimated that IQ emotional quotient far exceeds children of the same age.

"Father, is there a problem with Fu Jingan?" I don't know when, Gu Yanting came over with Pu'er tea and handed it to Mr. Gu's hands.

Mr. Gu drink a sip of strong tea: "Fu Jingan will be successful in the future, and he is particularly concerned about sugar sugar. If we do not discuss with the Fu family, set the dolls for two children?"

Blue plum bamboo horse, two small guesses, the door is right, it is too suitable for settlement.

The relationship between the Fu family and the Gu family has always been good.

"No!" Gu Yanting resolutely opposed, "Sugar sugar is still small."

How cute my girl, that stinky boy is also equipped?

In Gu Yanting's heart, his daughter -in -law Tangtang is the unique baby in the sky and underground. The emperor of the sky is not worthy of his daughter, not to mention the ugly Fu Jingan.

Mr. Gu put down the tea cup and frowned and said, "Fu Jingan, this child is pretty good-"

Gu Yingting hummed coldly: "I didn't have to discuss this matter. You can talk for Fu Jingan again. I will kick him back to Fu's house tomorrow.

Gu Yanting's eyes fell on the thin boy through the glass window, secretly molaring his teeth. This Fu Jingan is best not to have those broken thoughts, otherwise

Outside the house, Fu Jingan, who was in the snowman, sneezed. Tangtang dodged: "Far away from me, I don't want to be infected."

Fu Jingan grabbed the carrot and poked the snowman's face.

The housekeeper Li hurriedly went to the Tang family's door to welcome an uninvited guest. Tang Tang looked up and found that Wang Kehao's father was embarrassed.

In the cold winter, Mr. Wang was wearing a thin gray jacket, and the cold wind frozen the old man's neck to shrink, and the clothes were sticking to all kinds of dirty dirt. It looked like a tramp who had just begged from the roadside.

Wang Kehao was already thin, and the cold winter moon was wearing thin clothes. It seemed to be able to fall at any time, and he could be buried by the snow at any time.

"Teacher, what happened to you? He was robbed?" Tang Tang's Snowman piled up, and ran over to greet Master Wang.

Father Wang smiled, shrunk his neck, hugged the poster in his arms, and looked at Tang Tang with a kind of pitiful and sad eyes: "Sugar. Can I borrow it for a few days at your house? The home was smashed, the landlord

I still kicked me out. "

The snow dumplings in Tangtang's hands fell to the ground.

In the warm living room.

Father Wang took a hot bath, put on warm thick clothes, and stepped out of the wool slippers. Aunt Wang quickly handed the hot rib soup: "Teacher Wang, you drink some soup first, and it will be hot in dinner.

Hot, wait a little. "

Father Wang said: "Thank you."

He put the old poster on the table and picked up a large bowl of grunting and gurgling soup, as if he had escaped the hungry people, and he couldn't wait to swallow the entire bowl down his stomach.
Chapter completed!