No matter how unhappy Mr. Xiao was not happy, the child was not his own after all, and he could only watch Xiao Yan go out with Qi Bao in his arms.

As soon as the person left, there was no sweet milk fragrance in the air, and no longer could he hear Qi Bao’s innocent laughter. The whole house seemed to be empty.

Mr. Xiao felt that his heart was empty, and sat on the sofa in disappointment and sighed.

Xiao Yan's sister Xiao Xia came in from outside and saw the old man sitting alone on the sofa, his thin back looked particularly lonely and desolate.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" She stepped forward and asked with concern.

Thinking of something, she looked around again, "By the way, where is Xiao Qibao?"

In the past month, she has long been used to the scene of Mr. Xiao and Qi Bao inseparable.

It can be said that as long as there is an old man appearing, there must be a little guy in his arms.

It is an eighty-year-old man, but it is not difficult to pick up a child at all, which shows how rare he is to be a little guy.

When Xiao Xia asked, Mr. Xiao became a little depressed again and said in a depressed voice, “I was taken away by that boy Xiao Yan.”

"Hold it away? Where did you go?"

Mr. Xiao glanced at her angrily, "Where can I go? Where can I go? Of course, I will take it back for his parents!"

Xiao Xia reacted, "Brother Yan San is back?"

Mr. Xiao didn't say anything anymore, with an old face, obviously very unhappy.

Xiao Xia couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous when he saw him like this, "Grandpa, if you really like children so much, instead of caring about other people's babies, it's better to urge my brother to give you one early. My brother is so beautiful, Sister Yawei

He is also a great beauty. The children they gave birth to will definitely be as cute as Xiao Qibao.”

Upon hearing this, Old Master Xiao’s eyes lit up, “You are right, it’s time to urge them!”

Although there are more than two months before Xiao Yan and Yue Yawei's wedding, if they work hard now, even if they get pregnant immediately, they will only be two months old when the wedding is held, so they will not show any sign of pregnancy at all!

In this way, he can hold his grandson two months in advance!

"I'll call Yawei now and ask her when she has time to come to the scene to see me. Xiao Yan's stinky brat is completely a lump of wood. She doesn't even know how to call Yawei on her own initiative.

I can't count on him."

It’s up to him at critical moments!

While despising his grandson, Old Master Xiao moved to the phone happily and picked up the microphone to call Yue Yawei.

Xiao Xia looked at the old man who had been resurrected with blood and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

What an old kid.

...

Yunpingyuan.

When Xiao Yan got out of the car with Qi Bao in his arms, Yan Zhihuai was already waiting at the door with Fu Bao in his arms.

"Zhi Huai!"

Seeing him, Xiao Yan ran over excitedly and looked him up and down, "Fortunately, I didn't look thinner, it seems that I haven't suffered a serious injury. Fortunately, I'm lucky."

Reassuringly, he turned to see Fubao in Yan Zhihuai's arms, met the little guy's shiny eyes, and teased her with a smile, "Little Fubao, do you still remember the second uncle?"

Fu Bao opened his wide round eyes and looked at him for a few seconds. He turned his head away without interest.

Xiao Yan "..."

He touched his nose and was a little embarrassed, "The children don't have a good memory. It seems that Xiao Fubao doesn't remember me anymore."

Thinking of something, he weighed Qi Bao in his arms, "Talk about it, Qi Bao hasn't seen you for more than a month. Could it be that he doesn't remember your biological father, right? Qi Bao, see who this is

ah?"

He pushed Qi Bao to Yan Zhihuai.

Yan Zhihuai lowered his eyes and looked at his son whom he hadn't seen for more than a month. As Xiao Yan said, the little guy has indeed gained a lot of weight, his little arms are like lotus root nodes, one by one, with a rolling flesh, and it is very cute.

.

He stretched out a hand toward his son, "Qibao, Dad, hug him."

Qi Bao subconsciously hid back and held back tightly into Xiao Yan's arms, but his two big dark eyes turned and stared at him curiously.

Yan Zhihuai's voice was a little astringent, "Qibao, don't you remember your father?"

Qi Bao stared at his face for nearly a minute, and seemed to finally recognize him. Suddenly, his mouth turned flat and tears began to spin in his eyes.

It's aggrieved.

Yan Zhihuai's eyes heated up and he reached out and brought him directly.

After leaning into his arms and smelling the familiar and at ease, the little guy finally couldn't help it and started crying "wow".

Yan Zhihuai hugged the little guy tightly, "I'm sorry, it's my father's fault. Dad shouldn't let you leave your parents alone for so long. Dad is sorry for you."

"Wuwuwu..." Qi Bao buried his head in his arms and cried aggrievedly.

Fubao was attracted by his crying and turned around. He first looked at his brother crying curiously, and then carefully stretched out his little hand, just like his mother coaxed her when she cried, and went up and patted his brother's back.

Qi Bao raised his head and saw his sister who looked very similar to him. He was stunned for a moment and forgot to cry.

Fu Bao grinned at him and smiled.

As if infected by his sister's smile, Qi Bao also giggled twice, and finally burst into tears to make a smile.

Seeing the two little ones sticking together intimately again, Xiao Yan was relieved, "It's indeed a child, he was crying the previous second, but laughing the next second, and he didn't hold any revenge at all.


Chapter completed!