Mr. Jiang pushed, "Why don't you stay in the hotel all the time? There are cleaners here who will tidy up your room and clean the house every day, so you don't have to do anything. The environment here is good, you can study, and it's safe here. You can go out."
Where can I live with such conditions?"
The little guy raised his head, looking at his grandfather and brother but not at him.
His little legs were tired from standing, so he raised his little arms and asked for a hug, but no one answered him.
The little guy leaned against the back cabinet, pulled back, and sat down on the floor tiles. Fortunately, he had a diaper covering his buttocks, and he wrapped his mouth in aggrieved manner. Later, he found that it didn't hurt, so he was ready to start brewing.
The wailing did not come out in tears.
Jiangsu: "Although the conditions are good, I can't keep asking you to renew my room. The hotel is just a temporary emergency place. I can't stay there permanently. If you do this, I will... Damn it, what the hell is this...
Mountain, tiger!"
While Jiangsu was talking, his feet sank, and then something soft climbed up on his leg and pulled his trouser leg. He was startled. He thought someone's dog had crawled over, but when he lowered his head and saw,
A big meaty dumpling was lying on his feet with its butt sticking out, and was pulling on his pants.
Mr. Jiang also looked down at his little grandson, and slapped his forehead fiercely, "Oh no, I was just arguing with you, and you forgot that I also brought a little grandson with me." He almost killed the son of the second son.
Lost.
Jiangsu quickly bent down, picked up the baby dumpling at home, and held it in his arms lovingly, "Where were you hiding just now? I didn't even see you."
The little guy was babbling and talking about bird songs that only he could understand, as if he was seriously complaining to Jiangsu.
Jiangsu's ears were buzzing, "...Okay, I know, you don't need to say anything anymore."
Jiangsu held the little guy with one hand and wrapped the other hand around Mr. Jiang's arm, "Go back to the room and rest for a while."
Later, Mr. Jiang failed to help his grandson to renew his house fee, and who knew he would be discovered.
When they got to the elevator, Jiangsu held the little guy with one hand, kissed him and cried to see the little guy's reaction.
The little guy looked at Jiangsu, as if he had been searching in his memory for a long time. Finally, he knew that this was his brother, so he blinked in slow motion, looked at the elevator door, and ignored his brother who was kissing him.
When they arrived at the hotel, Jiangsu threw a big apple to the little guy and asked him to roll around with him.
Jiangsu turned on the air conditioner in the room, pulled up a stool and sat next to his grandfather, "Master, if you have nothing to do, don't come to see me all the time. My parents came over the day before yesterday and bought enough fruit for me to eat for half a month. Later, the little fat girl came over every day to take care of me.
I eat."
Mr. Jiang: "Who did we ask you to go home to? If you don't go back, you won't be able to enjoy being in Fuwo. Let's learn from your brother."
Jiangsu looked at the little guy holding an apple on the bed, too anxious to take a bite. He smiled and snapped his fingers. "Little fool, brother, look at you."
The little guy raised his head and looked at Jiangsu cutely, then raised the big apple in his hands and handed it to him.
Jiangsu: "Brother, if you don't want to eat, you can eat it yourself."
Mr. Jiang has raised a baby so well that he understands what his little grandson means, "The tiger didn't give it to you to eat, but to let you take a bite for him while he licks the pulp inside."
Jiangsu: "..."
Later, Jiangsu took the apple and broke the two halves in the middle with his bare hands.
The grandfather and grandson, the old and the young, were all shocked. The little tiger lay directly on his brother's quilt and looked at his brother's hands.
Mr. Jiang once again felt that it was good to be young.
Jiangsu handed the two split apples to his grandfather and the little tiger respectively, "You two eat it."
"Xiao Su, you haven't practiced twice like Nuan Wazi, have you?" Mr. Jiang was surprised while eating.
Jiangsu pointed at the little guy, "Who dares to be like his mother? I, Ning'er, came here these days. I couldn't finish an apple, and I couldn't find a knife. I practiced it with my bare hands."
Ning'er was in the hotel and checked all the pillows but couldn't find the knife.
On a hot day, when she was about to go out to buy a knife, Jiangsu took an apple and pressed it hard, causing one apple to turn into two halves.
Ning'er was no less surprised than the two of them, but after her surprise, her eyes were full of admiration, "Brother Xiao Su is so awesome."
Later, Ning'er always wanted to eat apples. As soon as she ate the apple, she handed it to Jiangsu, and each of them had half.
Mr. Jiang doesn't have enough brain capacity to talk about the topics he just talked about, so he has already forgotten them.
Unknowingly, the conversation came to Jiang Momo again, and Mr. Jiang made a fuss about his daughter's marriage.
As a result, no one paid attention, and no one knew how a little guy with little sharp teeth could chew a small piece of apple. If he couldn't chew it, he had to swallow it.
The little guy scared Mr. Jiang into a cold sweat again.
Jiangsu was still facing the little tiger. Seeing that something was wrong, he reached out and licked his little mouth. He reached in and pulled out an apple the size of a fingernail.
The little guy cried loudly in the hotel, his face turned red from anxiety.
"Grandpa, please take him away quickly. Don't take him out all the time when you are old. Help my uncle's family take care of the children. You have to worry more. This is not the time when you were half a year old and couldn't run or eat.
." Jiangsu looked at the large piece of apple in his hand. What if the little guy swallowed it or choked him?
Jiangsu was also shocked into a cold sweat.
The thing about taking care of children is that if you don't pay attention, you don't know what will happen.
Mr. Jiang was also scared, "Okay, grandpa is leaving first. It's not a good time to go out today. I will go out to read the almanac later."
Jiangsu: "If you can't hold the tiger, give him to my mother when you get home."
Jiangsu hugged the crying little guy, entered the elevator, sent the two of them to the car, and watched the car drive away.
I didn't even have time to wash my hands.
Entering the lobby, Jiangsu told the front desk, "Except for me, no one is allowed to pay me the room fee in any form. I will check out at the end of the month."
At this point, the family finally gave up the idea of supporting him in every way.
When Jiang Chenyu went to Jiang's house to pick up his son in the evening, he learned about what happened to the little boy during the day.
Mr. Jiang was on the side, deliberately refreshing his grandson's good impression in front of his son, "Xiao Su and I were talking, and he stayed silent for a long time, but Xiao Su reacted quickly and found that there was a chip missing from the apple. He immediately reached out in panic.
When your son took it out of his mouth, it was about the size of a fingernail."
Jiang Chenyu looked at his son and wiped the saliva from his mouth, "Did you scare your grandpa today?"
The little guy didn't speak, just looked at his father, and fell on his shoulder, obediently and lazily.
Jiang Chenyu patted his son's back and said dotingly, "Go to the company with dad tomorrow."
Ning'er came back late, and everyone knew that she went to Jiangsu again without asking.
After arriving home, Ning'er went to find Wei Aihua depressedly, "Auntie, can you buy less fruit for Brother Xiao Su in the future? He doesn't eat it. He lies to me and asks me to go look for him every day. As soon as I go there, he
Wash me a plate of fruit and let me eat~"
Wei Aihua was shocked, "He even tricked you into eating it?"
Ning'er nodded aggrievedly. "Brother Xiao Su said that if I can't finish eating, I won't be allowed to leave."