Jiang Momo: "Anyway, my brother Su is not at home, so I went out too."
In the evening, when the little tiger was about to go back to his bedroom to sleep, his aunt came to the door.
Take the meat ball away, hold him, rub him, and kiss him.
The child was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyelids, and a group of adults were still playing with him.
As soon as he cried, everyone threw their children to Gu Nuannuan.
It was as if there was magic in Gu Nuannuan's arms. She held her little buttocks for a while and quickly comforted her.
As the night got darker, people stopped teasing the little guy. Gu Nuannuan asked Jiang Momo, "Your second brother said you were busy, but I never asked you, how is the factory?"
"It's quite good. We are a big-hearted family and all the money we lost has been treated as a loss of fortune. But the person who set the fire has never been found out. By the way, I asked you to ask An Kexia and Nangong Qiange last time. Find out.
Is it done?"
Gu Nuannuan: "Is my 50 yuan wasted in vain?"
Both of them understood what the other meant, but neither of them found out.
Seeing that her friend had something on her mind, Gu Nuannuan said, "Just tell me directly. You are still struggling with me about whether you should tell me or not."
"Nuan'er, I suspect a person, but there is no evidence."
Gu Nuannuan: "Who?"
"My cousin Wang Hao has only a small connection, that is, he worked in that position back then. This does not mean that he will set fire. My mother thinks it is far-fetched."
Gu Nuannuan: "Suspicion is the first step, and the next step is to overturn your suspicion. If it cannot be overturned, the evidence will be disguised."
Jiang Momo leaned on the sofa at her second brother's house, "Evidence... Nuan'er, help me."
Gu Nuannuan: "...I'm afraid."
"What are you afraid of?"
"It won't do any good if the three of us get together."
Jiang Momo got up from the sofa, "It's okay, without Xiao Su now, our family's 'curse' does not hold."
Gu Nuannuan asked: "What do you want me to help you with?"
The two of them gathered together and whispered.
Mr. Jiang walked down the steps, picked up his son who was sweet in his dream, and said to his wife and sister: "Go back to bed quickly."
The two looked at each other and nodded, "Go to sleep and we'll call you tomorrow."
One followed her husband and the other went to the guest room.
Mr. Jiang carefully placed his little dumpling of meat on the bed. As soon as his butt touched the bed, he instantly triggered the power switch.
The little hands grabbed my father's arm and cried.
Jiang Chenyu had no choice but to pick him up and hug him again to coax him to sleep.
He tried a few more times, but the crying became louder and louder, and he seemed to be about to wake up from crying.
He slept for a long time in the evening. If he woke up now, he would be a monk chanting sutras again at night, staying up all night.
So he handed the child to his wife. Gu Nuannuan quickly put the little meat buns on the bed.
However, Mr. Jiang was cautious and moved gently, as if the little guy was about to wake up from crying.
His mother acted roughly and quickly, throwing him on the clothes and rolling him, so he curled his lips and fell asleep directly.
"Why doesn't he cry?" Jiang Chenyu was curious, this was not his son's style.
Gu Nuannuan: "I let it go too fast, he didn't even react, he cried and couldn't keep up."
Go to bed early at the party and get up early the next day.
Early in the morning, when Jiang Chen woke up from his sleep and went to his son's bedroom, the little boy had already stood up crying, holding on to the bedside. He didn't know how long he had been crying, and he was covered in sweat.
When he saw his father, the little tiger stretched out his fleshy little arms and cried for his father to hug him.
As a result, he overestimated his balance and lost his balance. With a "thud", he fell directly backwards on the quilt. Both feet were thrown up, and they were in a posture on all fours.
The crying went from small firecrackers to small firecrackers in an instant.
Crackling, crying to the point of shaking the heavens and the earth.
I poured it by myself and cried by myself.
But his father was laughing, laughing at how cute his son was when he fell down just now.
Jiang Chenyu smiled, quickly walked over and picked up his cute baby son, kissed his sweaty little face, "Be good, it's okay."
Wiping away his tears and sweat, he added, "It doesn't hurt. You're short, so the impact is light, and dad bought you the best and softest mattress, so it won't hurt if you hit it."
The little guy was holding onto the collar of his father's clothes with his little hands, still feeling aggrieved.
Jiang Zhong's heart softened.
I carried him directly to the bathroom, cleaned him briefly, and then went downstairs to prepare milk powder for my son with one hand.
Occasionally, he would let the little guy stand on the water dispenser, hold his shoulders with both hands, and practice standing. The little guy was cautious, and when he saw the milk powder in his father's hand, he supported his father with one hand and grabbed it with the other.
Jiang Chenyu carefully adjusted the water temperature and handed it to his greedy son. Finally, he told the servant, "Start preparing breakfast. The young master will eat fish soup this morning."
After saying that, Mr. Jiang looked at his son's chubby little face, with tears still hanging on the little guy's eyelashes. Mr. Jiang hugged him and wiped his eyes again, and said, "If your brain is not smart, eat some fish to replenish it."
In the early morning, he took his son to the gym.
The little guy stood there guarding the fitness equipment. Jiang Chenyu looked at him. Even though the father and son didn't speak, he was in a very good mood.
Gu Nuannuan woke up and started calling her sisters to get up.
Without saying a word, she carried her son directly to her sister's bedroom.
Five minutes later, Jiang Momo straightened her hair and went out with her little nugget in her arms. "Nuan'er, thank you for giving me a doll alarm clock."
"You're welcome."
In the early morning, Jiang Chenyu sent his sister to Yanmo Group. On the way, he asked her how the company's affairs were being handled.
Gu Nuannuan was also at home, looking at her little oil bottle. "How should I check what your aunt asked me to check? I can't do anything while holding you and dragging you."
The lazy little guy suddenly threw himself into his mother's arms. The soft and sweet Gu Nuannuan was reluctant to leave his son behind. "Don't cry, I will take you in the cart today. If you don't cooperate, I will
Just throw it away halfway."
"Mom~"
Gu Nuannuan rubbed her little round head, picked up her son, and went to his toy room.
The little tiger has a toy room, which his father opened for him.
Inside are the toys that his family and friends have bought for him since he was born.
As small as a walker, as large as a tram.
Gu Nuannuan pushed a commonly used stroller, put him in it, packed up the necessary supplies, and went out for a "walk".
Jiangsu arrived at the company the next day, and many colleagues in the company basically stayed away when they saw him. He was cold before, but later, everyone seemed to have heard some gossip. Mr. Qian promoted Jiangsu very much recently, and Mr. Qian even took the initiative to take Jiangsu out for dinner.
, being overly affectionate to him.
If he becomes Mr. Qian’s confidant in the future, or something else, will he tell Mr. Qian about their work while working in Jiangsu, or will he put on some shoes when he dislikes someone?
Jiangsu sat in his seat, his eyelids lowered, and he glanced at the private discussion behind him from the corner of his eye.
He didn't speak, but it was Xiao Li who was very enthusiastic towards him. "Xiao Su, have you had breakfast? I just bought some steamed buns on the way, want to try one?"