Assistant He: "..." Then he is a baby of more than 10,000 days?
Everything was done in the morning, and in the afternoon, Jiang Chenshao went back.
Before we got back, the whole family happened to be surrounded by Jiang Chenshao's son in the living room. "Warm baby, what's wrong with our little baby, and he is swaying with a slight face."
Gu Nuanxi looked at the little guy with a dull and fat face in her arms, and her face was full of displeasure.
"When changing his diapers, he held his little butt and washed it. You see, he looked unhappy and didn't know that it was dirty and smelly. I think he had a bad temper like his father in the future." Gu Nuanxi complained about his son.
The little guy doesn't want to see Mom~
Mr. Jiang seemed to be as if his grandson could understand his words, and was educating him seriously, "Mr. Xiaoshan, we have to be a baby incense, but we can't be a little stinky treasure."
Jiangsu was on the side, "Grandpa, guess if he can understand what you said?"
Mr. Jiang raised his crutch and prepared to beat his eldest grandson. Jiangsu had all experience. As soon as he lifted the crutch, he immediately turned over and went to the side neatly.
Ning'er was even used to Brother Su's mouth and was beaten from time to time. In Ning'er's perception, as long as Brother Su was not beaten by her uncle, she would not worry.
My mother Wei Aihua was annoyed when she saw her son. She didn't know why her brother-in-law wanted to leave him at home. She complained about her son, "Xiao Su just doesn't eat food, but she can't owe him."
Mr. Jiang highly recognized the eldest daughter-in-law's words, "That's right, Jiangsu can't just open his mouth."
The lively living room was instantly quiet because of the sound of the front yard shutting down.
Everyone looked at Gu Nuanxi in unison, for no reason, because of the sound of the fire-off, it was her husband's car.
She was more familiar with the sound of her husband's fire out than anyone in the family.
She also calmed down.
Then, the person in the living room instantly got up from the sofa. Even Mr. Jiang moved to the window with a cane, watching the man who was going home outside preparing to get a few checks today.
"Hey, bring a pack of checks?" Old Jiang was puzzled.
Although the client of Gu Nuanxi was curious, he still had to bear it. She calmly held her son and waited for her husband to go home on the sofa.
After a while, Jiang Chenshao pushed open the living room door with one hand. After entering, he changed his shoes directly at the entrance, and then looked back at the whole family looking at his... hands.
"What's wrong?"
When the little guy heard his father's voice, he immediately turned around looking for his father. He hated that Moma washed his little butt, and it was the most delicious thing for his father to go home.
The little guy started to draw his father's attention in Gu Nuanxi's arms again by howling sounds.
Jiang Chenshao was tall and wearing a dark black windbreaker, which made him feel a little more cold and serious.
But when he heard his son's screams and saw the little wife's back, he couldn't help laughing. He took off his black windbreaker and hung it on the hanger, and then walked towards the living room.
He sat next to his wife, looking at the little guy who struggled to find him, he bent down and snatched the soft and boneless little breast bag from his wife's arms.
The little guy turned his head with his face and looked at his father who had missed him for a day. His little face was pink and tender. He lay in his father's arms and finally became happy.
Then, Jiang Chenshao put the red envelope he prepared in his wife's arms.
"Disconnect the warm baby quickly and see what he has prepared for you." Old man Jiang, the melon-eating crowd, would never leave.
A group of people crawling by the window also returned to the living room, staring at the red envelope in Gu Nuanxi's arms.
"Husband, if you dare to give me a check, you just don't love me."
Jiang Chenshao: "It's not a check."
Gu Nuanxi touched it and didn't look like a check, so she opened the double-buckled red envelope under the gaze of her family. She squatted on the ground, placed the red envelope on the coffee table, tilted her head to see what was inside.