When veteran Jiang gave his grandson a crutch and he went to the door by himself, the little guy with a pink and jade was standing there without moving.
When Mr. Jiang walked to the door, he looked at his little grandson who was not chasing him, and the living room was silent in an instant.
Everyone seemed to be pricked, and even the little guy didn't move.
"Okay, I'll leave, I'll go back to move to the ancestral grave." Mr. Jiang waved his hand and strode out.
As soon as my grandfather went out, the little guy turned his head and looked at his father with a cute look. Jiang Chenshao squatted down and said to his son: "Your grandfather is gone, I won't play with you tonight."
The little guy curled his lips and threw his grandfather's crutch with his little hand. Soon, the crying sound of the little breasts came from the living room.
Mr. Jiang in the yard heard it.
After a while, Mr. Jiang went out with his son in his arms. Mr. Jiang hurriedly asked, "Why are you crying again? Grandpa is playing with crutches. Grandpa's baby, don't cry anymore."
The little guy stretched out his little hand and rushed towards his grandfather.
Wei Aihua went out and explained with a smile, "Chen Shao said just now that you are gone, and I won't accompany Shanjun tonight. He doesn't want to even have a cane, so he started crying."
Mr. Jiang hugged the little meat ball and proudly said, "Yes, I just said, my grandson must love me, not crutches, I am indispensable in this family."
Mr. Jiang didn't look for the Daxian to move his ancestral grave anymore. He held his grandson and went back to the living room, "Grandpa won't leave, continue to play with you."
Gu Nuanxi arrived home at night and listened to Mr. Jiang bragging to himself, "Nuanzi, you don't know, my grandson has the best relationship with me now."
Gu Nuanxi kept looking at Old Jiang's head, and she asked, "Dad, are you cold in winter?"
Mr. Jiang: "Ah?"
The next day, Gu Nuanxi met Duan Ying with the answer, and she said, "Yingying, my dad said that the bald man was not cold."
"Is your dad bald?" Duan Yingyao remembered that the gentleman she saw several months ago had thick black hair.
Gu Nuanxi waved her hand, "I have a dad."
"Did you ask directly?" Choi Zhengjun, who heard gossip the day after tomorrow, couldn't help but gossip.
Gu Nuanxi turned around, "For this question, my dad gave up the baby last night and stopped seeing me."
So, last night, a child Jiang Tianzhi lay happily between his parents.
Ning'er went home to spend two days with her parents. At noon on Sunday, she had lunch at Ning's house. At 3 pm, Jiangsu held Ning'er's hand and returned to City Z.
The Ning couple stood at the door and watched the vehicle go away.
Mrs. Ning suddenly felt that this feeling was too strange, like a married daughter, who was going back to visit her relatives and wanted to go back to her husband's house.
After leaving Ning's house, the car in Jiangsu drove slowly.
Ning'er lay at the door and waved to her parents, "Goodbye Mom and Dad, I will miss you. Mom and Dad give birth to a baby, I will come back to be with my mother. Mom and Dad, I love you."
It was not until the car walked out of the Ning family and disappeared from the Ning family and the couple that the car speed in Jiangsu was lifted up.
Ning Yatou is coming back, and Mr. Jiang also left the villa in Yenan. He waved his hand and did not take away any unfilial descendants.
At eight o'clock, Ning'er had just arrived at Jiang's house, and then the two cars were shut down at the same time.
"Dad, we are back." "Dad, come out and welcome me." "Well, um."
Old Jiang stood at the door of the house, blew his beard and stared at the four adults at the door holding a small meat dumpling.
When Old Jiang spoke angrily, his crutches poked the floor, "Who asked you to come back?" He even came back all of a sudden!
Gu Nuanxi: "I'll go back to my own home."
Jiang Momo: "This is my mother's home."
Xiaoshanjun pouted in her father's arms, "Woo um~"