"Eat quickly, I've finished it. Look at Jiang Tianzhi's feet, as if he was stepping on a hot wheel and trying to fly out." However, the little guy's little hand was still pinching in his brother's hand, and he couldn't fly.
Later, Jiangsu picked up Xiaomadunzi directly. When he was bored, he bought a bottle of old yogurt for Jiang Tianzhi to feed him.
Jiang Tianzhi took a sip, and his expression became wrinkled, his mouth was glutinous, and he would never take a second sip.
Gu Nuanxi and Jiang Momo changed to the third place to study.
From the living room, to the dining room, to the conference room;
The sun sets and the day is over again.
Wei Aihua found that the home was too quiet, "Hey, where did Shanjun go to play today?"
Mr. Jiang: "You'll take it out of Ning Yat-sama."
Wei Aihua was curious, "Dad, why didn't you go out with Ning'er and Xiaosu today?"
"I'm not stupid. When they were dating, Jiang Tianzhi was being hugged. If I followed him out, I would be hugging Jiang Tianzhi." The arrogant old man Jiang watched TV.
Wei Aihua smiled, "It makes sense."
At around seven o'clock, the little meat dumpling finally returned home.
As soon as he entered the house, the little guy let out a scream, instantly letting his family wait for him to return at the door.
I haven't seen each other for several hours, and I want him to take turns to hug him.
My mother looked at her son and sighed, "Oh, I really envy him."
Jiang Momo also looked up from many materials and looked at the little baby of the whole family, "Fifteen years later, he will take the high school entrance examination, eighteen years later, he will take the college entrance examination, twenty-two years later, he will write a paper, and be my second brother
My son must have to take the postgraduate entrance examination and doctoral entrance exam. If he goes out of school, he has to inherit the company and earn money to support his family."
Gu Nuanxi looked at the innocent and brilliant little guy with a smile, "What should I do? I still envy him. Nothing else, if he wrote a paper, would he be helping him?"
Jiang Momo observed the family's degree of treasure to Xiaoshanjun, and nodded. "Looking at the way our elder brother likes, I guess I can't even want to write for Xiaoshanjun."
Mayor Jiang went to work early in the morning. Before leaving, "Where is the Lord Shan?" He had to hug him.
Mayor Jiang got off work in the evening and said the first thing he said to him when he went home was, "Where is the Lord Shan?" He still had to hug him.
Without Xiaoshanjun, Mayor Jiang was bored and started reading the morning newspapers, constantly urging, "It's dark, it's time for Shanjun to come back."
Xiaoshanjun returned home. As soon as he walked to the door, his uncle opened the door to greet the little meat dumplings. The folds on his face were all smiling.
The two sisters seemed to be in a cold palace, and no one paid attention to it. They spread a table of documents and threw a table of pens of different colors. The computer had automatically blackened the screen, and the two were depressed.
In the end, Jiang Tianzhi became impatient by his family's love, and he had a bad temper and cried in the living room.
Mr. Jiang hurriedly hugged his grandson and gave it to his daughter-in-law, "Nuanba, look, why are we crying again?"
Gu Nuanxi hugged her son, "I'm used to it, let him cry."
Ning'er also went over and asked curiously: "Auntie, have you finished writing?"
Jiang Momo corrected, "Ning'er, should you ask us, have you started writing?"
Ning'er: "..." His little brother Su seems to have already started writing the main text.
When the child returned home, Gu Nuanxi had a good time. He closed the computer, held the printed documents, and took his son's little hand back to the bedroom.
He took off Jiang Tianzhi's clothes who had been out for a whole day and threw them into the bathtub to take a shower.