The next day, Mr. Jiang woke up at noon and became angry again when he learned that the two children at home had eaten delicious food without him.
In the evening, Jiang Chenshao got off work and bought some cold noodles on the way home.
His eldest son and three children stood at the door waiting for him for a long time.
"Husband, this is the taste I want~"
Jiang Chenshao smiled and handed it to his wife, "This is Xiaonuan's."
Mr. Jiang took his crutch and walked over, "Who's dad?"
Jiang Chenshao handed another copy to his father, "This is yours."
The little tiger jumped up and down, hugging his father's legs, almost crawling into his arms, "Dad, you are so precious~"
Jiang Chenshao bent down and picked up his son with one hand, "Yours is shrimp slipper."
In the restaurant, several people who had already had dinner were sitting there again, eating their own midnight snacks.
The little tiger ate and stood up. His little chopsticks wanted to have a taste in his mother's bowl. "Where, do you love Baobao?"
Nuan'er: "Eat it if you want, there's a lot of foreshadowing."
Jiang Momo has not returned to her parents' home. She often has meetings at the company recently and has to go home very late. She often drives a car back with her mother when she goes home, and can talk about other things on the way.
Sometimes Su Linyan gets off work early, and will go home and hold her son in her arms, then go out for a walk. She puts her son on the ground and follows him not too far or too close behind her.
Minister Su went home and went to find his son and grandson. "In our family, women are the busiest."
Looking at his shaky grandson, Minister Su asked his son, "In the future, do you want to inherit the family business every year or do you want to take over the important responsibilities between us?"
Su Linyan looked at his little son and said with a smile: "My son, let him choose his own future. As his father, I only need to guide him when he is confused and needs it.
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Little Qinglong walked and came to a fork in the road. The little guy stood there, not knowing which way to go. He stopped there and stood there for a long time.
Su Linyan and Minister Su also stood behind, silent.
Only Xiao Qinglong turned around and said, "Dad~Dad"
Su Linyan strode forward with a smile, squatted down and looked level with her son, pointing to the two forked roads, "On the left, we can pick up Xiaomo and grandma from get off work. On the right, there is a seesaw in the park. What do you want?"
Xiao Qinglong looked at it for a while, then grabbed one of his father's fingers with his little hand and said, "Mom."
Su Linyan held her son's hand and walked on the left side of the road. Gradually, he let go of his hand and watched him waddle around like a little chicken.
The studio in Jiangsu has been renovated and the company sign has been put up, "Dingwei Technology".
The fat brother looked at it and said, "I thought you were going to name your younger siblings."
Jiangsu shook his head, "No, if I don't transfer this company, this name also bears my girl's name, which has a bad connotation for her."
"Are you still superstitious?"
"I said I'm feudal."
Fat Brother was shocked: "Are you really in your early twenties?"
"How about you see my ID card."
After Jiangsu's unremitting efforts and hard work with Fat Brother, he lost 6 pounds again. This time Fat Brother vowed that he would never overeat no matter what stimulation he received.
It was just the day when the company opened the door with firecrackers, "Xiao Su, it's a good day, let's have a good time together?"