"Shh, Dad, see how long he can sit." My dad kept observing secretly.
Baby son, how could he really ignore it? Jiang Chenyu just found out that his son had a pretentious illness. If his parents and elders were by his side, he would cheat, cry, make a fuss and give him a hug. But when he was the only one on the sofa
The little guy sat there himself, not crying or making a fuss, he just turned his head and looked around.
Jiang Chenyu put down his son. He stood not far behind the little guy, so that he could not feel his existence, but he could see his son. If the child had any danger, he could still appear in time.
Mr. Jiang went out quickly, and then, the group of people ignored the cherry sauce and wine, and looked back at the living room, looking at the sofa, looking at the cute little face of his family. At this moment, he was sitting.
OK, and very stable!
Wei Aihua quickly recorded her cute little appearance. Miss Jiang, who was taking a bath in the Su family, received the news. She immediately took her cell phone and wrapped her bath towel, ran out without drying her whole body, and pulled her to lie on the bed.
The man, "Brother Su, look, Xiaoshanjun can sit. The child is sitting alone in the living room, looking lonely and helpless, and it's very pitiful." But no matter where her child goes, her family is treasured wherever she goes. The first time she goes.
If you are alone, no one will accompany you, and you will feel distressed as a aunt.
Su Linyan's gaze looked at the woman wrapped in a bath towel and swallowed.
The Jiang family, Gu Nuannuan whispered to her husband, "How long have you been sitting?"
"It's been a while, I'll see how long he can hold on for not crying, but it's still fine now." Mr. Jiang was surprised that his family cried Baoneng's parents were not by his side and persisted for so long.
Gu Nuan is kind and kind, "Children are young, sit for a while."
At this time, all the family members who were secretly peeking out came out and appeared in front of the little guy.
"Shanjun~"
The little guy looked at the familiar crowd and smiled excitedly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Gu Nuannuan squatted over, hugged her son, and kissed the little guy, "My son can sit down and can fulfill your father's promise to you."
Jiang Chenyu picked up his son high, hugged the little meat ball proudly, and said to the servant in the living room, "Tell the kitchen and cook rice paste for my son tonight."
Ning'er thought of her sauce and ran away quickly.
Mayor Jiang insisted on hugging his little nephew, but he snatched it with his own brother, "Chen Yu, please let me hug you, my elder brother hasn't hugged you for almost twenty years."
Jiang Chenyu: "..."
The little guy also likes the uncle. He is held by the uncle and his little mouth opens his chatterbox moment, "Wow, Oh, Oh,"
Mayor Jiang didn't care what his nephew said, and he imitated the little guy's language and communicated with him. The two seemed to have no communication barriers.
Gu Nuannuan was outside and complained with a smile, "My son learned to sit down, and the whole family was so excited that he had passed the top scorer."
Wei Aihua: "In the future, if Shan Jun really gets the top scorer, our family can hold a big banquet, and friends from both home and abroad will come to congratulate him."
Gu Nuannuan helped Ning'er go to the cherry pit and chatted: "I'm just crying now, and I don't know what's going on in school anymore. It's best to inherit his father's brain, but don't inherit me."
"Don't worry, Xiao Su was so naughty when she was a child, so she would not be punished by Chen Yu." Wei Aihua believed in her brother-in-law's ability.
Since her son was six years old, she had almost never cared about him, and Jiang Chenyu caught him in education.
At first, Jiangsu dared to talk back to his uncle, but was beaten a few times. When he saw his uncle, he stood in a military position honestly.
Ning'er said: "It's not that my little brother Su dare not resist, but that he is afraid that he will feel sad if he doesn't listen to you."
Gu Nuannuan and Wei Aihua looked at each other, and both of them laughed.
Women are together, especially those who are married, and they can’t help talking about children. “Every time I see you three girls, I regret not having a daughter at the beginning. Nuannuan, you and Chen Yu can wait for two years, Shan
When you grow up, you are just the right age. You can have another daughter. If you don’t have a daughter, I really regret it when I reach my age.”
Gu Nuannuan: "I said I could have a daughter by giving birth, I was afraid of having another boy."
After dealing with the cherries, he handed them over to Ning'er. Wei Aihua said, "I thought so too back then. When Xiao Su was two or three years old, she and your elder brother were afraid to ask for it."
The unmarried girl did not participate in the topic of marriage, and Ning'er was in a daze with the cherry pits in her arms.
After a while, she hugged the cherry pits and stared at the daze, then ran back to the living room, "Grandpa, let's plant cherry trees? I'll eat cherries from our tree in the future."
Mr. Jiang was quiet for a few seconds, and he slapped his big hand, "Finish!"
In Jiangsu, looking out the window, Ning'er was digging soil again, he got up and went out, "What are you going to do?"
"Plant trees."
"Where is the tree?" Jiangsu asked.
Ning'er pointed at a place where there were cherry pits wrapped in paper.
Jiangsu: "…"
The little guy was taken out by his uncle to watch the fun. Jiang Chenfeng knew that his little baby was not interested in anything else, and he liked to join him whenever there was fun.
I was busy until the evening to finish.
Ning'er's jam was also prepared, and the wine was placed in a cool place in Jiangsu. The dried fruits that were roasted were eaten directly in the evening.
However, the whole family just praised Ning'er, and it was an exciting moment for the whole family to be! - Xiaoshanjun ate rice paste.
The butlers all came over to watch the little guy, and Jiang Momo was lying on the bed and wanted to watch the video.
I saw the little guy watching him sitting on his mother's lap. Jiang Chenyu took a soft spoon and blew the rice paste and handed it over to feed the little guy.
Before he could speak, the little guy opened his mouth first, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Jiang Chenyu fed it into his mouth, and the whole family looked at the little guy's expression.
His little mouth squirmed and his brows frowned.
Jiang Chenyu took another spoonful and blew the cool down to feed it to his son.
The little guy stopped eating and raised his head back in disgust.
Jiang Chenyu held a spoon and placed it next to his wife's mouth. The little guy's mouth opened for his mother. With the flow, Jiang Chenyu fed him a mouthful again.
As a result, the little guy still disliked it even more.
Jiang Momo was laughing, but she didn't dare to laugh out loud. Su Linyan hugged her from behind, put her body close, and asked in a low voice: "What are you looking at?"
Jiang Momo quickly hung up the video, for fear that Brother Su, who was not wearing clothes, would be seen by his family there. "Shanjun is eating rice paste today. The little guy is so cute. He dislikes rice paste, but he still rushes to eat it. Just rob it,
As a result, I got caught in my mouth and disliked me again.”
Su Linyan wrapped his long arms around Jiang Momo's waist, and met her skin, deliberately teasing her heart, "Men all like to eat meat."
Jiang Momo blinked, "Then I'll take you the pork in the kitchen?"
...
Gu Nuannuan and his wife didn't want to expose their child's appearance, but they wanted to share this moment, so they took a photo of the little guy's chubby little hand holding the side of the bowl. On the other side was the big hand holding the side of the bowl.
, Just one picture tells everything.
"Congratulations to Xiaoshanjun, the first mouthful of rice paste was fed by my father." The picture shows the father and son's big hands and little hands fighting for a bowl.