"I..." Feng Zhengyang was so choked that he almost lost his breath.
"Ah?" Feng Sicheng was confused.
Feng Zhengyang took a deep breath, "No."
The little grandson said very loudly: "What's not right? Is it grandpa's fault, or is it mom's fault?"
"You..." Feng Zhengyang coughed.
Feng Sicheng clasped his little hands behind his back and suddenly said seriously: "Grandpa, you can't be a cheat. This matter has nothing to do with me. When grandpa and mother were unhappy, I was not born yet."
"I didn't talk about you, I just wanted to say why are you asking this?" Feng Zhengyang tried his best to remain serious.
"Because I'm curious." Feng Sicheng thought for a while, "I'm curious about how good my mother is. She's prettier than other mothers, smarter, good at fighting, and can discipline my father. Why wouldn't grandpa like such a good mother?"
Feng Zhengyang suddenly patted the armrest of the sofa, "I didn't!"
"No?" Feng Sicheng said seriously, "Does that mean you like mom?"
"I……"
Feng Sicheng suddenly shouted towards Ye Lai: "Mom, grandpa said he likes you!"
Feng Zhengyang: "..."
This brat!
"Come here!" Feng Zhengyang picked up the little baby and warned: "Don't talk nonsense! How can a child lie?"
"Then the old man is not ashamed to lie?"
Feng Zhengyang was choked again.
At this time, the little guy suddenly hugged Feng Zhengyang and said in a sweet voice: "Grandpa, I was born to my mother. It was very hard for her to be pregnant with me. Your son is also very happy, so I hope grandpa won't make things difficult for my mother.
I know Grandpa loves Bubble the most!"
The little baby's hug and Wu Nong's soft words made Feng Zhengyang, an old man, a little confused.
His face was stiff, and he didn't know what to do while holding Feng Sicheng.
"You, you, you..." He stumbled for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence.
Feng Sicheng was put down and he raised his head: "Grandpa, let's eat here tonight."
Watching the little guy running to the kitchen, Feng Zheng raised his neck and shouted: "Be careful, there is a knife in the kitchen!"
"Aren't there any nannies here?" Feng Zhengyang looked around and saw that there were no people serving tea or water, and he couldn't stand it.
"Feng Yan."
Feng Yan, who was named, came over and said, "Huh?"
Feng Zhengyang was still giving orders, but this time he slapped a card on the table first, "Hire a nanny and a private tutor for your child. Don't delay my grandson by being undisciplined."
"Ah." Feng Yan walked over slowly, "Is this your grandson now?"
He didn't take the card, "You can keep it yourself."
"I'm not giving it to you." Feng Zhengyang picked up the bank card again and ran to the kitchen.
"Bubbles?" Feng Zhengyang shouted awkwardly.
"Hey! Grandpa!"
The smiling little baby ran over, wagging its head and tail, and Feng Zhengyang couldn't keep his face straight, no matter how stiff it was.
He bent down and secretly stuffed the bank card into the little baby's pocket, "Hide it yourself, tell your dad what you need, and then use this card to buy it."
Feng Sicheng stared in surprise, "Did grandpa give it to me?"
"Yeah." Feng Zhengyang agreed awkwardly.
The next second, Feng Sicheng quickly wiped his hands and pretended to kneel down: "Grandpa, my grandson will give you a loud kowtow!"
Feng Zhengyang almost fell down and immediately stopped him: "Get up!"
Seeing the stubborn old man's face with a little smile, Feng Sicheng muttered in his heart: Damn old man, it's so hard to coax him, he works so hard to smile just a little bit.
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dinner.
At the dinner table, Feng's mother was busy picking up food for Ye Lai and her grandson. What Ye Lai actually said was, "It's okay, just eat."
Feng's mother laughed, "Mom doesn't always come, and I never help you take care of your children, so I can only do these things."
It wasn't that I didn't want to come before, but Feng Zhengyang was awkward, and Ye Lai didn't want to see Feng Zhengyang yet, so it was very embarrassing to force myself to come.
Ye Lai saw clearly the love for her son in Feng's mother's eyes, and she hesitated, "If you want to go to Pao Pao on weekends from now on, ask Uncle Liu Tan to take you to grandma's place to play."
She couldn't call her mom, and Feng Yan never let her call her.
Although Feng's mother didn't treat her badly, she was indeed not very close to her. AI wouldn't understand what family affection was, so it was pretty good that Ye Lai's character could accept them.
"Really?" Feng's mother was overjoyed.
And Feng Yan was also overjoyed.
Feng Zhengyang, who was opposite him, raised his head, and there seemed to be some unnoticeable expectation hovering in his eyes.
Ye Lai glanced at Feng Yan beside him, who immediately looked away.
It is really the best thing to be able to have a son and his wife on weekends without any noise, allowing him and his wife to have a good rest and live a life together as two of them!
After all, in the past, Feng Yan only believed that happiness could only be considered good if he made achievements.
Feng's mother was extremely excited, "In that case, let's come over to pick up the bubbles this weekend. How about you send them there if you don't mind?"
The grandson is already in kindergarten, and they haven't gotten close to each other yet. How could Feng's mother not be anxious?
Ye Lai nodded, "Okay."
"Grandpa, goodbye!" Feng Sicheng and his parents sent the two old people off together.
He blew another kiss, "Grandma, I love you!"
The two old men who got into the car had varying degrees of smiles on their faces.
After the car started, Feng's mother was thinking: "Clean up the room next door and make a children's room for my grandson."
"Then the furniture in the house also needs to be replaced to prevent it from getting bumped and if Ye Lai gets angry again."
Feng Zhengyang on the side suddenly frowned: "Why do you want to build a children's room?"
Feng's mother thought he didn't agree, and just when she couldn't help but want to get angry for her grandson, she heard Feng Zhengyang say: "Can't he just sleep in our bed? He is so young, how can he sleep alone? What if he is afraid of crying in the middle of the night?
manage?"
I mumbled all the way home.
Feng Zhengyang walked towards the second floor.
The servants are still waiting for them, "Sir."
Feng Zhengyang pointed to the living room downstairs: "The soft blankets will be laid out tomorrow, and the corners of the furniture will also be wrapped."
The servants were a little confused, "Huh?"
At this time, Feng Zhengyang turned around and walked toward the bedroom, with a look of joy on his back?
He suddenly said: "My grandson will come over on weekends from now on. Please prepare more food that the children like to eat."
The servants were stunned.
grandson???
Young Master???
That legendary young master?
Because of such an order, the entire Feng family became busy from the next day.
Grandma Feng has been feeling unwell recently and went to the hospital last month.
In the anticipation of the two old people, the weekend finally arrived again.
Feng Sicheng took the time to come by himself, and it was delivered by Liu Tan himself.
"grandparents!"
As soon as he saw them, Feng Sicheng greeted them warmly.
"Hey, grandma's baby, come in quickly and see what delicious food grandma has prepared for you." Feng's mother was waiting at the door early, and she immediately laughed when she saw her grandson.