Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

Chapter 1289 Uncle, do you dare to beat my dad?

Nangong Zi quickly glanced at his wife, and he immediately changed his tone, "Look, I said I wouldn't let you come over. If you insist on coming, your sister will kick you out. Pregnant woman, you don't look like a pregnant woman. Where can you be?" If you are running around like this, we will go to the hospital when you get back."

An Kexia: "If you want to stay, you can stay there. I'll stay at home."

An Kechun's injured hand only felt pain when it got cold. Even her bones hurt when she wrote.

A few days later, several people came and said, "Sister-in-law, our sister-in-law asked us to install a heater here for you."

An's mother often went over to see her eldest daughter. She would find someone to stuff the quilt with thick down and send it to her daughter. When the family makes dumplings, the couple will drive to deliver them to their eldest daughter.

"Mom and Dad, if you're fine, don't come up to see me. The second child is about to be born, and it's not a good place to be gloomy here. Don't bring bad things to the second child." An Kechun also started to drive his parents away.

It's early morning, it's still dark. After the summer solstice, the colder the weather, the later the daybreak.

In Yenan Villa, the little tiger has been forced to get up.

He closed his eyes and was pulled by his mother to get dressed.

"Husband, where are you going to take our naughty baby today?"

Jiang Chenyu said: "Give it to our dad and teach him how to write at home."

The calligraphy my son practiced last night was even more abstract than abstract.

The little tiger woke up when his mother put on clothes. He rubbed his eyes with his little hands and yawned. He was still in hysteria, as if he had not recovered.

Gu Nuannuan also said to her husband: "Why don't you ask our dad if he has anything to do recently? Elderly people have many invitations this year. If our dad is busy, don't send the children away."

In the past, when my son was young, he would push a cart and hold a baby. No matter how unhappy Xiao Nai Tuanzi is, Xiao Naiyin will just cry for a while, hand him something to eat and feed him. Now the older the little guy grows, the more he has ideas. When you take him out, you will be chasing him.

Jiang Chenyu nodded, his wife had taken it into consideration. "good."

Just when the little tiger was dressed, he sat on his mother's lap and gained some energy, "I want to go play with my mother~"

Gu Nuannuan hugged her son's soft face, which made him feel too small no matter how much he looked at it. "Mom, I have to go to school, so I can't play with you."

The little tiger leaned on his mother's shoulder in despair, looking at his father.

I asked Mr. Jiang, and sure enough he wanted to meet some friends, "Is our tiger going to send it over? You can bring it over, and dad will lead him."

Jiang Chenyu knew his son's virtue and kept making trouble, "He's three years old and it's hard to take care of him. I'll take care of him today while you do your thing."

In the restaurant in the morning, Gu Nuannuan said: "Winter is a little bit bad. You have to dress the tiger in several layers, inside and outside. If it's summer, you can hug him and go out in your pajamas."

Jiang Chenyu said: "Teach the tiger to dress himself in the future."

The little tiger said with a stern face, "Dad gave Bao clothes, but Bao doesn't know how to wear them."

"If you don't know how to wear it, you have to learn."

The rebellious kid said, "Humph, I can't learn how to wear it."

Jiang Chenyu and his son looked at each other, refusing to let anyone go. "'Na' can't dress you until you get a wife. You have to learn what you need to learn. Open your mouth and drink the soup." Gu Nuannuan took the spoon and brought it to his son's mouth.

The little tiger opened his mouth wide and drank it in one gulp.

In the morning, the little tiger stayed at home. After seeing off his parents, he demolished the house by himself.

Because Jiang Chenyu had a meeting in the morning, he could only go to the company by himself. At noon, Jiang Chenyu hurried home. He hadn't seen his son for several hours, so he had to come back to check on him uneasily. When I left, I took my son to the company again.

I'm teaching the little tiger to write. He won't write while the coffee table is on it, but insists on lying on the sofa to write.

Just write as you say, he took the pen tip and scribbled on the sofa.

Just paint, he poked holes in the leather sofa under his father's nose.

When Assistant He entered the office, what he saw was Xiao Junzi lying on his father's lap, sticking out his butt and being spanked. He raised his little face with great effort and cried, "Come to pick up the baby after school and ask me to beat daddy, wuwu~"

I put my son down and let him stand facing the wall.

The little tiger put his hands behind his back, looked at the wall, felt wronged and raised his arms to wipe away his tears, and continued to stand.

Jiang Chen glanced at his son's back from the corner of his eye, then looked at Assistant He, "What's the matter?"

"President, it's almost the end of the year. Here are the documents sent from overseas branches for your inspection."

Assistant He handed the document to Jiang Chenyu, and he also glanced at the naughty bag, "Little tiger, what's wrong?"

"Let him tell you himself."

Jiang Chenyu stood up with the document and went to the office desk to look through it.

Assistant He squatted next to the little tiger, "Tiger, tell Uncle He what's wrong?"

"Uncle, do you dare to beat my father?"

Assistant He: "...Uncle doesn't dare."

The corners of the little tiger's mouth lowered in grievance, "How dare you, Bao let me come over and beat my dad."

Jiang Chenyu listened to his son's childlike words with a smile on his lips. He quickly scanned the document, signed it and asked Assistant He to take it out.

The door closed, Jiang Chenyu looked at his son seriously, "Stand still, heels together, see if Xiao Nuan comes over and beats you or me."

"Hit daddy." He couldn't lose his momentum and had to shout even if he was forced to stand.

Gu Nuannuan is out of school. Recently, her son likes to eat the sauce-flavored pancakes sold at her school. She bought one and took it home to the old man at home. The little tiger also tasted it and wanted to eat it. School is over early today. Gu Nuannuan Nuan bought cakes and porridge at school and took them to the Jiang Group.

As soon as I entered the door, a complainer ran over my lap.

Three minutes later, the little tiger sat on the sofa, holding the glutinous red bean porridge in his hands, and asked his mother to feed him soybean pancakes while drinking. "No, daddy hit your family treasure again."

"You eat first, and when you're full, you can beat my treasure wherever you go." Gu Nuannuan said calmly.

After the little tiger had eaten and drank enough, he stood by the sofa and his mother pointed at the small pinprick-like holes in the sofa, and was criticized on the back of his hands for a while.

Zhen Xi came to visit her godson before a busy year. The little guy didn't know his godfather very well, but after hanging out for a while, the relationship between the two became very beautiful.

When a little tiger gets into trouble, he deserves a beating only in the eyes of his parents. There was a glint of liveliness in the eyes of the others.

Jiang Chenyu went to take care of his son, but Zhen Xi argued with him, "Children are innocent and lively. Why do you always want to destroy your godson's liveliness and cuteness?"

Jiang Chen Yuqi's heart was clogged, and he pointed at his half-old son, "Have you ever seen anyone who is lively and cute just for fun?"

"my home."

Jiang Chenyu pointed at the potholes on the ground again, "What are you doing?"

"Teach my godson how to lay mines."

Mr. Jiang: "..."

I happened to meet a little tiger who loved to play in the mud, and he played very seriously.

After Gu Nuannuan took the exam, she took a vacation.

Cui Zhengjun also passed the law exam this year. After all, he entered school one year earlier than Gu Nuannuan and Duan Ying. Cui Zhengjun and Yu Feijin would help with many things they didn't understand.

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