Arriving at the Jingjia mansion, Chen Mengyao got off the car and went straight to the house: "Mom, is Fanfan awake?"
Xia Lan hugged the little guy and went forward: "He's awake, he's used to you coming over at this time, so he staggered his bedtime, waiting for you every day, I'm going to hold him to the door and wait, you guys It¡¯s already here, there is no traffic jam on the road today, right? It¡¯s pretty fast.¡±
Chen Mengyao took over her son and took a good look at it: "You are so good. The road is fine today, and there is not much traffic jam. Mom, do you still have milk powder? Do you want to buy milk powder? Let's buy the baby's milk powder by ourselves in the future. You can bring it for us." The child is already righteous enough, and you cannot be asked to contribute money and effort."
Xia Lan said with a smile: "Your mother and I have always been so generous. Fanfan is also my grandson. What's wrong with buying some milk powder? You have to grab this fun from me. Really, how much is milk powder? We are all a family, The money can also be spent together. Isn¡¯t it the same who pays for the children? If you care about me, you¡¯re out of touch. I used to be bored to death when you didn¡¯t have children, but now I finally have something to do. I live a very solid life every day, and even sleep soundly."
Chen Mengyao pinched Xia Lan's waist with a smirk: "Not only does he sleep better, but he also has a better figure and more temperament."
Xia Lan was originally easy-going and got along well with the younger generation. Over time, Chen Mengyao didn't have too many scruples. Sometimes it doesn't matter whether it's big or small, Xia Lan doesn't mind: "Really? You don't mean to say yes You are obedient and coaxing me? Shaoqing's mouth is not as sweet as yours."
Chen Mengyao looked sincere: "I lied to you that you are a puppy. Really, your waist is so thin. It must be because of the tiredness of taking care of the children and exercising."
Xia Lan was flushed by this flattery: "That's tired and happy, I'm happy. That's all, you wash your hands and eat, the food is ready, I'll go upstairs and call your dad."
After Jing Shaoqing parked the car and walked in, Xia Lan had already gone upstairs. Chen Mengyao shoved his son to him: "You hug him more, maybe Fanfan doesn't remember what you look like now."
The corner of Jing Shaoqing's mouth twitched: "Isn't this too exaggerated? How could I not remember what I looked like? Anyway, I also show my face in front of him every day. Don't you always quarrel and think about your son during the day? You finally came home from work at night You can see him while eating, why don't you give him more hugs?"
Chen Mengyao has always been dissatisfied with his indifferent attitude towards his son: "I miss him, and I want to hug him and not let go, but this is not an excuse for you not to fulfill your duties. Now that your son has been sent here for so long, I don't want to live with you , look at him and you feel intrusive, don¡¯t you? You hold me, don¡¯t put it down if you don¡¯t eat! This is not my son alone, it belongs to both of us. If I can give birth to a son of hermaphrodites, I still want you What are you doing?"
Jing Shaoqing's mind was buzzing: "Okay, okay, I'll hold it, okay? Don't make such a fuss, I'm almost deaf."
In fact, it's not that Jing Shaoqing doesn't like his son, at least it's his own. He's just not too enthusiastic about children, and his performance is relatively flat. If someone spends his time on his behalf, he won't bother to spend his time on his own. Isn't it okay if he likes it in his heart? What's more, it is not his turn to love the children at all, even Jing Sung-wook, who has always been only passionate about painting, will hold the children all day long and never let go, so where is it his turn to play?
Soon, Xia Lan and Jing Chengxu came down from downstairs. Jing Chengxu was still wiping the drops of water on his hands with a paper towel. He was obviously still painting and had just washed his hands.
Jing Chengxu walked straight up to Jing Shaoqing, and asked cautiously and tentatively: "Is it time to change the child's diaper?"
Jing Shaoqing knew that Jing Chengxu wanted to hold the child, so he directly handed the child to Jing Chengxu: "Look at it."
Jing Chengxu happily took the little guy and checked it. In fact, the diaper was changed not long ago and it was clean.
Seeing that Jing Shaoqing was idle again, Chen Mengyao rolled her eyes. Jing Shaoqing wants to cry but has no tears. It's not because he doesn't hold the baby, it's because he has no chance, okay? !
When eating, the little guy drinks milk powder in the stroller, and the stroller is placed beside Xia Lan, and Xia Lan teases the child from time to time while eating.
Chen Mengyao's respect for Xia Lan is very thorough. At the beginning, she thought that Xia Lan's fascination with her grandson was just temporary, and after a long time, she would find it annoying to take care of the child. She didn't expect that after so long, she was still the same, and she wanted to hold it in her hand. She was relieved to give the child to Xia Lan.
Suddenly, Xia Lan looked up at her and asked, "Recently, I don't have time to go shopping with your mother with my children, and I don't care about contacting her. Are you worried about her living alone?"
Chen Mengyao didn't think too much about it, and replied casually: "What's there to worry about? The anti-theft doors at home are all the best bought. It's okay. I went back to see her, and I will go back when I have time."
Xia Lan coughed twice: "That you??Didn't you think about finding another partner for your mother? You are also married now, she is always not very good alone, and she will have a companion when she gets old. Even though I am still young and able to dance, even if I am alone, I will be lonely"
It was really the first time for Xia Lan to be a matchmaker, so she still didn't know how to speak, and was more afraid that Chen Mengyao would mind.
Only then did Chen Mengyao realize what Xia Lan meant, and she suddenly said, "Oh oh oh I've thought about this too, and she's tried it before, but she didn't find the right one, it's all crooked. It¡¯s right. I don¡¯t have the time to care about her so much now, because I didn¡¯t think carefully enough. Mom, do you have any suitable candidates? I can help introduce you, and your introduction must be reliable. My dad also left. After a long time, this kind of thing is human nature, I can understand it very well, and I am very happy that my mother can find another one."
Xia Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you don't mind. I really have a suitable candidate here. He is a good person and has a good family background. He is Shaoqing's father's brother and is a painter. This kind of person is nothing serious except for being a bit stupid. The problem is that his virtue is similar to Shaoqing's father, his age is also about the same, and he is in good health. He has a son who has developed abroad and never comes back, but he is said to be filial. The other party is also widowed, so I think it is appropriate."
Chen Mengyao felt very reliable when she heard it: "Okay, when can we arrange a meeting? I also want to join in the fun, how about we make an appointment for the weekend? Let's have a meal together, and let them chat everywhere, if it's suitable It's the best words."
Xia Lan is also straightforward: "Okay, I will arrange that weekend, let's treat it as a family dinner, at Shaoqing's Baishuiwan restaurant, the food is delicious, and the environment is not bad, Shaoqing, remember to ask the restaurant to reserve a seat for the weekend .¡±
Finally it was Jing Shaoqing's turn to speak, and he didn't interrupt, like an outsider: "I'm finally needed? OK, no problem, I will tell the restaurant in advance." (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com