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however, what happened next proved that it was a very happy thing.
because most of the work of taking care of baby fu was done by fu chen, and she was only responsible for playing with him after she was done, so she naturally felt relaxed and happy taking care of the child.
after arriving at the jing residence, they entered the house. because it was the wedding day in a few days, the jing residence had been decorated very festive. red decorations were hung everywhere, and there were all kinds of refreshments on the table.
âyou guys can sit anywhere you want.â sheng aiyi beckoned them in. her gaze fell on qiao zhichu, and she could not help but want to tease him. â what a good child. this is for him. â
sheng aiyi did not attend qiao zhichuâs one-month-old birthday party previously, but she had specially given him a red packet this time.
â this ... â tang jingci was embarrassed to accept it.
âitâs okay. take it. itâs for the child.â
âthank you,â he said. tang jingci smiled and thanked him. she was carrying the child now. perhaps it was because they were in an unfamiliar environment, but the child was very obedient.
âcan i hug you?â
when she was decorating jing hanchuanâs wedding room, she had also arranged for the babyâs room. sheng aiyi really wanted to hold a grandson.
because the old lady of the fu family often took fu yu to the pear garden to play, the child was also very obedient. when he listened to the opera, he even hummed a few words.
the old lady even joked that she would give him to be her disciple.
sheng aiyi agreed with a smile. â iâm just afraid that the couple canât bear to let their child suffer. â
to learn opera, one had to learn by singing, reciting, and practicing early. he couldnât miss a single day. there was only one girl in his family, so he probably couldnât bear to do it.
tang jingci had already handed the child over. â iâll take off his clothes. â
the heating in the jing house was very good, so he felt a little hot in his little coat.
sheng aiyi held him in her arms and played with him. from time to time, she would let a certain big shot look at him.
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âyou want a hug?â
a certain big shot had a conflicted expression on his face, but he still rubbed his hands and took the child.
âhanchuanâs not here?â fu chen looked around the house.
âin the backyard. iâll be back soon.â
âiâll go take a look at the back.â
qiao xiyan wasnât familiar with the jing family, so when fu chen said he was going to the backyard, he followed him out for a walk. song fengwan and tang jingci went to help out in the kitchen.
song fengwanâs hands were disabled and she didnât know how to cook. she wasnât a burden and all she did was wash and pick the vegetables.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
soon, only a certain big shot and qiao zhichu were left in the living room.
qiao zhichu was leaning back on the sofa, drinking milk. his black and bright eyes were curiously looking at everything around him.
a certain big shot coughed and looked around. he peeled a small orange and sent it to his mouth. â do you want to eat? â
qiao zhichu blinked as if he was hesitating.
âdo you want some? itâs very sweet and delicious.â
the jing family members in the distance looked at each other.
their big boss ...
he seemed to be kidnapping children.
â do you want to eat or not? â a certain big shot tried his best to smile kindly.
âzuolin!â when sheng aiyi came out of the kitchen, a certain big shot immediately sat up straight and returned to his cold and stern appearance. â whatâs the matter? â
âtake out some of the good wine at home.â
â no, weâll be driving later. donât drink. â tang jingci smiled.
âiâll get some milk and juice then.â sheng aiyi said and went back into the kitchen.
a certain big shot pinched an orange and glanced at qiao zhichu out of the corner of his eye before bending over to play with the child.
the jing family thought, canât you be more mature?
he had also successfully attracted qiao zhichuâs attention. he stopped drinking milk and stared at the orange in his hand.
â ah yingluo. â the delicate and childish voice clearly showed that she wanted to eat it.
âdo you really want to eat it?â
a certain big shot felt that children were very cute as long as they were not his own.
âah-yingluo-â
the little guy had already opened his mouth to eat.
the big boss put the small orange in his mouth, and he ate it with big bites, drooling.
âlook at how youâre eating.â a certain big boss wiped the water from the corner of his mouth and conveniently took the child into his arms.
âoh, youâre not light, child.â a certain big shot carried him on his lap, always a little careful.
qiao zhichu had only recently learned how to catch things. his eyes lit up when he saw the two small mustaches on a certain big shotâs mouth. no one in the qiao and tang families had grown a beard yet, so he naturally found it novel.
she reached out to grab his face.
âhey, what are you doing ...â
a certain big shot didnât realize what he wanted to do. he thought that he wanted to put his finger in his mouth and immediately reached out to stop him. â you canât put your finger in other peopleâs mouths, understand? â
he was a little intimidating when he pulled a long face, but a certain someone had lowered himself and teased him to eat. that had dispelled qiao zhichuâs fear of him, so he was not afraid of him at all.
moreover, qiao wangbei and tang wangjin looked scary when they were pulling a long face.
a certain little fellow was also scared since she was young. she did not care about him at all and still reached out to scratch his face.
it was only later that he realized that he was missing his mustache.
he was just a child, so it was nothing to let him touch her.
qiao zhichu was curious from the start and touched it a few times.
the jing familyâs eyelids twitched. in fact, the big bossâs beard was like a tigerâs butt. ordinary people couldnât touch it. it seemed that the big boss was in a good mood today.
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qiao xiyan and jing hanchuan werenât close, but with fu chen around, the atmosphere between the three of them didnât seem too stiff.
âi havenât seen you fishing recently.â
fu chen went to the backyard and thought that jing hanchuan was fishing. he didnât expect that jing hanchuan was just trimming the dead branches of the plum blossoms in the backyard.
âitâs winter, but the fish wonât take the bait.â
he would never tell fu chen that the fish in the pond had been brought home by xu yao last time and dried into salted fish.
a few days ago, he had even sent over some salted fish, saying that he couldnât finish it at home.
jing hanchuan was speechless. this was his fish, and now he was giving it back, and he had to thank him?
the three of them chatted along the way. just as they reached the door of the living room, they heard the big bossâs gasp.
jing hanchuan was the host, so he walked in front and saw his father covering his mouth and the little boy sitting on his lap giggling ...
qiao xiyan followed him in. seeing his son laughing arrogantly, he thought that he had ruined things.
âqiao zhichu!â
at this time, he could understand his own name. when he turned around and saw his father, he smacked his lips and even raised a beard in his hand, waving at him.
fu chen coughed and laughed in a low voice.
what was this called?
plucking fur from a tigerâs mouth?
âwhatâs going on?â sheng aiyi and the others also came out to check when they heard the commotion.
âiâm fine.â a certain big shot waved his hand.
he couldnât possibly say that his beard had been plucked off by a little thing.
if they were pulled at the same time, it wouldnât hurt, but he didnât know why, but if he suddenly pulled hard, he would die of pain!
âwhy are you shouting? donât you feel embarrassed with so many people around?â sheng aiyi frowned.
a certain big shot was in a difficult situation.
qiao xiyan held his son in his arms. the little guy was still holding his beard tightly as he walked toward qiao xiyan, as if he had gotten some treasure and was showing off.
a certain big shot didnât want to tease the child anymore, but for some reason, qiao zhichu stuck to him and reached out for him to carry him.
he had no choice. everyone was watching. he couldnât throw a tantrum in front of a child and throw a tantrum. he could only hold him in his arms.
and then ...
a certain big shot was ordered around and fed him.
jing hanchuan lowered his head and coughed. his father couldnât do anything to him.
when they were young, he didnât have that much patience for her.
when she asked him later, he replied, â
âitâs not my child, so itâs hard to do it!â