After Participating in Intern Parents Variety Show with Movie Empress Mother

He smiled and said, "An An is fat again."

An An's little face rubbed against her mother's cold cheek, tilted her head and asked, "Where's Dad?"

Mo Sui smiled and said, "Mom will pick you up first, and Dad will go home in a while."

An An tilted her head, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing millet teeth.

It turned out that Mom and Dad would really come to pick her up.

...

After the little dumpling finished dinner and the small cake, they followed Mo Sui home, feeling very happy.

She didn't need to be urged by her mother, she jogged to the room to get her pajamas, threw it on her shoulders, and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

After she became fragrant, she got into the quilt, covered the quilt, and beckoned her little hand: "Mom sleep."

Mo Sui couldn't stop laughing when she saw the child's small appearance.

At this moment, the child lay obediently, showing his little head: "Mom hugs."

Mo Sui teased her on purpose: "Mom won't hug her."

An An was no longer obedient, and rubbed her little face into her mother's arms. When she acted like a baby, her little milk voice was sweet: "Mom hug."

Seeing her mother lying flat, she slumped into her mother's arms, like a bird finding a nest.

A small milk dumpling, lying on the stomach, not heavy at all, and warm.

Mo Sui stretched out his arms to hug her, resting his chin lightly on the seeds of her head, remembering what Dr. Lin said to himself during the last follow-up visit.

Dr. Lin said that adopting a child can indeed help her get out of her past pain to a certain extent, but remember not to rely on such a method.

Because using this child as a substitute only temporarily numbs her pain nerves.

However, Mo Sui didn't think so.

If other children were on the show at that time, would she have been so kind to that child, and would she have even been willing to take that child home?

The answer must be no.

She knows better than anyone that An An is different from other children.

And they like An An, and they don't want to use her as a substitute.

An An is An An.

Is a well-behaved, sensible, kind, and likable baby.

Mo Sui patted the little dumpling on the back lightly, and said with a smile, "We are lying in my mother's arms, like a little frog."

When An An heard this, she felt very strange.

After a while, she pulled her mother's neck with her hands, raised her face, and made a shy voice.

"Crack."

...

Mr. Gu took out the chessboard, put it on the coffee table, and played chess with him.

Not long after the child returned, the home was empty and seemed strangely deserted.

Cen Yanjun sighed: "It would be nice if An An stayed in our house all the time."

"You said you were tired last night," the old man said.

"Isn't this tiring and happy." She gave him a sidelong glance, "You have never brought children, so you don't understand how happy this is."

"Who said I didn't bring it!" Old Man Gu retorted.

Yesterday he even took the little girl to the park to play.

Cen Yanjun pouted: "I'm not wrong, since childhood, you have been with Yicheng for a few days, and are you familiar with him? It's a shame that I was caught between you, otherwise, your son would be too lazy to pay attention to you."

Mr. Gu became more and more unconvinced, put down the chess piece, straightened his back, and prepared to refute.

But before he could speak, the phone rang.

Seeing Gu Yicheng's name on the caller ID, Mr. Gu immediately raised his eyebrows: "My son ignores me and will call me?"

Cen Yanjun was also a little strange.

The son actually called the old man. Is this the sun coming out from the west?

"Hello." Old Man Gu answered the phone, pressed the speakerphone, and gave his wife a sullen look, "Yicheng, what's the matter?"

"Dad, are you familiar with the funeral home and the crematorium?"

Facing his wife's teasing eyes, Old Man Gu's face darkened.

What bad words did his son say at night?

...

On the other side, Gu Yicheng picked up the phone and waited for a while, only to hear the old man's breathing.

He doesn't understand.

I just want the old man to ask someone to check the situation of the cremation certificate that year. Is it so difficult?