Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

After returning home in the evening, the little complainer went to complain to his grandfather. Then Mr. Jiang held his little sweet grandson in his arms for a long time and said, "Why didn't you call grandpa? Grandpa, go over and see if that old thing dares to You dare to yell at my sweet grandson." Mr. Jiang hugged his little sweet grandson. The little tiger was so doted on by his grandpa that he couldn't break free even if he wanted to.

Mr. Jiang cursed. When he thought that someone else's grandfather had passed away today and he didn't even know about it, he yelled at his son angrily, "Jiang Chenyu, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing today? Other grandfathers have passed away, why didn't you let me go?"

Jiang Chenyu looked at his angry father and his uncomfortable son on the sofa, "What were you doing? Quarrel?"

Mr. Jiang: "Go support my grandson!"

Jiang Chenyu saw that his son had to be beaten, and he was spoiled by this circle of people.

"He is so bold without any support. If you support him again, do you want him to go to heaven?"

Jiang Lao felt that there was no need to talk to his son, so he hugged his little grandson and planned to leave. He hugged him twice but did not move... "Grandson, let's hold hands and walk."

The wrinkled old hand held the dirty and bulging little paw up the steps, "Grandpa, can you do it?"

Mr. Jiang: "What? Rag doll?"

"No, I can do it with Dad everywhere, and I can also tweet." said the little tiger.

Mr. Jiang frowned and had doubts in his heart. How could his domestic violence Nuanwazi and the Ernizi who specialized in treating him still make ragdolls?

Did this couple lie to my little sweet grandson again?

Gu Xiaonuan took a shower and went downstairs to look for her son, "Tiger? Huh, cub? Little tiger?"

"Husband, where is my son?" Gu Nuannuan asked when he saw Jiang Chenyu alone in the living room.

Jiang Chenyu replied: "I'm leaving with my dad. Be mentally prepared. My dad will be picking up the tiger himself soon."

"Why?"

Early the next morning, the little tiger was eating at the dining table. Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang was also sitting at the main seat this time. "Today I will go see off my sweet grandson. Jiang Chenyu, you will be responsible for seeing off our warm baby."

Gu Nuannuan looked at her father and gave her son a dish, "Dad, why? Tiger's and I's schools are very close to each other."

Mr. Jiang snorted, "I'm going to see who that old sweetie is. How dare he yell at my good grandson and treat him like he has no grandfather!"

The posture must be restored to the good grandson.

Jiang Chenyu had guessed it last night, and he had no objection at all. He could even think of how his father would argue with him at the dinner table if he objected, but in the end his father still couldn't help himself.

In the morning, when the father and son went to send the mother and son to school respectively, Jiang Chenyu said to his father: "Yesterday the matter was settled. Today we can actually see each other. Enough is enough. Don't bring a bad reputation to the children."

Originally, the little tiger was the grandson of the Jiang family and the only son of Jiang Chenyu, so he attracted enough attention at school, and many people watched him when he was taken to and from school every day. If the father was really venting his anger at the school gate, the people behind the scenes might be talking about it.

Parents' words and actions can also affect their children's opinions.

Jiang Chenyu and Gu Nuannuan paid great attention to their image every time they were at the entrance of their son's kindergarten. They represented their son's face.

Mr. Jiang said impatiently: "Okay, I understand. You have only been a father for a few years, and I have been a father for many years. You can't even compare with me in terms of numbers. Among the three of us, you are the only one. You still teach me As for me." Mr. Jiang held the hand of his little darling grandson and disliked his second son.

Gu Maomao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, cupped his face and looked at his son funny, "You know, don't study classmates who look different from you when you go to school? If you have any questions, call the teacher."

The little tiger pouted, "Oh, Bao knows."

Mr. Jiang overwhelmed Jiang Chenyu with his age advantage. He held his grandson and sat in the back seat of another car.

Both mother and son opened the window and waved to each other, and the little tiger shouted: "Where are you, give Bao some food~"

Gu Nuannuan replied: "I can't send it off. I have classes today."

In the car, Mr. Jiang was confused: "Tiger, can our Nuanwazi go directly to your school?"

The little tiger shook his head, "My mother has a back door."

The two cars were going straight ahead, and when they reached a fork in the road, the two cars drove separately.

Jiang Chenyu said to his wife, "Xiao Nuan, don't bring food to his little mouth. He will not eat well at school."

Gu Nuannuan: "Husband, I don't go there every day. I only go there when I have free time. Besides, except when my son snatched my pancakes on the first day, I went to him later just to see him and buy food. Feed him yourself! Never let him touch him,"

Sometimes, the little tiger's arms were stretched out of the railing. Gu Nuannuan backed away, just not to let his son touch him. The little tiger was angry, acted like a baby, and called his mother all the time. Gu Nuannuan only fed her two mouthfuls, and then put her son away. Sent away.

"But since my husband has spoken, I will reduce the number of times." Gu Xiaonuan was obedient again at this moment.

Jiang Chenyu drove the car and quickly glanced back at his little Nuannuan cat. He drove with one hand and placed the other hand on Gu Nuannuan's leg, patted it twice, and said with a smile: "I don't know. How long can my kitten be sensible and obedient this time?"

Gu Xiaonuan: "...Jiang Chenyu, what do you mean?"

Look, it's over as soon as it begins.

kindergarten.

The little tiger was carrying his schoolbag and was about to enter the school gate. Grandpa held him back and refused to let him go. Finally, he watched Sweet get out of the car, along with old Sweet.

Mr. Jiang was an old man, but he still had to bend down, pick up his tender little grandson, and kiss his little face several times, "Tiger, you are also my grandpa's darling, my heart's content. If anyone bullies you at school, just call grandpa and grandpa will come over immediately to vent your anger."

The little tiger hugged Mr. Jiang's neck and said coquettishly, "Squeeze, baby~"

"You're so good. When you feel wronged, call grandpa as soon as possible."

"Okay~ Can you give Bao some delicious food?" asked the clever boy.

Mr. Jiang nodded.

Old Sweet on the side also heard what Mr. Jiang meant. Elderly people, even relatives across generations, would protect their little grandson.

The little tiger landed, and little Sweet looked at him. He greeted the little tiger in foreign languages.

Little Tiger: "...Grandpa, listen, he said blah blah blah again."

"What? You call this thing 'blah blah' instead of a rag doll?"

The school that Little Tiger and Little Sweet entered together, thanks to the two little carrots, the kindergarten worked overtime last night, and all the kindergartens were equipped with surveillance equipment. Some corners, blind spots, and all directions were monitored!

The child who was scared to tears by the little tiger yesterday took the initiative to chat with him, "Hi, my name is Sweet, what is your name?"

The little tiger was stunned, sucking his little mouth cutely, but he couldn't understand it again. Dad is not around, which really delays things~ I can’t even translate it.

Due to what happened yesterday, the little tiger didn't dare to call his uncle because he was afraid that he would cry if he called him again.

"Teacher~" the little tiger shouted loudly on campus.