Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

Jiang Momo: "Anyway, my brother Su is not at home, so I went out too."

In the evening, when the little tiger was about to go back to his bedroom to sleep, his aunt came to the door.

Take the meat ball away, hold him, rub it, and kiss it.

The child was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyelids, and a group of adults were still playing with him.

As soon as they cried, everyone threw their children to Gu Nuannuan.

It was as if there was magic in Gu Nuannuan's arms. She held her little butt for a while and quickly comforted her.

As the night got darker, people stopped teasing the little guy. Gu Nuannuan asked Jiang Momo, "Your second brother said you were busy, but I never asked you, how is the factory?"

"It's quite good. We are a big-hearted family, and all the money we lost was treated as a loss of fortune. But the person who set the fire has never been found out. By the way, you can find out what happened to An Kexia and Nangong Qiange last time. Yet?"

Gu Nuannuan: "Is my 50 yuan wasted in vain?"

Both of them understood what the other meant, but neither of them found out.

Seeing that her friend had something on her mind, Gu Nuannuan said, "Just tell me directly. You are still struggling with me about whether you should tell me or not."

"Nuan'er, I suspect a person, but there is no evidence."

Gu Nuannuan: "Who?"

"My cousin Wang Hao has only a small connection, that is, he worked in that position. This does not mean that he will set fire. My mother thinks it is far-fetched."

Gu Nuannuan: "Suspicion is the first step, and the next step is to overturn your suspicion. If it cannot be overturned, evidence will be provided in disguise."

Jiang Momo leaned on the sofa at her second brother's house, "Evidence... Nuan'er, help me."

Gu Nuannuan: "...I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"It won't do any good if the three of us get along."

Jiang Momo got up from the sofa, "It's okay, without Xiao Su now, our family's 'curse' does not hold."

Gu Nuannuan asked: "What do you want me to help you with?"

The two of them gathered together and whispered.

Mr. Jiang walked down the steps, picked up his sweet son in his arms, and said to his wife and sister, "Go back to bed quickly."

The two looked at each other and nodded, "Go to sleep. We'll call you tomorrow."

One followed her husband and the other went to the guest room.

Mr. Jiang carefully placed his little dumpling of meat on the bed. As soon as his butt touched the bed, he instantly triggered the power switch.

The little hands grabbed my father's arm and cried.

Jiang Chenyu had no choice but to pick him up and hug him again to comfort him to sleep.

He tried a few more times, and the crying became louder and louder, as if he was about to wake up crying.

He slept for a long time in the evening. If he woke up now, he would be a monk chanting sutras again at night, staying up all night.

So he handed the child to his wife. Gu Nuannuan quickly put the little meat buns on the bed.

However, Mr. Jiang was cautious and moved gently, as if the little guy was about to wake up from crying.

His mother acted roughly and quickly, throwing him on the bed and rolling him, so he curled his lips and fell asleep directly.

"Why doesn't he cry?" Jiang Chenyu was curious, this was not his son's style.

Gu Nuannuan: "I let it go too fast, he didn't even react, and he couldn't keep up with the crying."

Go to bed early at the party and get up early the next day.

Early in the morning, when Jiang Chen woke up from his sleep and went to his son's bedroom, the little boy had already stood up crying, holding on to the bedside. He didn't know how long he had been crying and was covered in sweat.

When he saw his father, the little tiger stretched out his fleshy little arms and cried for his father to hug him.

As a result, he overestimated his balance. He lost his balance and fell directly onto the quilt with a "thud". Both feet were thrown up, assuming a posture on all fours. ..

The crying went from small firecrackers to small firecrackers in an instant.

Crackling, crying to the point of shaking the world and weeping.

I poured it myself and cried myself.

But his father was laughing, laughing at how cute his son was when he fell down just now.

Jiang Chenyu smiled, quickly walked over and picked up his cute baby son, kissed his sweaty little face, "Be good, it's okay."

Wiping away his tears and sweat, he added, "It doesn't hurt. You're short, so the impact is light, and dad bought you the best and softest mattress, so it won't hurt."

The little guy was holding on to the collar of his father's clothes with his little hands, still feeling aggrieved.

Jiang Zhong's heart softened.

I carried him directly to the bathroom, cleaned him briefly, and then went downstairs to prepare milk powder for my son with one hand.

Occasionally, he would let the little guy stand on the water dispenser and hold his shoulders with both hands to practice standing. The little guy was cautious and saw the milk powder in his father's hand. He supported his father with one hand and grabbed it with the other.

Jiang Chenyu carefully adjusted the water temperature and handed it to his greedy son. Finally, he told the servant, "Start preparing breakfast. The young master will eat fish soup this morning."

After speaking, Mr. Jiang looked at his son's chubby little face, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes. Mr. Jiang hugged and wiped his eyes and said, "If you are not smart, eat some fish to replenish your health."

In the early morning, he took his son to the gym.

The little guy stood there guarding the fitness equipment. Jiang Chenyu looked at him. Even though the father and son didn't speak, he was in a very good mood.

Gu Nuannuan woke up and started calling her sisters to get up.

Without saying a word, she carried her son directly to her sisters' bedroom.

Five minutes later, Jiang Momo straightened her hair and went out with her little butt in her arms. "Nuan'er, thank you for giving me a doll alarm clock."

"You're welcome."

In the early morning, Jiang Chenyu sent his sister to Yanmo Group. On the way, he asked her how the company's affairs were being handled.

Gu Nuannuan was also at home, looking at her little oil bottle. "How can I check what your aunt asked me to check? I can't do anything while holding you and dragging you."

The lazy little guy suddenly threw himself into his mother's arms. The soft and sweet Gu Nuannuan was reluctant to leave his son behind. "Don't cry. I will take you with me in the cart today. If you don't cooperate, I will throw you away."

"Mom~"

Gu Nuannuan rubbed her little round head, picked up her son, and went to his toy room.

The little tiger has a toy room that his father opened for him.

Inside are the toys that his family and friends have bought for him since he was born.

As small as a walker, as large as a tram.

Gu Nuannuan pushed a commonly used stroller, put him in it, packed the necessary supplies, and went out for a "walk."

Jiangsu arrived at the company the next day, and many colleagues in the company basically stayed away when they saw him. He was cold before, but later, everyone seemed to have heard some gossip. Mr. Qian promoted Jiangsu very much recently, and Mr. Qian even took the initiative to take Jiangsu out for dinner. , being overly affectionate to him.

If he becomes Mr. Qian’s confidant in the future, or something else, will he tell Mr. Qian about their work while working in Jiangsu, or will he put on some shoes when he dislikes someone?

Jiangsu sat in his seat, his eyelids lowered, and he glanced at the private discussion behind him from the corner of his eye.

He didn't speak, but Xiao Li was very enthusiastic towards him. "Xiao Su, have you had breakfast? I just bought some steamed buns on the way, want to try one?"