Rebirth Eighty Spicy Wife Heads the House

Yan Bochuan frowned and looked at Xiaobao, muttering in his heart, were Xu Qing and Zhou Jinnan too careless, and they both let the children see something.

Xiaobao is still teaching grandfather: "Mom said that boys should coax girls, buy beautiful flowers for girls, and what she likes to eat, no, Mom said she said she could do this for the girl she likes.

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Yan Bochuan was already amused and crying: "You little guy, don't listen to your mother's random words. You are still a child and don't understand adult affairs."

Xu Qing cooked the dishes, set up a small table, called Xiaobao and Dabao to wash their hands and have dinner, and then said to Yan Bochuan: "I heard it just now. I think Xiaobao is right, you should coax my mother more.

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Yan Bochuan smiled and said nothing.

By the end of the year, the store had no business. Xu Qing and Ye Nan discussed and closed the door early and went home to prepare for the New Year goods.

This year, we can clearly feel that there are more and more New Year’s goods on the streets, and people are willing to buy New Year’s goods. Some families buy large items for their homes during the New Year, TV.

Cheng Hao took his son to live in a hotel, planning to see if he could buy a yard in Beijing after the New Year.

Cheng Jiadong lay on the hotel window, poking the ice flowers on the glass with his fingers boringly.

Cheng Hao came in from outside and saw his son's lonely appearance. He thought for a while: "Jiadong, are you happy with me?"

Cheng Jiadong turned around and looked at his father, shook his head: "Happy, but I miss Dabao and Xiaobao, I miss Aunt Xu Qing, as well as grandma, Uncle Zhou, and Dad, let's go to Aunt Xu Qing's house for the New Year."

Cheng Hao raked his head: "I always celebrate the New Year at my own home, so how can I go to other people's homes to celebrate the New Year?"

Cheng Jiadong pouted: "But I don't have my own home either. I want to go to Aunt Xu Qing's house."

Cheng Hao was silent for a while: "Then let's go to visit your mother and grandma's grave first, and then go to Aunt Xu Qing's house, okay?"

Cheng Jiadong nodded: "Yes, let's go now."

The two of them wore cotton coats and went downstairs to take the bus to the cemetery in the suburbs.

Cheng Jiadong watched the car gradually leave the city and turned to look at Cheng Hao: "Why didn't you want my mother before? Grandma said that my mother was hungry, so she gave birth to me and died of dysfunction."

Cheng Hao finally accumulated a little courage to visit Lin Wan's grave, but was instantly disintegrated by his son's words. After a while, he reached out and touched Cheng Jiadong's head: "Because my father is a bastard."

Cheng Jiadong frowned. He didn't like his father saying this very much. He pursed his lips: "Grandma said that if my mother was there, she would definitely be the gentlest mother and would not let anyone bully me."

Unfortunately, he had no impression of his mother in his mind.

Not even a single photo.

For him, my mother was the stone tablet that kowtowed during the holidays. There were a few cold words on the stone tablet: Lin Wanzhi’s tomb.

Cheng Hao thought about it, took out a pocket watch from his arms, opened it with a small photo inlaid, and handed it to Cheng Jiadong: "This is your mother. If she were there, she would definitely be a very beautiful and gentle mother."

Cheng Jiadong leaned over and leaned against Cheng Hao and looked at the photos in his hand, and started crying as he looked.

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Xu Qing and Ye Nan were busy stewing meat and steaming buns at home, and saw Cheng Hao bringing Cheng Jiadong, whose eyes were swollen, in.

Xu Qing was shocked and thought that Cheng Jiadong was too naughty. Cheng Hao couldn't help but clean up the child. He quickly wiped his hand and pulled Cheng Jiadong: "What's wrong? Why are you crying like this?

Dad has dealt with you?"

Cheng Hao's eyes were also red, and he still explained to Xu Qing: "No, I didn't expect that he had never seen his mother's photo before, so he showed him his mother's photo."

Xu Qing was also surprised because she didn't ask Grandma about this, but she could understand that at that time, Lin Wan probably didn't have any extra money to take photos.

Looking at Cheng Jiadong who was still crying, he felt distressed: "Okay, stop crying. Auntie fry the chicken legs. Will you eat them later?"

Xiaobao held the chicken legs in one hand and came out while gnawing. His little face was oily and went straight to Cheng Jiadong: "Don't cry, I'll lend my mother to you, and you also call her mother, so that you will have a mother."

Xu Qing touched Xiaobao's head, and he was quite generous.

Cheng Hao had an idea: "If you don't dislike it, let Jiadong be your godson, I, as a father, will never be qualified. I will learn more from you."

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment and wanted to refuse, but saw Cheng Jiadong looking at her with his head raised, his eyes full of expectations. Obviously, he was willing to Cheng Hao's proposal.

If she refuses, the child will definitely be very sad. Thinking about all the adoption procedures, it can be regarded as the adoption parents of Cheng Jiadong, and it is no different to be a godmother now.

He smiled and nodded: "If Jiadong is willing, he will call me godmother and Uncle Zhou's godfather in the future. Is that good?"

Cheng Jiadong blinked directly and shouted simply: "Godmom."

Xiaobao thought this problem was very simple and solved it. He happily threw the remaining half of the chicken leg to Bailang, and then held Cheng Jiadong's hand: "Grandma has made a lot of delicious food, let's eat it together."

Cheng Jiadong immediately ran to the kitchen with Xiaobao happily.

Cheng Hao didn't expect that Cheng Jiadong, who had cried for a long time, was so easy to satisfy, and looked at Xu Qing awkwardly: "It's really causing you trouble again. Regarding investment, just talk, even if you don't want me to invest, I

You can also lend you the money, you can do whatever you don’t want to pay it back.”

Xu Qing waved his hand quickly: "That's not OK. It seems that I recognize Jiadong as my godson and have the same purpose. OK. If I need help in the future, I will tell you, but I must follow the rules.

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Cheng Hao sighed: "If I were young, I could be more rational, Lin Wan would not die, and Jia Dong would not suffer so much. Do you think there will be a next life after a person dies?"

Xu Qing was shocked. She couldn't talk nonsense about this matter, just like she could be reborn!

Cheng Hao smiled bitterly: "If there is a next life, I hope Lin Wan won't meet me, a bastard, and be a good girl at home and live another safe life."

Xu Qing didn't think so: "If there was a next life, why didn't you think about making up for the shortcomings of this life and give Lin Wan and her children a perfect life."

Zhou Jinnan and Yan Bochuan came back from buying New Year's goods. When they saw the cold weather, Xu Qing and Cheng Hao stood in the yard and talked. They didn't like Cheng Hao at first. At this moment, their faces turned even colder and looked at Xu Qing: "Why are you?"

Just wear a sweater? You will catch a cold."