Ever since Fang Lan arrived, Ai Qiao has been depressed for several days.

This night.

Ji Huai came back a little late, after ten o'clock.

When he came in, he saw her dazed on the bed, and asked her with a worried look, "Are you too tired recently?"

"No." She shook her head and continued to hug her son and coax him.

The little guy moved his lips in her arms, looked at her with his little eyes, and continued to move his mouth.

He is hungry.

Ai Qiao could understand his movements and carried him to prepare milk powder. Seeing how hard she was holding him, Ji Huai reached out to pick up the little guy.

He sat on the sofa and teased him, and said, "Brother Qiang has contracted a student dormitory building, and I can do the water and electricity installation and doors and windows. I don't have enough manpower."

"Then do you want to continue looking for someone?" She put in the milk powder and was shaking the bottle.

"Well, we need to find some masters, otherwise the progress will be too slow." Ji Huai said, the little boy in his arms started to whine when he saw the milk powder in Ai Qiao's hand. He put his son in her arms,

He continued, "Big Tou will definitely not let me make any profit. Small Tou will only get a little bit because he gets the materials himself and gets the kickback alone."

"Take your time, it's already very good now." Ai Qiao never forced the little guy to drink milk powder, and would even praise softly, "Daddy is already very good."

"Uh...uh..." the little guy made a sound, his eyes continued to roll, he danced and continued to stick out his tongue.

Ji Huai's heart softened, and he took out a piece of paper to wipe the milk powder flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and said, "What can you understand?"

"Well... um..." He made another voice. When the two of them looked at him, they moved their hands at the same time, squinted their eyes, and opened their mouths to smile.

"Ha." Ji Huai also laughed, reached out to hold his little hand, lowered his head and kissed it.

As soon as I kissed him, he laughed again, moved his hands and feet together, spit out the milk, and continued to charm his father with his smile.

Ai Qiao looked at her son, her eyes slowly filled with tiny light. That smile was so healing, she really looked like a little angel.

After thinking for a while, she spoke to Ji Huai and said softly, "This year I want... to take you back to see my mother."

She hasn't been back for several years.

Hearing this, Ji Huai didn't react at first, so he looked up at her, and then continued to hold his son's hand, "You're not going back this year, are you?"

"Aren't you going back again?" There was a trace of disappointment in her eyes, and she found an excuse to comfort herself, "That's okay, Doudou is also spending money, and it will cost a lot to go back."

They gave the child a nickname, Doudou. If they wanted to give it a better name, they were not in a hurry. They went back and let Grandpa Ji give it to him.

"It's not a matter of cost. You definitely can't go back by train. It takes several days to take a train. Air tickets are expensive every year, but that's not the point. You can't stand the cold weather over there during the New Year."

"Doudou is still young, what if he gets sick?"

He took the child over and asked her opinion, "I didn't say not to go back. I should have gone back to see your parents a long time ago. I did something wrong. We can go back in April or May, okay?"

Ai Qiao thought he didn't want to go back and thought it was troublesome. After hearing what he said, a smile appeared on her lips again and she agreed, "Okay."

After answering, he added the next second, "But air tickets are very expensive, so why don't we take the train? The baby will be more than four months old at that time."

"Let's talk about it." He urged her, "Go and eat the rice rolls I bought. It's time to go to bed later."

Ai Qiao's brows, which had been frowning for the past few days, relaxed. She stood up and walked to the table. Her tone of voice became a little softer, "I know."

Seeing her relaxed and happy face, Ji Huai's corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he lowered his head to meet his son's eyes.

"￥￥..." The little guy made another sound and narrowed his eyes.

Ji Huai felt that he was dying.

One big and one small, one is more annoying than the other.

He is so weak that he is willing to sacrifice his life for it.

In a blink of an eye.

After the New Year, spring comes and the weather gradually warms up.

Not only Ai Qiao and the others are going back, but Fang Lan and her brother Fang Yizhou are also going back. None of them went home during the New Year. Fang Lan thinks it’s good not to go back. If she stays in the factory, she can get three times the salary, and she can go back after the New Year.

Still warm.

Fang Yizhou and the others followed Ji Huai and continued to work hard in the new year, earning thirty-five yuan a day. If Ji Huai had not left, they would not have been willing to go back.

Ai Qiao and Ji Huai came to the factory, waiting for Fang Lan to come down and go together, and help her get some luggage.

The little guy is more than four months old. He is white and tender, has a chubby face, and is wearing a little hat.

He was being held by Ji Huai and looking around curiously.

"I'm here." Fanglan carried her luggage and went downstairs. She saw this little guy from afar and rushed over to touch his face, "Doudou, Doudou."

He looked at the aunt in front of him with his big round eyes, blinked, and his expression turned cute.

"Can you give me a hug, aunt?" Fang Lan couldn't help but soften her tone as she smelled the milky fragrance on his body, coaxing him.

The little guy stared at the aunt in front of him, then at his father, and finally turned his head, wrapped his chubby hands around Ji Huai's neck, and buried his head in his father's arms.

He gave Fang Lan a cold and heartless back, which also made Ji Huai laugh. He gently pulled his son's hand, his voice slowed down and said, "Let Auntie give you a hug, and Auntie will buy you some fun toys."

"Yes, Auntie has toys." Fang Lan continued to coax him.

"Well..." The little guy made a sound, moved in Ji Huai's arms, continued to hug his father, and buried his head quite deeply.

Fang Lan had no choice but to give up in the end.

Ji Huai walked in front with the child in his arms, and the two of them walked behind. Ai Qiao also helped her carry a small bag of luggage. She looked at Ai Qiao, a little surprised, "Oh my God, Ji Huai has changed a lot. It's been so long since we last met."

, he has become a dad. I heard from my brother that he is working very hard now and has brought in many people. He will start construction on two more buildings when he comes back after the year."

In the past, she felt that Ji Huai was not stable and could not achieve great things because of his good looks, his talk, his tendency to take advantage of loopholes in his work, and his flawed character.

When the child was born, she was even more afraid that Ai Qiao would be wronged and had to work hard to take care of the child alone. After Ji Huai took over the project, she was also afraid that men would become bad when they got rich, especially Ji Huai, who was likely to flirt with women.

Now she was greatly shocked. Even her brother and his friends kept saying good things about Ji Huai and followed him willingly. You know, before, she was afraid that Ji Huai would cheat her brother.

"He loves Doudou very much, so the child is very attached to him." When Ai Qiao said it, there was a smile in her tone. She looked at the big one and the small one in front of her, her eyes softening a little.

In her sight, Ji Huai was holding the little guy and walking beside him. There were trees planted on the road next to him, with young leaves hanging down.

He slowly stopped. The little guy looked curious and reached out to grab the leaves, but he was too short and couldn't catch them.

The chubby hand stretched out, and stretched out again, but it was just a little short, staring at the little feet, still unable to reach them. He looked at his father with clear black and white eyes and pursed his lips.

Ji Huai smiled and gently pulled the young leaves down.

He stretched out his hand slightly to grab it.

Unfortunately, he only grabbed a few young leaves. As soon as Ji Huai let go of his hand, the young leaves in his hands broke and the branches bounced back.

The little guy's eyes widened and he turned his head to look at his father.

Ji Huai pulled down the branch again.

His little hand stretched out again, grabbed two small leaves, and leaned forward slightly, intending to take a good look.

Ji Huai let go of his hand again.

The young leaves in his hand broke again, and the branches bounced back again, leaving two small fragments of leaves in his palm.

Ai Qiao and Fang Lan happened to get close and saw him laughing, showing his newly grown baby teeth and drooling, "Giggle..."

Smiling was not enough, he was moving around in Ji Huai's arms, waving his white and tender hands and feet, very happy.

Fanglan thought he was too cute, so she stepped forward to tease him and said in a drawl, "Doudou."

The little guy was smiling excitedly, but when he saw her, his mouth suddenly closed, his expression quickly became expressionless, and he turned around to hug his father.

Fang Lan witnessed his sudden change of expression, and instantly wondered if she was too ugly, causing the other party to react so violently.

"Because there are only two of us to take care of him, he is very afraid of strangers and is like this to everyone." Ai Qiao explained.

Fang Lan expressed her understanding and couldn't help but add, "The child really changes every day. He is so cute."

While they were talking, Ji Huai was already holding the little guy and moving forward, and his laughter came again.

From time to time, he would lie on his father's shoulder, looking at Ai Qiao who was walking behind him, grinning at her, and muttering, "#￥#￥..."

Fang Lan clapped her hands at him.

The little guy's face turned away again, and he hid in his father's arms with a straight face.

"..." Fang Lan was also helpless, but she felt more and more that this little guy was too funny. She smiled and turned to Ai Qiao and said, "He Qiuxiang didn't go back during the New Year."

Aiqiao asked, "Why?"

"I don't know, she seems to be with a person from Haicheng. She has moved out to rent a house a long time ago. I rarely meet her after I change shifts. At first, I thought she had gone back." After that, Fang Lan continued.

, "She is giving me a look now when she sees me, and I am too lazy to care."

"You also know that if you don't follow her wishes, it's like you owe her something, and she will treat you as an enemy."

Hearing this, Ai Qiao sighed. She knew this, so she never had a close relationship with He Qiuxiang.

"And..." Fang Lan was about to say something, but she suddenly stopped speaking just two words. Ai Qiao followed her gaze and saw He Qiuxiang standing at the door.

There was a pile of luggage beside her, and standing next to her was a dark-skinned man, short and slightly fat.

The skin color of the two looks like a couple.

When leaving the factory, she had to register. Fang Lan had slowed down, but He Qiuxiang was too slow, so she was still behind her.
To be continued...