Zhuang Zhengguo touched the top of his head, which had no hair, and said inexplicably, "If you take me with me when you see Lele, I will tell you what gifts you can give Lele."

Ye Qingqiu's face shook, the old man was thinking of his great-grandson.

Not to mention the old man, she missed him just after she separated from Lele.

"Okay, dad, I'll go see Lele tomorrow. He is staying in Zhuang Weiren's villa now. What do you think you're going to give him?"

"I don't know either, let's look for it together." Zhuang Zhengguo rolled up his sleeves and joined the ranks of looking for things.

Ye Qingqiu, “…”

When Zhuang Qingjin sat downstairs, he heard that it was like raiding the house upstairs. He didn't know what these two were looking for. He felt that it must be a big deal.

But he didn't tell him, this made Zhuang Qingshi feel uncomfortable.

When Ye Qingqiu and Zhuang Zhengguo came down, both of them showed mysterious smiles. Zhuang Qingshi wanted to ask in front of Zhuang Zhengguo but didn't dare to ask, so he had to hold it in his arms.

After finally finishing the meal, Zhuang Qingshi pulled Ye Qingqiu and asked, "Did you and dad hide something from me?"

Ye Qingqiu wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he didn't say anything.

She was also afraid that Zhuang Qing would be angry and happy, and that her lovely grandson would not be wronged.

No matter what Zhuang Qingshi asked, Ye Qingqiu just said that, making Zhuang Qingshi even more anxious and curious. He made up his mind to secretly follow the two of them tomorrow, and he wanted to see what they were doing.

I have to hide anything from him.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhuang Weiren volunteered to bathe Lele, but Guo Xiaoman did not object. Lele grew up and there was a difference between men and women, so she could not bathe him all the time.

After taking a shower, Zhuang Weiren held Lele and placed it on the bed, cleared his throat, "Lying down, now Dad tells you a story."

Guo Xiaoman sat on the sofa in the room and looked over curiously.

Zhuang Weiren tells a story?

Lele lay down obediently. This was his first time living with his parents tonight. Although he didn't want to listen to his father's story at all, he told him that he fell asleep last night, he still gave his father face.

Both pairs of eyes looked at Zhuang Weiren.

I saw him take out a thick Dream of the Red Chamber from the drawer of the bedside table.

Lele doesn't know him, but Guo Xiaoman knows him. The corners of his mouth twitched hard. He won't want to tell her son about Dream of the Red Chamber.

Zhuang Weiren opened the book and said to Lele seriously, "Lele, I read only one paragraph yesterday and you fell asleep. I should listen carefully to it tonight, and I should listen to it for a while before going to bed."

Lele was so bitter that he couldn't understand it at all.

Then a strange side appeared.

Zhuang Weiren's magnetic but not fluctuating sound rang out, "On this day, I want to make the kindness and virtues of the past, and when I have been dependent on the kindness of heaven and ancestors, and when I have been rich in brocade clothes and silk, I am willing to be rich in fat, and I have to bear the kindness of my father and brothers' education, and my teacher and friend's discipline. So today I have failed in one skill and have been miserable for half my life. I will tell you a series to tell the world. I know that I have many guilts, but there are people in the boudoir. I must not protect myself because of my unworthiness and make it disappear. Therefore, the swathed rafters, rope beds and tiles are not enough to hinder my mind..."

The person who reads is very serious, as if he is reporting his work to his superiors, but the person who listens has long dreamed of Mr. Zhou.

Zhuang Weiren looked at Lele's sweet little face and said that he would listen to it and go to bed again.

Guo Xiaoman suppressed his smile, "You didn't even read the Dream of the Red Chamber for Lele last night, right?"

Zhuang Weiren turned around, "Isn't it possible? Look at how fast he sleeps."

puff.

Guo Xiaoman couldn't help laughing again, and was afraid of waking Lele, so he covered his mouth and endured it very hard.

He was sure he was telling Lele bedtime stories, not hypnotizing.

Zhuang Weiren's face was a little flushed. He also knew that it was not appropriate to recite Dream of the Red Chamber for a child under three years old, but he couldn't tell anything else.

Seeing that Guo Xiaoman was so angry that his face turned red, Zhuang Weiren put down his hand and walked towards Guo Xiaoman step by step.

Guo Xiaoman got up and ran away, but was carried by Zhuang Weiren to the shoulder and carried to the guest room next door.

"I want to sleep with Lele." Guo Xiaoman put his hands on Zhuang Weiren's chest, and the man's eyes burned her face.

"Lele is a man, no man sleeps with a woman, that's a hooligan."

Guo Xiaoman's mouth twitched, "Lele is less than three years old. Are you sure he is a man, and if you want to sleep with me, are you also acting like a hooligan?"

"You have given birth to your son, so you are naturally my woman, and you are different from Lele..."

The last words were drowned in Zhuang Weiren's kiss.

The moonlight outside the window shone in through the window, and the bed creaked.

The next day, after Zhuang Zhengguo and Ye Qingqiu had breakfast, they went out with a few bags.

Zhuang Qingshi pretended not to care. After the car left, he immediately threw away the chopsticks and shouted, "Driver, prepare the car."

When he arrived at the door of Zhuang Weiren's villa, Ye Qingqiu helped Zhuang Zhengguo get off the car.

"Dad, Lele is inside, let's go in."

"Okay." Zhuang Zhengguo thought Ye Qingqiu was walking slowly in high heels. It was better to walk by himself than to support him. He shook her hand without waiting for her, and walked towards the door without strode.

Ye Qingqiu hurriedly followed.

Not far away, Zhuang Qingshi sat in the car and looked at the two of them in confusion. Isn’t this Zhuang Weiren’s villa? Why are they here?

One misses his son, the other misses his grandson?

But you shouldn't be so excited.

In the villa.

Zhuang Zhengguo held Lele and couldn't let go of it. He pinched his little face and touched her fleshy little hand. He looked cute everywhere.

Ye Qingqiu sat next to her and tried to carry Lele from Zhuang Zhengguo's arms several times, but she didn't find a chance. She was anxious when she was waiting.

A thud.

An unusual noise came from the balcony.

Everyone looked over and saw Zhuang Qingshi looking in against the glass door, almost squeezed himself into a meat pie.

Seeing them looking over, an old face turned red.

"Call your dad in." Zhuang Zhengguo ordered Zhuang Weiren.

"No." Before Zhuang Weiren answered, Guo Xiaoman said first, "Grandpa, I understand that you love Lele, but Zhuang can't see Lele." He couldn't even tolerate her, could he tolerate her son?

She can't let Lele be in danger.

Zhuang Weiren glanced at Guo Xiaoman, and saw that her face had changed, and hugged her and said softly, "Listen to you, don't be afraid, I will protect you and Lele."

"If you could protect us, would I be kidnapped four years ago?"

"Who kidnapped you?" Zhuang Weiren narrowed his eyes dangerously. He always thought that Guo Xiaoman had hidden himself, but he didn't expect that he was kidnapped at that time.

Whoever wants to live, dares to even kidnap his woman.

"No one, I mean I left in front of you. You don't know how to protect me and Lele." Guo Xiaoman said calmly, afraid that he would continue to ask any more and implicate George.

Fortunately, Zhuang Weiren no longer doubted and promised him, "Don't worry, I won't make the same mistake again."

After listening to the conversation between the two, Zhuang Zhengguo waved his hand, "Forget it, no matter how much he is, all this is something he asked for."

Ye Qingqiu wanted to say something, but after seeing Guo Xiaoman's pale face, he didn't say anything.

She knew that when Zhuang Qing saw Lele, she felt the same as hers. No matter how he didn't like Guo Xiaoman, how could he not like his grandson?

But as the old man said, all this today was his own fault. If he hadn't always opposed his son being with Guo Xiaoman, maybe she would have been there when Lele was born. She had never seen Lele since she was born, and she was a little complaining about Zhuang Qingshi in her heart.

Finally, there was laughter and joy in the room. Outside the room, Zhuang Qingshi almost opened his eyes, and no one invited him in, so he had to lie on the glass door and look at Lele.

Needless to ask, you know that this is his grandson, who looks so much like Zhuang Weiren.

It's exactly the same as when he was a child.

As he watched, he was tired of standing and felt embarrassed to stand down again, so he had to ask the driver to take him home.

"Grandpa Zeng, that person has left just now." Lele pointed to the glass door on the balcony and said to Zhuang Zhengguo.

Zhuang Zhengguo snorted coldly, "No matter who he is, will Grandpa Zeng teach you how to play chess?"

"Okay." Lele nodded.

Zhuang Weiren's mouth twitched, "Dad, Lele is still young and doesn't know many words. Is it too early to teach him how to play chess?"

"I can't play with chess pieces with him as a toy." Zhuang Zhengguo retorted.

Zhuang Weiren pursed his lips and did not dare to say anything again.

As long as grandpa is happy.

Ye Qingqiu's hand stretched out retracted helplessly. He would have not brought the old man here if he had known it. She didn't even hold Lele, and he kept occupying his arms.

Finally, Lele took the chess piece as a toy and rolled around in the living room to play. Zhuang Zhengguo was like a child, accompanied him to play chess.

"Menman, we will get the certificate tomorrow." In the garden, Zhuang Weiren held Guo Xiaoman's shoulder and looked at the imperial flower in front of him.

Guo Xiaoman turned his head and looked at him, "Isn't this good? Why do you need a certificate?"

"Do you want our son to be a single parent and he is going to school soon? Don't you want him to gossip?"

Guo Xiaoman frowned, "But your dad..."
To be continued...