As for the title Gu Xiaozi, it is also their exclusive way of calling them. They used to call them Xiao Gu, but it always sounded weird, so they later changed it to Gu Xiaozi.

"Yeah, it's rare that it's not that hot today, so we'll go out for a walk. This person is older and needs to walk more to stay healthy."

Grandma Zhang's expression was very kind and kind-hearted.

Only then did Gu Cheng begin to answer the other party's questions.

"I haven't been busy lately, I just stay at home. This is my child, who has just turned one month old."

"You have a child? I don't even know when it happened. Come, let grandma take a look."

Grandma Zhang was very surprised, and then took Youyou from Gu Cheng's hand. Seeing Youyou's little face, her face suddenly showed a look of joy.

The movements of picking up the baby are simple and gentle. She has held her many times and even taken care of her grandson, so she is certainly no stranger to these movements.

"It just happened some time ago. Because the doctor initially advised against blowing, I never carried him out."

"This child is so beautiful. Look at how white his skin is. Should he be drinking breast milk or milk powder?"

"Milk powder, I always drink milk powder."

"Yo."

Grandma Zhang started to give her instructions in a serious tone.

"Gu Xiaozi, grandma has been here, but let me tell you, it is better for this child to be breastfed. It can increase the resistance and make the baby less susceptible to illness. Feeding milk powder will save you effort, but not to mention spending more money.

Not conducive to baby development."

Gu Cheng nodded helplessly. He also knew about this. The ones hanging in the corridor of the Maternity and Children's Hospital were full of propaganda recommending breastfeeding. But with their family's situation like this, how could they breastfeed?

There is no way to explain this kind of thing. The last time Youyou fell ill, Gu Cheng felt very guilty. He had a suspicion in his heart that it was because of the pure milk powder feeding method that Youyou's resistance and physical fitness were worse than other children.

Be a little weaker.

"By the way, where is the child's mother? Is she recovering well?"

Grandma Zhang continued to ask, but Gu Cheng's somewhat sad look clearly reminded her. The grandmothers looked at each other and knew that they had asked the wrong question.

Several people began to praise Youyou again. Because they are older and their grandchildren can already go to school, they, old ladies, no longer have the elements of children in their lives. They suddenly saw such a cute person.

You villain, of course you should take care of yourself.

"Look, the eyes are big and black, and the legs are also very long. They will grow longer in the future."

"Okay, Gu boy, we are back. You should hurry up and go up. The baby should not be in the sun for so long. This time will be increased gradually after you get used to it little by little."

Gu Cheng nodded, indicating that he understood, covered Youyou, and was ready to go home.

Since Shang Yan said goodbye to Gu Cheng in the hospital, he has been busy helping to find traces of the rental brother that night.

He first made a phone call with a second-generation official who was more friendly with him, and after agreeing on a place to meet, he drove straight there.

"Old Shang, you seldom go out during this period."

Luo Anlu sat on the mahogany seat in the teahouse, joking about Shang Yan who came towards him.

Shang Yan didn't say anything in response to this kind of ridicule, but the helplessness in his eyes and the smiling Li Nan beside him said everything.

"Come, sit down first and try this fine Yuhua tea, which is the treasure of this teahouse."

Luo Anlu did not continue to ask questions, but invited Shang Yan and Li Nan to sit down. We are all in the same circle, so we are familiar with each other. We have attended banquets with our parents on many occasions, so they are also familiar with each other.

Very understanding.

, Speaking of Luo Anlu, he is a figure in the circle of second-generation officials. Although his father is just an ordinary director of the Traffic Management Bureau, he found the wife of a wealthy businessman. Luo Anlu’s grandfather is also in the local construction industry in Zhou City.

The leading company specializes in stone, sand and soil, and its assets are not much worse than those of Shang Yanjia.

Moreover, he has always had a good reputation in the circle. He doesn't like to go to bars and is not carefree. His biggest hobby is Chinese studies. Calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, antiques, and tea are all his hobbies.

After being exposed to it for a long time, the whole person's temperament is like that of a handsome scholar who stepped out of poetry, and his every move is full of scholarly charm.

"Stop doing this. You know I don't like tea. No matter how good the tea is, it has the same taste to me."

Shang Yan drank the tea he had just poured in one gulp, which quenched his thirst after driving all the way, and then got straight to the point.

"You."

Luo Anlu shook his head helplessly. He had dealt with Shang Yan a lot. The reason why he was willing to have a close relationship with him was because he didn't have the domineering temperament and ideas of other second-generation people. Even if he had a little

Huaxin is also the kind of transaction where you and I are willing.

The most important thing is that he is careless and likes to go straight. He is the kind of person who can hit you to the bottom with one blow. It doesn't take much effort to get along with this kind of person, and there are not so many tricks and tricks.

"Tell me, what is it that makes it worth your busy schedule for Mr. Shang to come to me for help?"

Luo Anlu's way of drinking tea is not like Shang Yan's chewing of peonies. Instead, every move has a unique charm. He first takes a sip, then drinks half a sip, letting the tea linger between his lips for a while before swallowing it.

The sweetness that follows the bitterness is the taste you should experience when drinking tea.

"That's right. I want you to help me check the surveillance video of the intersection from the central apartment to the mother and child last night. It's best to check the driver information of the passing car."

Shang Yan curled his lips impatiently at first. He didn't like people calling him Mr. Shang the most. It felt like a curse and made him feel uncomfortable. In his opinion, everyone is an independent individual, and his family background certainly has an impact.

, but my interactions with others all rely on my own personality charm, and it has nothing to do with my identity.

But since I wanted to ask for help from the other party today, I had no choice but to hold back my desire to refute and tell my purpose.

"Oh? Did a driver offend you? Let me tell you, you have a big business, why bother with an ordinary driver? Life is not easy, so you have to be merciful and merciful."

On weekdays, when acquaintances come to Luo'an Road for help, most of the requests are to see who has hit their car, or for information about someone who has spoken rudely to pedestrians on the road. He has always been dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!