Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 181: How do you feel that your home has changed?
At night in the fenced courtyard, countless laughter and laughter were always heard.
Tonight looks even better.
Qi Qi was sitting on the bed in the room, holding his cell phone and calling his grandparents, surrounded by gifts from Auntie Dong.
"Aunt Dong actually bought her a lot of gifts for Qiqi. I dare not move while sitting here. If I make a move, the reward will fall and bury Qiqi."
The small leg propped up the fallen puppet, and Qiqi burst into laughter, "Grandfather, grandma, did you hear any laughter in the main hall? Very festive. If you were here, you would definitely be very happy!"
"Uncle and Auntie Dong became good friends once they met, as one of them had yellow hair and the other had red hair. Auntie Dong said next time I'll get my uncle to dye my hair green haha..."
"And Dad went to the hospital for a physical exam today, but it took two days to figure out the results. I think Dad's health is better now. When he came back tonight, he could really bring a bucket of pig shit!"
On the other end of the phone, Yan Huai and Meng Jingxian were sitting on the sofa in the villa's living room.
Xiao Waer was chatting on the phone, and the little mouth spoke so quickly that the two of them could barely get in the way.
But just by listening to the soft voice of my little grandson alone, I can already feel happy.
The spacious and quiet room seemed to be becoming more lively.
Uncle Xiang stood by the sofa, and left with a smile after a while.
The sight of the chairman and his wife sitting together so warm and peaceful has never been seen in my memory.
Now that the little lady was discovered, the Yan family would probably usher in another scene in the future and become like a real house.
After half an hour of phone calls, Yan Huai and Meng Jingxian said goodbye to the baby only after the little baby said goodbye quickly.
“I used to hear people say that they are brothers in the next generation. Back then, I didn't take it seriously, but now I have to trust it.” Right after hanging up the phone, the gentle smile in Yan Huai's eyes had not disappeared, "But Yan Xi still had to look after him. How can you dye your hair green? Likewhat? Call him later and talk about him."
I don't know if it was because the man's expression was different from his usual gentleness, or because his tone sounded rather soft as he spoke, Meng Jingxian suddenly became bolder, and said back, "If you want to say it yourself, Yan Xi is not alone, son."
Yan Huai was stunned, “She would only intentionally defy me when I said something, and she could dye her green hair as soon as she hung up!”
"Isn't it because your tone is never good when you talk to him? Whether it's a lesson or a command. How can young people listen? After all, I won't be an ugly person this time."
Using his courage, fearing that the man would scold others later, Meng Jingxian immediately got up, and climbed upstairs with small steps.
Yan Huai frowned, with deep thought in his eyes.
How do you feel that your home has changed?
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Tonight, Dong Wangshu used his dark history and history of blood and tears to make everyone in the small courtyard lean forward and backward, even Yanxi laughed until his stomach ached.
In the middle of the night, the small courtyard was silent, and Song Yueliang as well as Qi Qi were put into the small bed, and she covered her mouth and cried a little.
“Do not cry, scare Qiqi.” Yueliang's song was helpless.
Qi Qi hurriedly found his little handkerchief, and wiped away the tears of the crying people.
"At first, I thought it was strange that you didn't like to interfere in other people's affairs. It's not unusual for you to be so helpful that day." Dong Wangshu pulled Qi Qi into his arms, choking while talking, “Now I finally know the truth. , This is called mother-daughter bonding! When Aunt Li comes out, your family of three will be reunited, and you will never meet anything bad again!"
Qiqi was curious, "Aunt Dong, are you talking about my grandmother?"
"Yes, your grandmother will be back soon, Qiqi will have one more person who loves you, are you happy?"
"Happy!" Qiqi rolled her eyes.
She heard her mother mention grandma, and she heard everything her mother said outside the yard last night.
My grandmother suffered a lot and is still in prison.
“Auntie, what does my grandmother look like? Can you tell me about my grandmother?”
"Godmother!"
Song Yueliang looked at the woman's instantly satisfied appearance, feeling a little helpless.
She reached out and hugged her daughter, and patted her little head, "It's time, the baby should go to sleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow if there's anything I want to say."
Dong Wangshu nodded heavily, "Yes, we will talk about it tomorrow. Qiqi, Aunt is a little tired today, can we continue the conversation tomorrow?"
Qiqi was put to sleep by two adults, always feeling like she was being cheated.
Aunty accused him of calling her godmother, but did not tell her about her grandmother.
Adults are so cunning.
The lights in the room were turned off, and Qi Qi had developed a habit of working and resting, and immediately fell asleep.
Wait until the baby's breath becomes long and slow to make sure he is sound asleep. Dong Wangshu, who could not sleep with his eyes open, lowered his volume and said, "Yueyue, have you told Aunt Li about Qiqi?"
Song Yueliang was silent for a moment, "I didn't have a chance to say it."
"... Aunt Li still refuses to see you?"
"okay."
Dong Wangshu did not know what to say for a moment.
Whatever you say to cheer him up seems empty and careless.
"Sleep. He'll be out in a few days, and it'll be the same when the time comes." Song Yueliang did not want to talk too much, so she ended the conversation with these words.
Turning gently in the darkness, half hugging her sleeping daughter, Song Yueliang's eyes deepened.
In recent years, he has visited the prison several times. Except for the first time, she was always refused to meet after that.
The only time we met, the mother just said cold words to her daughter, "Don't come here again later, just treat me like I'm dead."
Song Yueliang searched through all her memories, and the relationship between her and the woman seemed to always be so cold and indifferent, and there was no time when she became close.
Later, when I heard about the woman, it was the prison guards who told her that her hand bone was broken and her face was broken in prison.
The weekend the next day.
Since her mother did not have to leave for work, Qiqi took a short nap, and it was already eight when she woke up.
The little baby came out of the main room with his hair closed, rubbed his eyes, and the morning sun was just right.
The smell of sweet potatoes smelled in the air, and there were whispers of laughter in the kitchen.
Under the loquat tree in the courtyard, a curly yellow-haired youth was listening to the phone in a daze.
Qiqi could not help her curiosity and walked over, crouching at the man's feet, looking at him with cheeks in hand.
The adults could not interrupt while talking on the phone, so Qiqi did not make a sound.
Yan Xi was so focused that she did not realize there was a small ball at her feet for a moment. He didn't know what the other person was saying. The young man was awkward, “Are you not busy with everything? I don't care what color I color for my hair.?”
“I know, I know, I'll think about it, and I'm not necessarily listening to you.”
Qiqi tilted her head, feeling that her uncle was really strange.
Talking impatiently, but smiling like a flower blooming on his face.
My master is very complicated.