
Yu Nuannuan heard these two sentences, and it was seen by Yu Zhenmin and Chen Xingxue.
The two smiled at the same time and waved to Yu Nuannuan, "Nuanbao, come on."
Yu Nuannuan walked slowly, "What's the matter, grandfather?"
Yu Zhenmin touched Yu Nuannuan's hair, "Nuanbao, grandfather will tie your hair, okay?"
After hearing this, Yu Nuannuan almost had a question mark.
Did he have auditory hallucinations because he didn't wake up?
Yu Zhenmin actually wanted to tie her hair?
You can see Yu Zhenmin's serious gaze, Yu Nuannuan knew that she heard it right.
Is it possible that regardless of age, adults like to dress up like dolls?
Yu Nuannuan's hair had never been cut, it had grown for over three years, and now it had hair all along the waist.
Of course, this was also because he was short, and there was no way to compare him to the hair along the waist of an adult.
Yu Nuannuan had grown to this size, and Yu Zhenmin had yet to give him too many heads.
Only occasionally, Xu Shuhua gave him a head, and Yu Zhenmin would sit down and watch.
Thinking of Xu Shuhua, Yu Nuannuan looked around, "Grandfather, where is my grandmother?"
"Your grandmother has gone to the county seat, but she hasn't returned yet! Grandpa's gonna give you a headshot today, okay?"
Hearing this, Yu Nuannuan finally understood why Yu Zhenmin had told her to tie her hair, it turned out that Xu Shuhua was not home.
If Xu Shuhua was at home, there was no chance for Yu Zhenmin to begin with.
Chen Qiaoqin did not come out either, she thought she should cook in the kitchen.
Looking at Yu Zhenmin expectantly, Yu Nuannuan nodded, "OK! Then I'll take the comb!"
Yu Nuannuan walked slowly to her room step by step, always feeling that she had come out of an impressive way of seeing death at home.
Yu Zhenmin smiled and took out a comb and rubber band, letting Yu Nuan Nuan sit on a small stool, sit behind Yu Nuan Nuan, and gently comb her hair with a comb.
Yu Nuan's hair was long, but smooth.
Even if you roll around in bed while sleeping, it will not tangle.
Yu Zhenmin held the wooden comb in her large, rough hand, and gently combed Yu Nuannuan's hair repeatedly. His movements looked gentle and careful, as if he was afraid that he would hurt Yu Nuannuan if he was not careful.
Chen Xingxue sat to the side and watched the scene, only to feel uneasy, "I said Mr. Yu, you said you, what kind of hair is combed for Nuan Bao, is this something you can do! Or bring Nuan Bao to him? Called mama."
Yu Zhenmin heard those words and did not even look towards Chen Xingxue. "What do you know, you have no grandchildren. Where do you know what it's like to comb hair for a granddaughter."
Chen Xingxue who said this was stunned, and was unable to recall how to answer the conversation for a long time.
She has no grandchildren, what's wrong with her without grandchildren?
She has no grandchildren to blame?
Chen Xingxue clenched her hands, and suddenly smiled and said to Yu Nuan warmly, "Nuanbao, do you like your grandfather or grandfather Chen?"
Yu Nuan Nuan, ""
He had grown to three and a half years, had he finally heard this classic question?
"Do you like your father or your mother?"
"Did your mother like you or your brother?"
"Grandpa likes you or Grandma likes you?"
This may be a question that every child will hear when they are young.
Yu Nuannuan was unable to recall clearly. Have you ever heard of such a problem when I was a child?
But in this life, from birth to now, it was the first time he had heard such a question.
(Late of this chapter)