Chapter 470

Drunkenness

The first floor of a large and spacious villa.

At the door, Lin Feng, Jiang Yuan, Zhou Zhiman, and Jiang Hanshan looked towards the dining table.

At the dining table, four elderly people, Lin Senmu, Ji Yingge, and Ye Qingyun, were looking towards the door.

Everyone in the big family looked at each other in silence.

Jiang Yuan's eyes fell on Ji Yingge's bulging belly.

Ji Yingge looked at the swaddling baby in Jiang Yuan's arms.

The sisters, who were once the best of friends, both had complicated expressions.

After a long silence, Ye Qingyun forced an ugly smile and stood up to greet them: "Xiao Zhiyuan, father-in-law, mother-in-law, come in and sit down. We are waiting for you to have the New Year's Eve dinner. You don't need to change your shoes."

Several meters of space between them.

Jiang Yuan stared at Lin Senmu for a long time, her eyes gradually turned red. Finally, she sniffed and walked closer holding the child.

She smiled and greeted: "Happy New Year, Grandpa and Grandma, I, I'll just have a meal and leave."

"Hey, little kite."

After hearing what happened, the four old men had already forgiven the little Zhiyuan.

Qi Xiuyuan and Qin Zhaomian, in particular, stared eagerly at the swaddling baby in her arms.

'She has lost a lot of weight and her mental state is very bad. '

Lin Senmu looked away from Jiang Yuan and greeted his mother-in-law and father-in-law: "Dad, Mom, Happy New Year."

Um.

He didn't change his tune.

I don’t know if it’s because we’ve gotten used to calling it that, or if there’s some other deeper meaning to it.

"Who are you..."

When Jiang Hanshan saw Lin Senmu, his temper flared up and he was about to start cursing.

But her mind immediately thought of the countless phone calls her son-in-law Lin Senmu had made to her after her daughter Jiang Yuan filed for divorce, and the countless questions and pleas she had sent to her on WeChat, but she had kept it a secret from him ashamedly.

Finally, he sighed.

Zhou Zhiman did the same, and responded with a forced smile: "Hey, Happy New Year."

Lin Senmu sat down again and gently held Ji Yingge's trembling little hand.

He knew what was important and what was not. Although Jiang Yuan was unforgettable to him, he had not seen her for almost a year and his memory had become a little fuzzy.

The most urgent task is to take care of the pregnant Ji Yingge and prevent her from losing the child accidentally.

I didn't know what happened to Jiang Yuan in the past. Although I could guess that she had experienced great hardships, she has now gotten through it safely.

In a short period of time, I can't take care of both ends.

"Ji Yingge, can I sit next to you?"

Jiang Yuan walked over holding the child, without any protest, with only pure request in her eyes.

"sure."

Ji Yingge nodded slightly.

Lin Senmu watched Jiang Yuan coming over. It was no longer convenient to hold Ji Yingge's hand, so he squeezed it gently to show his care, then let go silently.

After Jiang Yuan sat down, she asked curiously, "How many months old is the baby?"

Ji Yingge's face was full of maternal love as she replied, "It's exactly seven months now."

"Then the baby should be born in the summer."

Jiang Yuan is already an experienced mother.

"Um."

Ji Yingge looked at the swaddling clothes, not knowing whether she wanted to know or was helping Lin Senmu to find out, and asked: "Where is your baby?"

"Just one month old."

Jiang Yuan looked down at her sleeping daughter, eyes full of love. She hugged the child tightly because she knew that she only had this child.

"Let's eat."

Lin Senmu withdrew his gaze from the cradle.

He spoke silently, and at this moment, he knew that he had become the head of the family ahead of time.

"Haha, let's eat, everyone."

Lin Feng quickly chimed in.

But no one at the table had any appetite to eat and they just moved their chopsticks perfunctorily.

The four elderly people stared at the cradle, not knowing how they could hug their great-granddaughter.

Zhou Zhiman looked at Ji Yingge from time to time. She never expected that this daughter whom she loved so much back then would become the love rival of her own daughter.

She didn't think of Ji Yingge as the third party. After all, Jiang Yuan and Lin Senmu were divorced.

Seeing a bottle of Moutai on the dining table, Jiang Hanshan opened the bottle and drank it alone in a depressed mood.

Ye Qingyun looked at the quiet atmosphere, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Xiao Zhiyuan, how are you doing after giving birth, and how are you recovering from your illness?"

"Very good, Aunt Ye."

Jiang Yuan looked up and looked at him with a complicated look.

Hearing this, Ye Qingyun's heart was bleeding. Little Zhiyuan no longer called me mommy.

"Lao Jiang, I'll have a drink with you."

Lin Feng picked up the wine and filled the glass. Ever since he told Lin Senmu about his current situation in the car, he had never heard Xiao Zhiyuan call him daddy again.

"Ding-dong."

Jiang Hanshan hesitated for a moment, then clinked glasses with Lin Feng.

Qin Zhaomian couldn't help herself any longer and forced out an unnatural smile: "Little Zhiyuan, can grandma hold her?"

"Okay, Grandma."

Jiang Yuan stood up, carried the child towards the four elderly people, and handed the swaddling clothes to Qin Zhaomian.

Qi Xiuyuan's old eyes narrowed slightly, and at that moment, she saw the ancestral bracelet that she had given to her granddaughter-in-law.

"Grandma, hold me. You're so cute. Your nose is exactly like your dad's."

Qin Zhaomian smiled happily. As for the matters of grandchildren and granddaughters-in-law, what did it have to do with her, an old woman whose body was half buried in the ground?

The old man only has two little babies in his eyes.

"Come, come, let grandma hug you too."

Qi Xiuyuan reached out and took it.

Lin Mushi and Ye Huaian could not help themselves either. They stood up and walked behind their spouses to look at their granddaughter, and said with a smile: "Her mouth is like a little kite, and her ears are like Senmu when he was a child."

Lin Senmu stood up, walked between the two little ones, stretched out his hands, and took the bowls in front of them.

Jiang Yuan and Ji Yingge both looked up at him.

"I'll serve you some food. If you don't eat something, you won't have the energy to cry at night."

Lin Senmu gave a smile that was uglier than crying.

"cut!"

"cut!"

The two little ones pouted at the same time.

Lin Senmu stopped joking and came back from dinner, shouting, "Dad, pass me the wine too."

Lin Feng remained silent. He understood the subtext and was trying his best to help his son.

Jiang Hanshan looked at Lin Feng who didn't react and handed the bottle of wine to him helplessly.

"Dad, thanks."

Lin Senmu filled a glass of Moutai for himself and drank it all in one gulp.

Next, he glanced at the wall clock obscurely, and then made a loud noise, attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Senmu poured another full glass of wine, but when everyone's attention was withdrawn, he quietly poured it on the floor and pretended to have finished drinking it.

Then, he staggered to his feet, staggered to Zhou Zhiman, threw himself into her arms and wailed, "Mom, please stay here tonight. How can you just eat and leave?"

"What are you doing???"

Zhou Zhiman was really caught off guard. She wanted to push Lin Senmu away, but Lin Senmu was like malt sugar, sticking to her tightly and she couldn't get rid of him.

“Oh my god!!”

Lin Senmu screamed, and then there was no response. He lay in Zhou Zhiman's arms and snored.

"Hey, hey, hey, can anyone come and help hold him up? He's very heavy."

Zhou Zhiman was at a loss as to what to do.

The four elderly people continued to look after their granddaughter and pretended not to hear.

Ye Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief and calmly picked up the food and ate.

Lin Feng grabbed Jiang Hanshan and said with a burp, "Come on, Old Jiang, let's get drunk tonight."

'You annoying bastard, you're not even drunk, you don't care what you think? '

Ji Yingge stood up helplessly with her hands on her waist and walked over to support Lin Senmu.

Lin Senmu clung to Zhou Zhiman tightly, saying that a single small one would be useless! ! !

'You annoying guy, are you getting drunk on purpose? Still relying on my mom! '

Jiang Yuan sighed slightly, stood up and walked over to support Lin Senmu.

Lin Senmu continued to pretend to be drunk. Ji Xiaozhi had put his left arm on his shoulder, and Jiang Xiaozhi had put his right arm on his shoulder.

They supported Lin Senmu and walked into the elevator car.