Chapter 41 What kind of unlucky words are these? (2)

Smiling, she said, "An An has gained weight again."

An An rubbed her little face against her mother's cool cheeks, tilted her head and asked, "Where's Dad?"

Mo Sui smiled and said, "Mom will pick you up first, and Dad will go home directly in a while."

An An tilted her head, raised the corners of her mouth, and showed her little teeth.

It turned out that Mom and Dad would really come to pick her up.

...

After eating dinner and a small cake, the little dumpling followed Mo Sui home, feeling very happy.

Without her mother urging her, she jogged to the room to get her pajamas, threw them over her shoulders, and went directly to the bathroom to take a shower.

After she became fragrant, she crawled into the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and waved her little hand: "Mommy, go to sleep."

Looking at the eager look of the child, Mo Sui couldn't stop laughing.

At this moment, the child lay obediently, showing her little head: "Mommy, hug me."

Mo Sui deliberately teased her: "Mommy won't hug me."

An An was disobedient, rubbing her little face against her mother's arms, and her little baby voice was sweet when she was acting coquettish: "Mommy, hug me."

Seeing her mother lying flat, she lay in her mother's arms, like a little bird that found its nest.

A small ball of milk, lying on the belly, not heavy at all, and warm.

Mo Sui reached out and hugged her, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head, remembering what Dr. Lin said to her during the last follow-up visit.

Dr. Lin said that adopting a child could indeed help her get over her past pain to a certain extent, but she must remember not to rely on such a method.

Because using this child as a substitute would only temporarily numb her pain nerves.

However, Mo Sui didn't think so.

If there were other children on the show at that time, would she be so kind to that child, or even willing to take that child home?

The answer must be no.

She knew better than anyone that An An was different from other children.

And they liked An An, not because they wanted to use her as a substitute.

An An is An An.

She is a well-behaved, sensible, kind, and lovable baby.

Mo Sui gently patted the little girl's back and said with a smile: "Our An An is lying in mom's arms, like a little frog."

An An felt very curious when she heard this.

After a while, she grabbed her mother's neck with her little hands, raised her little face, and said shyly.

"Quack."

...

Old Man Gu took out the chessboard, put it on the coffee table, and played chess with himself.

Not long after the child went back, the house was empty and seemed strangely deserted.

Cen Yanjun sighed: "It would be great if An An had always lived in our house."

"You said you were tired last night." The old man said.

"Isn't it tiring and happy?" She glanced at him, "You have never taken care of a child, so you don't understand how happy it is."

"Who said I haven't taken care of a child before!" Old Man Gu retorted.

He took the little girl to the park yesterday.

Cen Yanjun pouted: "I'm not wrong. You have taken care of Yicheng for a few days since he was a child. Are you familiar with him? It's because I am sandwiched between you. Otherwise, your son would not bother to pay attention to you."

Old Man Gu became more and more unconvinced. He put down the chess piece, straightened his back, and prepared to refute.

But before he could say anything, the phone rang.

Seeing Gu Yicheng's name on the caller ID, Old Man Gu was immediately proud: "My son ignored me, but he called me?"

Cen Yanjun was also a little surprised.

The son actually called the old man. Is the sun rising from the west?

"Hello." Grandpa Gu picked up the phone and pressed the speakerphone. He looked at his wife with a smug look on his face, "Yicheng, what's the matter?"

"Dad, are you familiar with funeral homes and crematoriums?"

Meeting his wife's teasing eyes, Grandpa Gu's face darkened.

What kind of unlucky words did his son say in the middle of the night?

...

On the other side, Gu Yicheng waited for a long time on the phone, only to hear his grandfather's angry breathing.

He didn't understand. He

just wanted his grandfather to ask someone to check the status of the cremation certificate from that year. Is it so difficult?