Chapter 807 Jiang Chen Raises the Baby Alone
After Ye Rou calmed her grandmother down, she thought of Jiang Chen who was taking care of the baby at home, and rushed back out of worry.
When I entered the door, I saw a car with an unfamiliar license plate parked at the door, so I asked Leng Po.
When I heard that someone was visiting my grandfather, I thought it was about his work, so I didn't ask any further questions and went straight to the inner courtyard.
Before she even entered the door, she heard Aotian howling at the top of his lungs, with faint "meows" in between. Even louder than the howling of the two animals was the crying of two children!
Ye Rou quickly pushed open the door and took in the situation inside the house.
Aotian ran around the house with his big tail hanging down.
Fugui sat steadily on Aotian's head. Aojiao raised his head, like a commander commanding an army, with a domineering look on his face.
Jiang Chen had two blue empathy patches on his forehead, and his overly long hair was tightly grasped by a child who was crying loudly with his head raised.
The other one lay in Jiang Chen's arms, cried twice, then bit Jiang Chen, cried again, and bit him again. Jiang Chen's chest was wet.
Seeing Ye Rou, Jiang Chen's handsome face showed a trace of grievance: "Wife."
Ye Rou quickly picked up Zhuzhu, who hadn't even grown any teeth yet and was chewing vigorously, and stuffed her into the stroller, then coaxed Zhenzhen in a gentle voice.
Zhenzhen tightly grasped Jiang Chen's hair with her little fists, her throat red from crying. When she saw Ye Rou, she stopped crying instantly, giggled, let go of Jiang Chen's hair, and reached out to Ye Rou for a hug.
Ye Rou's heart softened, and she quickly took the little meatball: "Baby Zhenzhen is the best."
She had a unique fragrance that animals and children liked. She rocked the stroller, and soon the two children who had been making a fuss for a long time closed their eyes and fell asleep.
Putting a bib under the baby carriage, Ye Rou tiptoed out of the stroller and went to comfort the father of the child who had suffered a great injustice.
Jiang Chen sat on the sofa, his hair was messy and his clothes were torn, looking like a poor villager who had been robbed by bandits.
It's just that this villager is tall and strong, with muscles showing through the torn edges of his clothes. He looks like he can kill a wolf with one punch, and it's actually a bit funny when he pretends to be pitifully bullied.
Ye Rou suppressed her smile, hugged the man from behind, kneaded the acupuncture points with her fingertips to soothe them, and said softly, "Husband, you've worked hard taking care of the children."
Jiang Chen was pleased and raised the corner of his mouth.
Ye Rou lowered her head and saw a pink crescent-shaped nail mark on Jiang Chen's strong chest. She couldn't hold back her laughter and burst out laughing.
The man froze, looking at the smiling woman in disbelief: "You also helped those two little bastards bully me."
Ye Rou tried to hold back her laughter, but couldn't control the corners of her mouth at all: "Why is she so pitiful? Her clothes are torn too."
Jiang Chen sneered and asked her, "Why do you say that?"
Ye Rou coughed softly, a trace of guilt flashing across her eyes.
This is indeed her fault. The two little babies inherited her great strength. Even though they are babies, their strength is extremely terrifying.
A few days ago, her grandfather teased the child by putting his favorite purple-hair brush into Zhenzhen's hand. His original intention was to let the child get some exposure to the fragrance of books.
There is no way. It’s because Ye Rou and Jiang Chen are not only not interested in calligraphy and painting, but also get a headache when they hear about them.
Zheng Zhiyuan taught them several times, so that the two little bastards would hide when they saw him.
He reflected deeply and felt that education should start from childhood, so he set his sights on Zhenzhen and Zhuzhu, intending to let them be influenced by him from a young age, hoping that they would grow up to be ladies from a scholarly family.
As a result, as soon as the pen was put into Zhenzhen's hand, it was broken with a very crisp sound of "snap".
It goes without saying how distressed Zheng Zhiyuan was, but the whole family knew about the strength of Zhenzhen and Zhuzhu, and took it as a warning.
The two little darlings are energetic and strong, and they are only well-behaved around Ye Rou, otherwise no one will listen to them. Liu Yutang took care of them for a long time and even ate two ginseng nourishing pills.
Even my biological father would still look down on me and make trouble for me.
Fortunately, the child’s biological father also hates these two little light bulbs.
Seeing that Ye Rou not only did not comfort him but also laughed along, Jiang Chen's eyes shot out a dangerous cold light.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Rou knew it was too late to hide, so she threw herself into the man's arms, whining and pretending to be in pain.
She didn't lie. She was indeed upset about her grandmother's situation, and the blood she spat on her back was proof of that.
Jiang Chen was successfully deceived. He held the little liar who was pretending to be upset in his arms, coaxing and kissing him.
Ye Rou nestled in the man's arms with peace of mind, her fingertips running along his hair, and she said with a smile, "Your hair has grown longer."
Jiang Chen buried his face in the soft crook of her shoulder, intoxicated by her unique fragrance. The headache caused by the quarrel between the two little bastards felt much better. Hearing Ye Rou's words, he responded muffledly.
"Can I cut your hair?"
Jiang Chen doesn't like others touching his head, except Ye Rou. It is Ye Rou who cuts his hair. It was only in the past two months that he was busy giving birth and taking care of the child that Ye Rou finally had time to cut his hair.
He changed out of his blood-stained clothes and cut Jiang Chen's hair in a professional manner.
The overly long hair was cut short, but it didn't look dull and had a lot of layers. The man's already handsome and sharp facial features were no longer blocked by the long hair, and his handsomeness reached a new level.
Ye Rou looked left and right, nodded with satisfaction, and said arrogantly: "Please call me the Caesar of the barber world."
Jiang Chen looked at her indulgently and was about to coax her a few times when the door was suddenly kicked open!
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