Chapter 46 Chapter 46 [Use a big move at the beginning! ]...
In the past, when Ji Ning was at home, she rarely ran into Fu Mingya and Ji Guoting. In the three-story villa, had their own "territory". Fu Mingya stayed in the study most of the time, Ji Guoting fiddled with his fish tank, and Ji Ning closed her door. The family of three never disturbed each other.
She knew that not all families were like this, but at this moment, seeing that Jiang Cheng's parents were trying every means to create more opportunities to be with him, she couldn't help but stay.
"Grandma wants a blueberry candied haws too." Zhou Yanjun said with a smile, "I'll take it home and eat it later. It shouldn't get moldy."
Zhuzhu was busy making candied haws for her grandmother.
Ji Ning and Zhou Yanjun get along very well. Ji Ning is a reasonable person, unlike Jiang Songlin who sometimes takes advantage of his age. Zhou Yanjun is gentle and kind, which makes people easily let down their guard. At the same time, she has a sense of propriety and boundaries and will not take the opportunity to ask questions.
Jiang Cheng said that his mother had already guessed Zhuzhu's identity, but even so, she didn't ask any more questions and just did her best to love and take care of the child.
Before getting to know Jiang Cheng's parents, Ji Ning resisted instinctively, but now, her thoughts have changed.
It's a good thing that the baby gets more pampering and looks up at his grandma and acts coquettishly.
"I don't have one?" Jiang Songlin asked.
As soon as little Tuanzi delivered the blueberry candied haws to her grandmother, new business came.
"Don't join in the fun. Zhuzhu loves eating blueberries the most. I've strung them together to make candied haws for you. What will she eat?" Zhou Yanjun said.
Jiang Songlin was not happy.
Why is this child still biased?
Babies always feel bad for other people's loss.
Zhou Yanjun told her that she should keep her favorite blueberries for herself and not care too much about other people's feelings.
Zhou Yanjun didn't know much about parenting, but she knew that children were always taught to share because adults wanted them to be selfless. But considering the child's heartbreaking past, she felt that the child should be taught to think about himself at all times and put his own feelings first.
This educational philosophy coincides with the ideas of Ji Ning and Jiang Cheng.
"If he really wants to eat..." Zhou Yanjun whispered into Zhuzhu's ear.
Grandma gave the baby an idea.
Little Zhuzhu nodded happily, ran to the kitchen and got a pair of chopsticks.
When she ran back, Zhou Yanjun had already picked up a big apple for her.
The "tanghulu" that Jiang Songlin got was an apple.
"I hate eating apples the most." he muttered.
Before he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Zhou Yanjun's sidelong glance and changed his words reluctantly: "I'll give it a try."
Jiang Songlin took a bite of the apple.
Facing Zhuzhu's expectant gaze, he coughed lightly and said, "Not bad."
The little girl turned around, snuggled in her grandmother's arms, and smiled shyly.
For a moment, Ji Ning thought that if Jiang Songlin knew the truth, it would be great if the baby could get double the love.
She told Jiang Cheng this, but received a ruthless answer.
"He would say..."
"What?"
He was acting mysterious, so Ji Ning moved closer to him, as if to get some gossip.
The breath is warm in my ears.
The long eyelashes drooped, casting a faint shadow under the eyes.
"How could my little granddaughter, Jiang Songlin, be left wandering outside?" Jiang Cheng said in his father's tone.
Mr. Jiang is simply a genius at imitation.
These words even have careful attention to intonation. If it weren't for the difference in voice, it would sound like Jiang Songlin said it himself.
These words blocked Ji Ning's words.
She narrowed her eyes, tugged at his sleeve, and signaled him to shut up.
When Jiang Songlin heard the chirping of crickets in the corner and turned his head, she pretended nothing had happened and gave him a polite dry smile.
"Don't say that!" she whispered.
Jiang Cheng laughed: "I'll keep it a secret."
Jiang Songlin munched on an apple and looked at the two of them.
He had no idea what the two young people were talking about. Based on his experience, he couldn't hear anything even if he pricked up his ears.
"That's great." Zhou Yanjun said with a smile.
"Good what?"
"Douden is right."
Little Zhuzhu stuffed blueberries into his mouth one by one.
Four adults, divided into two groups, were whispering.
The baby was the only one left alone.
It's better to eat blueberries!
…
It was the night before departure, and grandma wanted to spend more time with little Zhuzhu.
When she opened the window, she heard other children laughing downstairs, so she suggested taking Zhuzhu's new tricycle downstairs to digest the food.
The baby has only been in the new home for a few days, but the house has almost become a small parking lot. Motorcycles, wooden horses, tricycles and tricycles are neatly lined up in the storage room.
The food was delivered just before dinner and was still warm.
At his grandmother's suggestion, Zhuzhu became a little driver again and went downstairs excitedly to get ready to take the tricycle driving license test.
For children, playing with toys does not require adults to teach them.
She stepped on the tricycle with her short legs and immediately got the hang of it. She used her two little hands to rotate the handles to control the direction, and her feet kicked the ground rapidly, making cheerful sounds.
Zhuzhu's surprised baby voice disappeared in a flash.
The ground was about to be sparked by the baby's slip, and the tricycle carried her forward like a little fish swimming.
Zhou Yanjun hurriedly caught up: "Slow down, don't bump into me."
Jiang Songlin paced behind them, his steps slow and impressive.
But before I knew it, I ran into the middle-aged or elderly neighbor who was talkative that day. I frowned and could only quicken my pace.
"It's you. Nice to see you again." The middle-aged and elderly neighbors were very enthusiastic.
It's better to play with children than listen to useless talk from your neighbors.
Jiang Songlin caught up with Zhuzhu and gave his wife some advice: "She's riding too fast. It's dangerous. You can find a rope, tie it to the front of the bike, and drag her along."
"You think our baby is a puppy!" Zhou Yanjun rolled her eyes again.
Little Zhuzhu opened the door to the new century again.
Where's the rope?
At Xiaotuanzi's strong request, Jiang Chengzhen found a rope for her.
It turns out that this was not just Jiang Songlin's sudden whim, other people in the community did the same thing when taking their children for a walk.
Little Zhuzhu's feet no longer sent sparks, and her grandparents took her for a walk.
The winter atmosphere always reminds people of the Chinese New Year.
Zhou Yanjun felt uneasy whenever she thought of her granddaughter's past experiences, especially when she talked about the Chinese New Year and listened to the child's naive memories, her expression became even more unhappy.
"We need to wear new clothes during the Chinese New Year. My brother's new clothes are so beautiful!"
"Children can play with firecrackers, throw them on the ground, cover their ears and hide far away."
It is necessary to wear new clothes during the Chinese New Year, but Zhuzhu didn't have those before. His younger brother's new clothes were very beautiful, and every time the adults changed their clothes for him, they had to coax and deceive him, and stuff a candy into his mouth before he would cooperate.
Zhuzhu had never played with the small firecrackers that would explode after being thrown to the ground. Every New Year, she would be very careful when walking in the village, because the firecrackers might explode under her feet with a "bang" sound, which was very scary.
Zhou Yanjun and Jiang Songlin both heard that it was the older kids in the village who were bullying others.
They bullied Zhuzhu because he had no one to rely on, and they maliciously admired the little kid's frightened look as he wanted to cry but didn't dare to...
Jiang Songlin was silent for a long time.
I can't imagine how much suffering this child would have to endure if he hadn't been found.
"Has Zhuzhu ever been injured by fireworks?"
"No!"
Zhuzhu always thinks of ways to protect herself when she is bullied.
During the first few days of the Chinese New Year, she was frightened by firecrackers at first, but later she stopped going out by and only followed her grandmother from a distance when she took her younger brother out.
My younger brother is the treasure of the Zhao family, and everyone in the village knows this.
Who dares to cause trouble and scare him?
Zhou Yanjun's nose began to feel sore.
She rubbed Zhuzhu's head and said, "How smart."
Not only his wife was sentimental, Jiang Songlin also felt heavy-hearted when he heard these words.
"Since we're talking about the Chinese New Year..." He stiffly changed the subject, "Would you like to hear a joke about New Year's goods?"
The baby nodded immediately.
"A long time ago, there lived a mother snail and her daughter. In July, the father snail and the mother snail took their daughter to buy New Year's goods."
Zhou Yanjun asked: "Chinese New Year is only in January and February, why are people buying New Year goods in July?"
"The snail daughter asked the same question," Jiang Songlin said. "The snail mother told it that by the time we crawl to the supermarket, it will be Chinese New Year."
Zhou Yanjun: …
How can you tell a joke without any expression on your face?
Little Zhuzhu enjoyed it very much and his eyes were curved into little crescents with joy.
"Later, they bought New Year's goods and crawled back," Jiang Songlin continued.
Zhuzhu replied: "When I get home, it will be July again!"
The child's smile is clear and beautiful.
Jiang Songlin was not amused by his own joke, but laughed out loud at this moment because of her childish reaction.
"The snail family has worked in vain." said Jiang Songlin.
"Who said that?" Zhou Yanjun said with a smile, "At least during this long journey, the baby snail has the company of his parents."
Zhuzhu: “Very happy!”
The two elderly people took their little friend Zhuzhu for a walk around the entire community.
Ji Ning and Jiang Cheng followed behind, and when they heard the laughter coming from the front from time to time, smiles also appeared in their eyes.
"Have you decided on the time to go back?" Ji Ning asked.
Unlike her vigilance when she first learned the truth, Ji Ning slowly let down her guard.
They adapted to each other's identities without calculation or fighting for anything.
Ji Ning and Jiang Cheng had never discussed anything with each other, but surprisingly, they had the same goal.
The baby's situation is special, and as her parents, they only hope to make up for her lack of sense of security with care and companionship.
They use their joint strength to make the baby feel loved.
The time was short, but the rewards were great. Zhuzhu, who grew up in love, became more optimistic and confident. Just like now, she was pedaling her tricycle forward. She didn't need to look back to be sure that her parents were always behind her.
"Tomorrow night." Jiang Cheng said.
The program will start recording early the day after tomorrow.
And tomorrow night, he will return to his own life.
From childhood to adulthood, Ji Ning was not raised by Fu Mingya as an heir. The only time she was reminded not to be willful was when she was asked by Fu Mingya to arrange a marriage.
But thinking back, when she was very young, Ji Ning had seen Bai Hui's sister's daily schedule. The little girl, who was only a little over ten years old, was as busy as a little president. The adults in the Bai family said that there was no way, because the child would have to bear great responsibilities in the future.
Until now, when it fell on Jiang Cheng, Ji Ning finally felt the reality of the responsibility they talked about.
Even though he knew Zhuzhu was reluctant to leave and he was equally unwilling to face separation, he had no choice but to leave.
The new plan has taken shape.
He said that he would arrange his time and try to go to North City on weekends to accompany Zhuzhu.
Of course, that was after the show was over.
"Have you packed your luggage?" Ji Ning asked.
"No luggage." Jiang Cheng said.
He didn't need to pack any luggage. All he had to take with him was a computer and the work documents piled on his desk.
But more importantly, it fell in the North City.
…
There are less than 24 hours left until the show starts.
Netizens are already looking forward to it and have prepared melon seeds, soda and snacks in advance. After all, the show will start tomorrow morning and the electronic pickled mustard tuber will finally be back. If you want to eat something to go with the electronic pickled mustard tuber, you can only order steamed dumplings or noodle soup dumplings in the morning...
The program team only sent the notification just before the program was about to start.
First, the flight information. The flight is at six o'clock tomorrow morning, which means I have to get up at four o'clock.
The second thing is the travel destination. They will spend seven days in the Snow Ridge Resort. Just by looking at the name of this resort, you can guess how cold it is...
So as soon as she received the notice, Ji Ning started a new busy schedule. She had to prepare equipment for little Zhuzhu.
Zhou Yanjun was also anxious.
"Why are we in such a hurry? This production team is so unreliable."
Ji Ning said: "The staff is used to negotiating with the team and contacting directly via email. When I signed the contract, I also left my email address, but I don't use it often and have never opened it to confirm."
"It was because the show crew saw that I hadn't replied that they sent me another message to remind me again."
Children's resistance is not as strong as adults'. If they suddenly go to such a cold place, they are afraid of getting a headache and fever from being frozen. The more Zhou Yanjun looked at her little granddaughter, the more she felt that this situation must not be allowed to happen to her baby. She joined the army to prepare equipment, found a piece of white paper, and started to make a list.
Down jacket, cotton pants, warm earmuffs, woolen hat...
And some medicine just in case.
"Children should not take random medicines." Zhou Yanjun said to Jiang Songlin, "Call Dean Qin and see if you can prepare some Chinese patent medicines. Remember, this is a three-and-a-half-year-old child."
Jiang Songlin looked up.
Zhou Yanjun got angry when she saw him procrastinating.
She guessed that her husband would not do as she was told, but unexpectedly, she heard him ask one more question.
"How much does the child weigh?"
"What?"
When doctors give children medicine, the key to the dosage is the child's weight.
Jiang Songlin asked about the baby's weight before calling his old friend.
The kindergarten interview time is scheduled for the afternoon.
Before that, Jiang Cheng and Ji Ning handed Zhu Zhu to the two old men and went out together.
Shopping for your baby is like playing dress-up doll games when you were a kid.
Ji Ning enjoyed it very much and picked out two woolen hats, one on the left and one on the right for Jiang to choose.
"Which one is better, the left one or the right one?"
"Aren't they the same?"
"The one on the left has two little ears!"
"What about the little gloves? Which are the yellow ones, or the blue ones?"
“The only difference is the color?”
"Yellow ones have exposed fingers, blue ones have covered fingers!"
The choice of down jackets also requires attention.
Ji Ning didn't know the professional term for "full of velvet" and had only two requirements: to be warm and to look good.
The salesgirl did her best in her introduction, and Ji Ning did not disappoint her.
Seeing that this month's performance will be completed at the beginning of the month, her mouth is almost smiling to her ears.
Then, the most joyful moment came when the bill was paid.
The children's down jackets they selected all have adult sizes. Jiang Cheng asked the salesgirl to choose the appropriate size according to Ji Ning's body shape.
The snowy ridge was so cold that she was so busy preparing equipment for Zhuzhu that she forgot about herself.
The eldest daughter is difficult to deal with. She may not like what he chooses. It is better for her to choose the mother-daughter outfits according to her own choice.
In this way, even the performance targets for next month are completed.
The saleslady asked them to leave their address and someone would deliver the goods directly to their door.
Just now, Ji Ning was choosing furry socks. When she turned around and took the delivery note with the address confirmed, her expression paused.
After leaving the counter, Ji Ning said earnestly, "Boss Jiang, wearing mother-daughter outfits every day is really tacky."
President Jiang was puzzled.
Is that so?
Jining shopping focuses on speed and accuracy.
Jiang Cheng stayed by his side, and followed him obediently.
In just two hours, all the equipment for Ji Ning and her baby was purchased.
It was only after he walked out of the mall that Jiang Cheng received a call from Zhou Yanjun.
"I suddenly thought of something. Have you bought autumn clothes?"
Jiang Songlin also shouted on the other end of the phone: "There are still autumn pants!"
Zhou Yanjun reminded earnestly: "Remember to buy a few more sets of autumn clothes and pants, and change them when you go to the snowy ridges. Young people should not care about style but not temperature. If you freeze, your body will take the blame when you are older!"
This was the first time Zhou Yanjun acted like an elder and nagged like normal people.
Jiang Cheng hung up the phone and turned the steering wheel again.
"What?"
Jiang Cheng: "Buy... autumn clothes and autumn pants?"
"I don't wear that stuff." Ji Ning paused and said coldly, "It's not cool at all."
"Zhuzhu needs to wear it." He said, "I'll go buy it, you wait in the car."
"Buy autumn pants with tapered calves so that the wind won't get in," Ji Ning reminded.
After he withdrew his meaningful gaze and got out of the car, she grabbed the window frame and stuck her head out of the window.
"Hey, I wore that when I was a kid, so I have some experience with it..."
Jiang Cheng suppressed his smile, turned around and glanced at her.
The young lady was still searching for experience in her mind.
"and--"
"The neckline of the autumn shirt should be lower, otherwise the edge will show!"
…
The kindergarten interview in the afternoon went smoothly.
Zhuzhu had rehearsed many times, and even in an unfamiliar environment, facing an unfamiliar kindergarten principal, she was not shy and answered every question seriously.
The kindergarten is very satisfied with little Zhuzhu.
But Ji Ning hasn't made up her mind yet. It's the baby's first time going to school, so she still has to choose carefully.
Ji Ning and Zhu Zhu's luggage has grown from one suitcase and an ugly schoolbag to four suitcases now.
Winter clothes are thicker. No matter whether your baby is afraid of the cold or not, when going to such a snowy place, he must be wrapped up like a little dumpling with three layers of clothes inside and three layers outside.
It was also on this night that Zhuzhu said goodbye to his father, grandmother and grandfather.
The warm and lively house opposite was suddenly deserted and became deserted. Even Ji Ning found it difficult to adapt, let alone little Zhuzhu.
Assistant Wen was waiting downstairs to take them to the airport.
Zhou Yanjun looked back a few more times, feeling a little reluctant.
"The little girl didn't come down to see us off..."
Jiang Songlin said, "Didn't you forbid me to send the child off? You also said you were not used to this kind of separation, and that you should come quietly and leave quietly. Now that the child hasn't come down, you are disappointed again."
"What do you know!" Zhou Yanjun said unhappily.
Sometimes, Zhou Yanjun really envied her husband for being so stupid and still being confused.
Unlike her, she missed her granddaughter right after saying goodbye to her.
Fortunately, the show will start early tomorrow morning.
At that time, she will have to sit in front of the TV and watch her granddaughter's performance the whole time.
Zhou Yanjun patted Wen, the special assistant in the driver's seat, and said, "I remember you said last time, is there a 'only look at Zhuzhu' function?"
"No, that's another app. You may have misunderstood it." Assistant Wen said, "Our show doesn't have this function yet, and it's live, so we can't speed it up."
"No function, no function..." Jiang Songlin replied unhappily, "Don't you know how to develop it proactively?"
Wen Tezhu was startled.
Is this just a casual complaint or a work arrangement?
The thoughts of old President Jiang are harder to guess than those of young President Jiang.
Fortunately, President Jiang has retired, otherwise his life would have been even more difficult following such a leader.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the time and said, "Let's drive."
"Wait a minute!" Zhou Yanjun glanced out the window and immediately opened the door and got out of the car, "It's Zhuzhu who's here to pick us up!"
The little dumpling came running.
Because mom said that if she really wanted to send dad, grandma and grandpa off, she had to speed up.
The baby was running out of breath, and before she could even stand still, her grandmother had already patted her back lovingly to help her calm down.
Jiang Songlin got out of the car and stood there looking.
Zhuzhu doesn't want them to leave.
But the person she misses most is her father.
When thrown into the familiar arms, Zhuzhu felt so ugly, with her little face squeezed into a ball on her father's shoulders.
Under the night sky, the bright moonlight shines on the baby's round little face.
She doesn't shed tears. If she cries, her father will be sad too.
Ji Ning stood aside and did not disturb them.
She seemed to have once again underestimated Jiang Cheng's importance in little Zhu Zhu's heart.
Time passes by every second.
Jiang Songlin took a step forward but was interrupted by his lover.
"Don't rush them." Zhou Yanjun said, "Let them stay a little longer."
Jiang Songlin's helpless gaze swept over Zhu Zhu, Jiang Cheng and Ji Ning.
The old man's bad temper, which he has developed over decades, is difficult to change.
He is not open-minded, but stubborn and authoritarian, and his words are final both at home and abroad.
But the problem is, no one listens to him at home...
I'm afraid he still won't be able to defeat them this time.
"Is it time?" the baby murmured.
No matter how sad it is, Zhuzhu still has to say goodbye to his father.
A sensible baby can understand.
Because when he was in Yongrui Village, my brother's father also went to the city to work in this way!
Only when their car gradually went away did little Zhuzhu lower his head and follow his mother back home.
…
Ji Ning set the alarm for four in the morning.
She thought she couldn't fall asleep at all, but she didn't expect that her round head was about to become flat due to her sleeping. When she heard the cheerful alarm bell, she reached out to touch her mobile phone with her "last breath".
But she knew herself too well, and the night before, she didn't even put her cell phone on the bed or the bedside table.
Now, I have to struggle to get up.
The baby's short legs are on my back.
Little Zhuzhu's sleeping posture is getting more and more dishonest!
"Baby, take your legs away..."
"Take your feet away too!"
The luggage had been packed last night and the special car to the airport had been arranged, but even so, when Ji Ning and little Zhu Zhu got up early in the morning, they were still like they were at war.
The chauffeur was very responsible and went upstairs several times to help with the luggage.
When they arrived at the airport, Ji Ning took the luggage cart and lifted the suitcases one by one.
Zhuzhu helps. He is a small person with no strength at all. He just acts as an atmosphere group.
She held the corner of the suitcase with her hands, her face almost flushed, but the suitcase did not move at all.
Ji Ning finally pushed her suitcase through the check-in procedures and took her baby through security before she finally had time to rest.
They got up early and had no time to eat breakfast. Zhuzhu rarely ordered two full glasses of milk.
She held a cup in her left hand and a cup in her right hand, and drank them "gulp gulp" with great enthusiasm.
You need to drink a lot of milk to have strength.
"What do you need so much strength for?" Ji Ning hooked the tip of her nose.
"Help Mom carry the suitcase!"
Ji Ning attacked Zhu Zhu's nose again.
You can't always hook it down, you have to pull it back, otherwise the baby's beautiful little nose will not be high.
This was the first time, strictly speaking, that Ji Ning took her baby on a long trip.
In addition to a lot of trivial matters to consider, she also had to take into account Zhuzhu's emotions. The last time the child took a plane, she was with her grandparents. The unfamiliar environment and uncomfortable air pressure made the baby's first experience of flying a plane very bad.
"There are snacks on the plane. Do you want to try some?"
"Zhuzhu can ask the flight attendant for orange juice, but you have to say thank you."
"We can open the sunshade and look at the white clouds outside the window. Then we can count how many white clouds we see, okay?"
It turns out that flying with mom is different from flying with grandma and grandpa.
Zhuzhu tilted his head and started making preparations before boarding the plane.
Remember how many white clouds you counted.
Mom said they could compete.
More white clouds than anyone else!
Ji Ning also told Zhu Zhu that the show would officially begin once they arrived at the destination.
Staff will come to pick up the baby at the airport, and when the live broadcast camera is turned to the baby's face, the baby can greet the audience.
Catching a plane was very tiring, and the cloud counting competition only lasted for more than ten minutes before Zhuzhu fell asleep while counting.
When she woke up, it was her mother patting her little arm.
Zhuzhu got off the plane yawning.
Mom said that this was an airport in another city, but to little Tuanzi, they all looked the same.
It took quite a while to wait for the luggage to be checked in.
The turntable pushed the suitcase out. Zhuzhu was his mother's little helper and recognized his own suitcase at a glance.
Next, there was another big project of moving and lifting.
In previous journeys, Ji Ning never felt how hard it was, but this time, she felt tired just as the journey began.
Little Tuanzi knew that his mother was very tired, so he grabbed the corner of her clothes with one hand and followed her closely.
Once you exit the arrival hall, there will be staff from the program team waiting to pick you up.
Ji Ning glanced at the time, it was five minutes to nine.
The second episode will officially start at nine in the morning.
She smoothed Zhuzhu's hair.
Little Tuanzi also helped, touching his mother's face with his little hands with love.
"Let's go!" said Ji Ning.
They walked out.
From a distance, Ji Ning had already seen the banner held up by the intern PD and another staff member——
Welcome back the amateur guests of "Change Life 2"!
As the program promotes, this is an emotional recovery program, and it used the name of the first season to gain popularity.
But Director Tao was definitely stubborn and refused to admit it, and his explanation was very polite.
The guests repaired their emotions during the journey, changed their lives, and even changed their way of living.
Two members of the amateur group have returned.
Another one, I think we should be having a meeting in the conference room now...
"Here, here!" The trainee PD waved vigorously, "We are here!"
Ning adjusted the state.
Just as I was pushing the suitcase forward, a passerby suddenly rushed over from behind.
The passerby was strong and tall. He saw his girlfriend coming to pick him up from a distance and ran over.
He ran quickly and bumped into the luggage cart that Ji Ning was pushing.
With several "bangs", the suitcase fell directly to the ground.
Ji Ning quickly pulled Zhuzhu away, and fortunately the box did not hit the baby's little feet.
It was exactly nine o'clock in the morning and the live broadcast started on time.
Ji Ning and Zhu Zhu had not yet left the arrival hall, and the program staff were not allowed to enter, so the photographer took pictures from a distance.
Those who come and go are all travelers.
Ji Ning and Zhu Zhu were still seen at first sight.
【Ahhhhhhhhh! It's finally started! 】
[I thought it would start at 8:30, just like before, so I set the alarm clock in advance. It was a waste of time.]
【Good morning, Xiaozhubao! 】
【Seeing us full before work, my heart softens. 】
The passerby turned around and gestured: "Excuse me."
The box fell to the ground, but at least nothing more dramatic happened.
The buckle was intact and the contents of the box were not scattered on the ground.
"mother..."
"It's okay, just move it!"
Ji Ning patted Zhuzhu's little shoulder and asked her to stand a little further away.
At this moment, her shoulder was also tapped.
The little girl raised her head, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
…
Early in the morning, Assistant Wen stood in the office of the president of Hecheng Group.
He looked at Jiang Songlin with a sense of despair.
"Have you started?" Jiang Songlin asked.
Assistant Wen quickly said, "The meeting will start at 9:30."
Three hours ago, in the early stages of preparation for the meeting, General Manager Xiao and General Manager Lao conducted a simple handover.
Jiang Songlin's tone was stiff at the time. He said that he was only willing to take over the group's affairs for one month at most.
By then, Jiang Cheng must return to his job no matter what.
"Who asked you this?" Jiang Songlin was a little impatient.
"Ah?" Assistant Wen broke out in a cold sweat.
Zhou Yanjun made some tea, walked over, and said with a smile, "He asked if the live broadcast had started."
Assistant Wen took a deep breath.
Without caring whether Mr. Jiang could see clearly, he quickly opened the live broadcast room of the program on his mobile phone and handed it to him.
Jiang Songlin took the tea, his mind reminiscing about what his lover had said to him before boarding the plane last night.
"When children encounter difficulties, they always solve them by themselves."
"He never considered the feasibility of asking us for help. Do you think it's because our son is so independent or because we are such a failure?"
"I think home is not a place for reasoning, let alone a school."
Jiang Songlin didn't say anything when he heard her say that.
It was not until a few hours ago that he finally relented and told his son to go wherever he wanted.
Who would have thought that after retiring for several years, he would come back to manage the group for his son.
I have to go back to the nine-to-five life again, which is not fun.
Looking back, it was obvious that my lover was playing a psychological game with me at that time.
Even if he didn't say it, Zhou Yanjun would speak up, and then she would be the one in charge.
Now, Zhou Yanjun is sitting with her legs crossed, watching the show leisurely.
Jiang Songlin felt like he was tricked.
Even more unhappy.
"The show just started," said Assistant Wen. "The data was so good, the live studio was full of viewers, and there were so many bullet screens that my phone was stuck."
"It's an old phone, and the memory is insufficient." He mounted the phone, "It's working now."
Jiang Songlin and Zhou Yanjun looked at the screen together.
"Daddy!" Zhuzhu said in a baby voice, "Daddy is back!"
The camera falls on Jiang Cheng.
Also captured in the photo was Ji Ning's silly face.
"I'm back." He took the suitcase from her with a smile.
【？ 】
【？ ？ ？】
【Does dad mean literally? 】
【Ahhhhhhhhhh, you use a big move on me right at the start! 】
A series of question marks popped up in the bullet screen area of the live broadcast room.
Assistant Wen's phone froze again, and the screen froze on the frame where the baby was calling "Daddy".
He tapped his phone and turned to look at Mr. Jiang awkwardly.
"Right away...right away."
President Jiang remained motionless, staring at the screen in disbelief.
He seemed to be stuck too.
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