The next day.
The Gu family's old house was bustling with activity early in the morning.
"Is this breakfast Chinese or Western style?"
Hearing Sister Liao's questioning voice, Meimei was also caught in a dilemma, and finally slapped her forehead:
"Why don't you just ask that little guy?"
"Alright!" Sister Liao naturally had no objections and agreed.
Meimei went upstairs as soon as she finished speaking. Actually, there were quite a few empty rooms in the old house. A children's room had been specially prepared for the little guy, but he had never slept in it. He always insisted on sleeping in his dad's room.
Isn't it said that fathers and sons don't get along?
Why is it that even after going back to the old house, he still wants to sleep in his father's old room?
Meimei walked to the door and gently knocked, but the little one inside was fast asleep and didn't react at all.
Knock knock... The knocking sound rang out again.
The little figure on the bed stirred, but its eyes remained closed. It simply pulled the blanket over its head and continued sleeping.
Meimei knocked on the door for a while but received no response, so she had no choice but to open the door and come in herself.
Looking at the tiny bundle huddled under the covers on the large bed not far away, Meimei's lips twitched uncontrollably.
This... is still because our genes are just too powerful!
I have a particularly strong memory of this. When my son was little, he slept like this every day, and he wouldn't listen to anything I said!
Surprisingly, even this grandson is the same.
Meimei sighed for a moment, then sat on the edge of the bed and gently pulled the blanket over the little boy's head:
"Xiao Shiyun~"
No response.
"Shi Yun~"
Still no movement.
There was no other way but to reach out and pinch the tip of the little man's nose.
After waiting for a few seconds, the little guy, who had been sleeping like a piglet, finally woke up slowly:
"Second Madam?" she asked, sounding quite suspicious.
cough.
Meimei coughed:
"It's me, Xiao Yun. Don't sleep yet. Tell Second Grandma what you want to eat this morning."
When it comes to food, the little one, who was almost asleep, finally opened his eyes again:
"Anything is fine."
"That won't do. Should we choose Western or Chinese food first?"
"Well, then let's have Chinese food, fried dough sticks. The rest is up to Second Grandma." The little guy really loves fried dough sticks!
As they were talking, the little figure fell asleep again in the next moment.
Meimei originally wanted to ask the child what they wanted to drink, such as soy milk, milk, or juice, but then she decided against it and just prepared a few different things so the child could choose what they liked.
After tucking the blanket around the baby, Meimei quietly slipped out.
......
kitchen.
"The little guy wants to eat fried dough sticks, so let's make Chinese food today."
"Okay, I'll knead the dough right away."
Aunt Liao has been making fried dough sticks for decades.
Not long after, the old man got up first, dressed smartly, with a dozen or twenty gleaming medals hanging on his chest.
"Dad, are you going out today?"
It's so strong; it's not like this at home.
The old man nodded:
"Yes, Elder Xi notified us early this morning that we needed to discuss some matters."
It must be something that happened in H province.
The old man's face was very serious. It was rare to see him show such an expression, which showed how important the matter was!
Who in this circle truly doesn't know about this incident?
They obtained all the necessary information through their own channels.
During this period, the entire capital city has been unusually calm, without a single ripple... This is highly abnormal.
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