When they arrived at Jiang Jingcheng's house, Jiang Yanmin was there. Seeing Jiang Yancheng carrying such a small child, he was also quite surprised. "Whose child is this? To be able to be held by our Yancheng? He must have burned incense in his previous life."
"I!" Jiang Yancheng said.
"What a joke, I haven't heard of it." Jiang Yanmin said with a smile.
"What else? Whose child do you think I can hold?" Jiang Yancheng asked again.
"Don't joke."
"It's not open. Where's Dad? The baby is hungry again." He didn't make much milk powder just now, just to fill the baby's stomach.
"The child is hungry, and Daddy isn't a wet nurse. Speaking of which, where did you come from? Who's your father? You have so many women, but you never tell us, and we don't dare ask." Jiang Yancheng sat on the sofa over there, while Jiang Yanmin teased the child. "I can see, it's indeed your father, cut from the same mold as you."
"Really?" Jiang Yancheng asked Jiang Yanmin seriously.
"Yes, look at the dimple, but it's easier to see than on your cheeks. Your cheeks are not that noticeable." Jiang Yanmin took the child and looked at him seriously. He had single eyelids, just like Jiang Yancheng, but his eyes were very bright. He was clearly a little Jiang Yancheng.
"Maybe he inherited it from his mother." Jiang Yancheng said casually.
"His mother too? Who is his mother? Qingqing? Third brother said that you had an affair with Qingqing." Jiang Yanmin joked again.
Jiang Yancheng turned his head, too lazy to talk to his fourth brother, and looked out the window.
"It seems that now I am finally the fourth uncle." Jiang Yanmin said as he picked up the child.
All the children in the family call him Fourth Uncle, and no one calls him Fourth Uncle-father. He will talk to Peng Yi about this later, and she should be the Fourth Uncle-father.
Jiang Yanmin is much more skilled in holding a baby than Jiang Yancheng. After all, it is not his first time and he is an experienced hand.
Jiang Qiao, Jiang Xingzhi, and Zhou Zi who lived upstairs all came downstairs when they heard the noise downstairs.
The two children were curious and lay down beside Jiang Qingyun and asked, "Who is this? Is he our little brother?"
"Yes, they are your younger brother, Jiang Qingyun, nicknamed Alan." Jiang Yancheng said with one leg crossed over the other. Jiang Yancheng was inexplicably in a bad mood today. Even though he had a child, he was still in a bad mood.
"Alan, it seems to be a girl's name." Jiang Xingzhi said.
"No, it's the transliteration of Alain." Jiang Yancheng explained.
Jiang Qiao is now seven years old and also attends English training classes. She said, "Was my little brother born in France? Otherwise he wouldn't have a French name. Uncle Wu doesn't understand French, or is Aunt Si French?"
Jiang Yancheng didn't expect Jiang Qiao to grasp the key point so quickly. He just said, "Yes."
Zhou Zi stood there blankly, looking at the chubby child. "Yan-Yancheng, can you explain to me? Where is the child's mother? Who is the child's mother? Born in France? Who is it? Gao Ziyin?"
Among the women in France, there was only one who had an affair with Jiang Yancheng, Gao Ziyin. Zhou Zi knew about it, but she only had a vague idea. Jiang Yancheng never said anything. People outside said a lot of nonsense, but Jiang Yancheng didn't let them interfere.
"Yes." Jiang Yancheng replied.
Zhou Zi was too restless today. Jiang Yancheng's mistress suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and she was temporarily thrown into disarray.
She glanced at the child and said, "I'll call your dad."
When Zhou Zi called Jiang Jingcheng, she almost couldn't find her husband's name and was very flustered.
Jiang Jingcheng was playing mahjong. At the table, he seemed very graceful and played the mahjong with ease.
Zhou Zi said something happened and asked him to come back quickly.
"I'm in high spirits now. I'll earn back all the money I spent on this job by the time I go home in the evening. Just wait a moment," Jiang Jingcheng said.
"Jiang Jingcheng, get back here right now. Something big has happened at home, and there are new people." Zhou Zi was angry.
"What's the meaning?"
"Come back!" After saying that, Zhou Zi hung up the phone.
Jiang Jingcheng had to leave the mahjong table, and the other three said, "He's henpecked, really. He's just sitting there with his money."
"Our director really has the final say in the family. I'm just a handyman." Jiang Jingcheng stood up.
After Jiang Jingcheng arrived home, he heard the baby crying first. His initial reaction was the same as Zhou Zi's. He saw Jiang Yancheng sitting alone on the sofa, looking all alone, while others were here with their children crying.
Jiang Jingcheng already knew what was going on. Jiang Yancheng had played with so many dogs that he turned into a child.
No need to ask, there must be something different between this boy and this woman, which is why he wants her to be his.
The mother of the child didn't show up, what did that mean? It definitely wasn't a forced marriage. If it was, Yancheng wouldn't have let them make such a fuss. He would have solved it himself. Besides, if he had no feelings for this woman at all, he wouldn't have held the child, let alone brought him home.
Jiang Jingcheng sat on the single sofa facing Jiang Yancheng and said to Zhou Zi, "There's still some milk powder in the kitchen. Xingzhi should drink it now. Don't let the child go hungry for now. Tell me, Jiang Yancheng, what's the point of bringing the child here?"
"Dad, can you help me take care of this child from now on?" Jiang Yancheng came out of his previous trance.
Jiang Jingcheng just turned his head to glance at the little kid. He didn't need to ask, he knew Yancheng's father-in-law from his face. He was the one who brought up Yancheng, and he had a deep impression of him. Yancheng had dimples when he was a child and looked like this.
"Me?" Jiang Jingcheng slowly crossed his legs. "I'm older now and don't have the energy. I'll raise my own child myself."
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