Shen Zhihuan burst out laughing.

The original owner was really famous for his sickly body.

The young woman was startled.

I don’t understand what Shen Zhihuan is laughing at.

"I am the little girl from the Shen family nicknamed the sickly girl." Shen Zhihuan said with a smile.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the young woman's face.

Gossip...

Gossip is brought to the real owner.

How could this not be embarrassing?

"I...see...you...are fine now." The young woman dug her toes into the ground in embarrassment.

Shen Zhihuan pursed her lips and smiled.

Perhaps because she has been sick for two lifetimes, she has been able to accept her identity as a sickly person.

"I'm so sorry..." The young woman blushed unconsciously.

"It's okay. I was in poor health when I was a child, but I've gotten much better in the past two years." Shen Zhihuan said with a smile.

"Mom..." Perhaps because he saw that Shen Zhihuan had not returned yet, the little guy turned his head and looked over here.

"Hey!" Shen Zhihuan responded softly, exchanged a few words with the young woman, and returned to his seat.

The little guy immediately crawled into Shen Zhihuan's arms.

Regardless of whether there was anyone around, he just groaned and pulled at Shen Zhihuan's clothes.

"Pa!" Su Ziyu's big palm slapped over directly.

The sound is not loud.

Su Ziyu was obviously holding back.

I don’t know if he was scared or felt wronged, but the little guy cried out “wow”.

"Su Qichen, have I ever told you that you can't tear your mother's clothes outside?" Su Ziyu said with a fierce look on his face.

It would be fine if it was a child, but now he is almost ten months old.

You really think he is a three-month-old baby!

After being beaten and scolded, the little guy hugged Shen Zhihuan's neck and cried even more sadly.

"Zi Yu, he's still young and you can teach him slowly. Why do you hit him?" Zhang Fengxia refused at first.

"Yes! Ziyu, his baby is only nine months old, what does he know?" Su Zijun also looked disapproving.

When Pingping was more than nine months old, he was like a bored insect, doing nothing but eating and sleeping.

Guaiguai can not only talk, but also run around. He is much better than Pingping.

"Mom, brother, I told him about this two days ago..." Su Ziyu said helplessly.

When I was young, my hands were not coordinated enough and I couldn’t pull them apart, so I just let it go.

As the little rabbit grows older, its claws become more and more flexible.

If he had not been on guard just now, the young wife's clothes might have been lifted up by him.

"How old is Guaiguai? What does he know? For primary school students to learn to read, the teacher has to teach them several times. Who can remember if you tell them once?" Zhang Fengxia frowned and retorted.

"If you don't teach him a lesson, he'll never remember it." Su Ziyu snorted coldly.

When the little guy heard this, he cried even louder.

Shen Zhihuan carried the little guy to the corner of the carriage. While the little guy was crying with his eyes closed, Shen Zhihuan took out a hot towel and quickly cleaned the little guy's "granary".

Seeing the delicious food in front of him, the little guy immediately fell silent.

Just grab it in your mouth without thinking twice.

Then he started to eat voraciously.

Only after the two "granaries" were almost completely moved did the little guy relax with satisfaction.

Su Ziyu used the warm water in the thermos to wring out a small towel and wiped the little guy's face.

After everything is cleaned up, we will settle the accounts later.

"Su Qichen, do you know where you went wrong?"

After eating and drinking, the little guy's little grievances disappeared.

Upon hearing this, he immediately nodded obediently.

Su Ziyu lifted the person into his arms.

Looking down at the well-behaved little guy in his arms, Su Ziyu softened his tone.

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have pulled my mother's clothes outside." The little guy twisted his little fingers.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The little guy shook his head.

"What if we continue to talk?" Su Ziyu asked again.

"Thug!" The little guy frowned and spoke in a milky voice.

"You said this yourself, so don't cry when the time comes." Su Ziyu snorted.

The little guy pouted and kept silent.

Zhang Fengxia felt distressed when she saw the aggrieved little look.

"Zi Yu, did you call Chun Gen before you went out?" Zhang Fengxia tried to divert his attention, worried that Su Zi Yu would continue to teach his grandson a lesson.

Su Ziyu is such a smart person, how could he not see his mother's intention?

Besides...

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Everything that needs to be said has been said.

He just went along with it.

"I called Liu Da when I went out, and he will send a car to pick us up when the time comes."

This time when I go back, I probably won’t be able to leave for three or two days.

His eyes fell on his father who was looking worried, and Su Ziyu sighed slightly.

No matter how many conflicts the two brothers had in the past, his father would still get anxious and angry if something really happened to his second uncle.

This is probably what people mean when they say broken bones are still connected by tendons!

Because it was an express train, the train arrived at Chuancheng Station on time.

Liu Da and his companions were waiting outside the station early.

Seeing the Su family, several people came forward with a smile to help carry the luggage.

After greeting each other, Liu Da approached the little guy in Su Ziyu's arms.

"Baby, do you remember me?" For fear of scaring the little guy, Liu Da softened his voice.

"Uncle Liu!" The little guy grinned and smiled sweetly at Uncle Liu.

"Su Ziyu, your son can speak now?" Liu's eyes widened in shock.

When he went to Beijing on business more than three months ago, the little guy could only babble.

How long has it been...

wrong!

Isn't Su Ziyu's son a genius...

Liu Da calculated carefully.

There are still a few days left until ten months.

"Is it strange that children can speak?" Su Ziyu rolled his eyes at him.

"My goodness, isn't it just nine months old?" Liu Da looked as if he had seen a ghost .

"My brother could speak when he was more than seven months old." Su Qiping raised his chin slightly, with a look of pride on his face.

Liu Da’s eyes widened even further.

At seven months old, he could speak...

Which literary star has descended to earth? !

"Stop daydreaming and hurry up." Su Ziyu urged impatiently.

The young wife had been on the bus for a whole day and hadn’t even had time to catch her breath. Then she took another day and night on the train…

"Okay, okay, okay!" Knowing that Su Ziyu was concerned about his young wife, Liu Da hurried around to the driver's seat.

Thinking that he had returned in a hurry and had not brought anything with him, Su Ziyu asked Liu Da to stop at the entrance of the department store.

Took Liu Da, Su Zijun and Su Lili out of the car to buy things.

When they came out again, the three siblings and Liu Da's hands were full of things.

Food, drink, and daily necessities...

There is also the osmanthus cake that the little one specifically requested.

As soon as the osmanthus cake was in hand, the little guy struggled to get out of Zhang Fengxia's arms, and made a fuss to go to another car.

Zhang Fengxia thought the little guy missed his grandfather, so she got out of the car holding him. But as soon as she got there, the little guy fed the osmanthus cake in his hand to Su Changjiang's mouth.

"Grandpa, don't be sad! When you grow up and make money, I will buy you lots of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."

Su Changjiang, who had been trying hard to control his emotions, suddenly broke down.

The man, half of his body buried in the soil, couldn't control his tears for the first time.