The little guy doesn’t recognize people and smiles no matter who holds him.

Chatting with others in a babbling voice.

The chatty appearance of the little one melted the hearts of everyone in the Su family.

Especially when they met little Qiping, the two little guys, one big and one small, kept making noises, making the Su family laugh so hard that they couldn't stop.

In the past, when Su Changjiang got home from get off work, he would either tidy up the flowers and plants in the yard or go to the living room to watch TV and drink tea.

But ever since Shen Zhihuan finished her confinement and returned to school, her temperature has risen. Su Changjiang stops watching TV, drinking tea, or tending to flowers and plants. He just hugs his darling grandson and loves him endlessly when he gets home.

He was afraid that if the old men came back, he would not be able to hug his beloved grandchildren.

It's no wonder that Su Changjiang is in such a hurry. Mr. Zhao and Mr. Shen, both scholars, are reasonable and know that there is a first come first served principle. But Mr. Chu is unreasonable. As soon as he gets home, he will rush to grab the little guy no matter who has him.

“Be good, come here and smile for grandpa.” After successfully grabbing the little guy, Grandpa Chu carried the child back to Courtyard No. 3 where he and Grandpa Shen lived.

Mr. Shen and Mr. Zhao followed closely behind.

Although the courtyards are connected, the Su family generally would not go to the courtyards of Grandpa Shen and Grandpa Chu unless there was nothing wrong.

Zhang Fengxia glanced at Su Changjiang, who wilted in an instant, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Dad, how about we rebuild the wall?" Su Lili smiled and approached Su Changjiang.

This made Su Changjiang roll his eyes at her.

If the wall is built, there is still a door, right?! You can't build the door as well, right?! Shen Zhihuan, who was writing manuscripts in the study, didn't care about the ownership of the little guy at all. She just wanted to write more manuscripts while the man was away, so that when the man came back, she could spend more time with him.

Only when he heard the little guy humming did Shen Zhihuan put down his pen.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

"Huanbao..." The knock on the door was accompanied by the voice of Mr. Zhao.

"Hey! Here I come!" Shen Zhihuan gathered the manuscripts on the desk, got up and opened the door.

The little guy was originally humming softly, but the moment he saw Shen Zhihuan, he curled his lips and started howling.

That aggrieved little look was so pitiful.

If he hadn't seen the little guy grinning at him just a moment ago, Mr. Zhao would have thought that the little guy was being abused.

As soon as the little guy was in Shen Zhihuan's arms, his howling turned into humming.

This smooth switching back and forth...

It really opened Mr. Zhao's eyes.

He always felt that changing one's attitude faster than turning the pages of a book was an exaggeration.

Now look...

Not only is it not exaggerated at all, it is even somewhat conservative.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Shen Zhihuan lowered his head and teased the little guy in his arms.

She was responded by the little guy's slightly urgent humming.

Shen Zhihuan put the little guy on the bed, wrung out a hot towel to wipe him, and then held him back in his arms.

Perhaps he was already used to the routine of eating, the little fellow placed on the bed just hummed softly and did not open his mouth to howl.

But when it returned to Shen Zhihuan's arms again, the little guy opened his mouth and looked like a baby bird waiting to be fed by its mother.

As soon as the "granary" was put into its mouth, the little guy calmed down immediately.

Shen Zhihuan lowered her eyes and looked at the little one in her arms, who was as delicate and tender as a jade porcelain doll. Her eyes were like a sea of ​​stars, filled with a mother's deep love and endless warmth for her child.

She gently held the little guy's hand. It was soft, tender and delicate. Shen Zhihuan was reluctant to let go.

The little guy has a strange temper. Even if he is very hungry, you feed him with a bottle, his little mouth will still be tightly closed, as if he would rather die than surrender.

If he used a spoon, he could still manage to take a few sips.

In order not to let her beloved grandson suffer, when the time came, Zhang Fengxia stuffed the ironed towel into the thermos, wrapped the little guy in a small blanket, and sent him directly to Peking University.

When Nun Miejue, who was standing at the podium teaching a class, saw this, she immediately gave the key to her office to Shen Zhihuan.

Within a few days, everyone in Peking University knew that Shen Zhihuan from the Foreign Languages ​​Department was attending classes while breastfeeding her child, and she had to go to school and take care of the child at the same time.

The little guy's innocent and cute smile captured the hearts of many girls.

Even Master Miejue, who was known for her strictness, couldn't help but put down her teaching plan and hug the little guy to play with him when she saw him.

"It's true that the father and mother are handsome, and the children they gave birth to are prettier than the children of ordinary people."

"And his skin is so tender! I don't even dare to touch it, for fear of scratching it."

"I'm so greedy that I want to get married and have kids!"

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A group of young girls couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhihuan, what did your baby eat when you were pregnant? The little guy's eyes are so bright, brighter than the stars in the sky." Liu Chunhua gently touched Shen Zhihuan's arm.

"What? Are you preparing for pregnancy?" Shen Zhihuan glanced at her sideways.

Could it be that Zhao Yanran has failed, and Zhou Xiaodong wants to return to his family again?

Liu Chunhua's round face turned red, and she avoided Shen Zhihuan's gaze embarrassedly.

"Zhou Xiaodong's mother called and said that his sister is pregnant..." Liu Chunhua lowered her head and twisted the corner of her clothes.

"You've thought it through. You really don't mind..." Shen Zhihuan glanced around and made sure there was no one around before speaking in a low voice.

If Zhou Xiaodong had not been indecisive, Liu Chunhua would not have suffered this unexpected disaster.

"I'm in the situation now...how can I have the face to care?" Liu Chunhua's head drooped, her voice full of frustration.

"Chunhua, it's not your fault." Shen Zhihuan put his arm around Liu Chunhua's shoulders soothingly.

If there is any mistake, then the ones who are wrong are Zhao Yanran, that vicious woman, and Zhou Xiaodong, that scumbag.

"You didn't tell Zhou Xiaodong about that, right?" Shen Zhihuan stared at Liu Chunhua.

Although being honest with each other can make the relationship between husband and wife closer and stronger.

But for some things, hiding them is the best approach.

Appropriate confidentiality helps maintain trust and respect between couples and promotes the harmonious development of the relationship.

Liu Chunhua shook her head and whispered, "I dare not."

"If you still want to live a good life with him, I advise you to keep this matter to yourself and never tell anyone about it," Shen Zhihuan reminded solemnly.

In this world, no man can tolerate being cuckolded by another man.

Liu Chunhua nodded.

"Chunhua, forget the past and look forward." Shen Zhihuan patted Liu Chunhua's shoulder gently.

Only by forgetting everything that happened before can you start over.

"Zhihuan, thank you!" Liu Chunhua's eyes suddenly turned red.

"We are all friends, it would be inappropriate to say thank you."