Now that his body was dry, the little guy stopped making noises and started playing with his own hands while lying in the crib.
Children don't eat much to begin with, and since they were worried about the little one in the crib, Xiao Qiping and Zhang Xiaoming just took a few bites, then threw down their chopsticks and went to the crib.
Not sure if it was because he was concerned about what Xiao Qiping had said before or because he was shy, but Zhang Xiaoming stood half a step away from the crib and didn't dare to get close.
"Brother Xiao Ming, isn't my little brother pretty?" Little Qiping tilted his chubby face slightly, showing off with a little pride.
Zhang Xiaoming nodded.
"Let me tell you, my little brother is very smart. He could listen to stories when he was still in my second aunt's belly." Little Qiping raised his chin even higher.
Those who didn't know him would think he was bragging about himself! Zhang Xiaoming's eyes were surprisingly bright.
Listen to the story...
He also likes listening to stories.
But his grandfather always told the same three stories over and over again: "Meng Jiangnu Weeping at the Great Wall", "The Three Heroes of the Peach Garden" and "Nezha Conquers the Dragon King", and he was tired of them.
"What kind of stories do you like to hear, little brother?" Zhang Xiaoming asked in a low voice.
"My little brother likes to listen to all kinds of stories." Little Qiping answered as a matter of course.
This made everyone at the dinner table laugh.
Do you like all of that, little one?!
That just wasn’t an argument to be made.
"Ya...yayaya...oh oh..." Seeing Xiao Qiping and Zhang Xiaoming talking, the little guy also started babbling and chatting with them.
"Little brother, are you calling me brother?" Little Qiping suddenly widened his eyes.
"Ah...ah...oh,ah..." The little guy talked and laughed to himself.
That cute look stunned Xiao Qiping and Zhang Xiaoming.
"The little brother smiled!" Zhang Xiaoming's eyes sparkled.
A tiny ball, but it can actually smile?! And that pink and tender face...
Zhang Xiaoming twisted his fingers...
I really want to touch it! But thinking of Xiao Qiping's previous reminder, he stopped thinking about it.
"My little brother looks good when he smiles, doesn't he?" Little Qiping started to show off again.
Zhang Xiaoming nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice.
Suddenly I also want to have a little brother.
Zhang Xiaoming ran to his father Zhang Zhongshu and tugged at his father's clothes, "Dad, can you and mom give me a brother like Xiao Qiping?"
Zhang Zhongshu's hand holding the wine glass trembled.
Give birth to a...
Zhang Zhongshu first looked at the little one in the crib, who was as delicate as a piece of jade and more beautiful than the dolls in New Year pictures. Then he looked at his ordinary-looking son beside him. Finally, he glanced at his ordinary-looking wife beside him and showed a bit of embarrassment.
If the son just wanted a younger brother, he might still try harder.
He wants a brother like Xiao Qiping's brother...
That's not a matter of trying hard.
"Dad..." Seeing that his father didn't say anything, Zhang Xiaoming shook Zhang Zhongshu's arm.
“Crash…”
Zhang Zhongshu was caught off guard and spilled all the wine in his hand onto the dining table.
Zhang Zhongshu was so distressed that his brows furrowed.
Such good bottled wine would cost at least two or three dollars a bottle.
"You kid..."
Looking at the bottle of wine flowing down the dining table, Zhang Zhongshu couldn't help but sigh.
Zhang Xiaoming didn't expect to spill his father's wine, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to say a word.
"You are such an unlucky child. You have ruined such a good thing." Wang Cuicui glared at her son.
While speaking, he did not forget to stuff the braised beef into his mouth in big mouthfuls.
Zhang Xiaoming was already feeling guilty, and after being scolded by Wang Cuicui, he lowered his head even more.
"Xiao Ming didn't do it on purpose, what do you think he did?" Zhang Fengxia pulled Zhang Xiaoming towards her and motioned for Su Lili to get a rag to clean the wine on the table.
Before Su Lili got up, Zhou Xiuqiao had already taken a rag and cleaned the wine on the table quickly.
"Aunt, don't spoil him. You need to control the boy, otherwise he will have no future." Wang Cuicui swallowed the beef in her mouth and raised her hand to wipe the oil stains from the corner of her mouth.
"Yes! Fengxia, jade cannot be made into a useful object without being carved, and people cannot know the righteousness without learning." Li Manhong, who was showing off his meat crazily, said this in a greasy tone.
Zhang Fengxia didn't dare to say anything after hearing this.
I'm afraid of being blackmailed.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
Su Changjiang was drinking slowly with a few old men at another table, pretending not to hear.
They are other people’s sons and grandsons, they can teach them however they like.
He just needs to take care of his own sons and grandsons.
"Jing Yan, did my Zi Yu say when he would be back?" What Su Changjiang was most worried about was the second boy who was on a mission outside.
In the past, before he came to the capital, he had no idea when the second boy was on a mission or when he was not, so he rarely worried.
Now, the second kid has been gone for more than a month...
How could he not worry? ! "Uncle, Ziyu's mission this time is quite far away, so he probably won't be back for a while." Yu Jingyan said the excuse he and Su Ziyu had thought of long ago without blushing or beating his heart.
Seeing that Su Changjiang still looked unhappy, he smiled and said, "Uncle, don't worry. His wife and son are in your hands. Even if Su Ziyu is the reincarnation of Sun Wukong, he can't get out of your Five Finger Mountain of Tathagata Buddha."
In the living room, little Qiping made the little guy laugh.
Yu Jingyan put down his chopsticks, picked up the little guy and faced everyone.
"Godson, come and smile to Grandpa, Great Grandfather, Great Grandma, Great Grandfather and Godfather."
The little guy was very cooperative and smiled at the big guys with his little mouth wide open.
The little guy's eyes are sparkling and watery, and his smile is as clear and bright as a crescent moon.
A baby's smile is pure and without any impurities. It is like crystal clear crystal, pure and innocent. It is also like the rising sun, making people feel warm because of his smile.
With this joke, Su Changjiang's attention was completely shifted to his beloved grandson.
The little guy is not afraid of people and will giggle when anyone teases him.
When Yu Jingyan teased him with the tip of his chopsticks, he opened his little mouth and stuck out his pink little tongue to reach for it.
That greedy little look made everyone laugh so hard that their faces were wrinkled.
Shen Zhihuan was laughing when he suddenly realized that something was missing from his home.
"Brother Yu, can you help me buy a camera?" Shen Zhihuan looked at the man who was lowering his head and teasing the little guy.
"Camera?" Yu Jingyan raised his eyes, "Can you take pictures?"
His tone was full of doubt.
Mr. Zhao and Sun Sijun looked at each other calmly.
In their previous life, Huan Bao was a key member of the Photography Association...
Her photo "Spring" also won the grand prize in the world's most influential photography competition.
"No! Can't I learn it?" Shen Zhihuan didn't dare to say that she could.
The musical instrument can be blamed on the original owner's middle school teacher Xi Yu'an, but photography...
She really couldn't find the right person to blame.