Su Ziyu looked at the mother and son who were talking and laughing happily with a resentful look on his face.

I can't stop feeling sour.

Shen Zhihuan lowered his head and teased the little guy in his arms, his voice so soft that water could be squeezed out of it.

The little guy is like a chatterbox, babbling non-stop.

The young wife's heart and eyes were filled with the grinning little boy, while the little boy's black crystal eyes were filled with only his mother.

He seemed to be the redundant one.

"Wife..." Su Ziyu's voice was low and hoarse, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction and grievance.

He hasn't hugged his young wife properly for more than two months.

In the past two months, he has brushed shoulders with death time and time again...

The time when he was closest to death, his mind was filled with his young wife's every move and smile.

Shen Zhihuan reached out and grasped his hand, interlocking their fingers.

Their eyes met, both of them showing undisguised tenderness and affection.

"Oh...Oh...Oh..." Perhaps because he realized that his mother's attention was not on him, the little guy's cute voice suddenly rose two degrees.

Shen Zhihuan lowered his head and kissed the little guy's waving hand.

The little guy laughed out loud.

Su Ziyu frowned as he looked at the little guy with an innocent and cute smile. He always felt like he was being targeted.

If someone else wanted to snatch his young wife from him, he could just kick him out, but...

Su Ziyu sighed inwardly.

It’s true, one misstep can lead to eternal regret!

Others work very hard to earn money to support their sons and daughters, but he works very hard to earn money to support a...

Enemy!

During dinner, I saw the little guy nestled in Yu Jingyan's arms, smiling cutely.

While laughing, he was babbling in baby language that only he could understand.

Su Ziyu felt even more depressed.

"Su Ziyu, can you lend me your son for two days?" Yu Jingyan took a moment out of his busy schedule of teasing the little guy to glance at his comrades around him.

He originally wanted to lend it to him to play with for a few days, but he was afraid that Su Ziyu would not agree, so he changed "play" to "bring".

"Okay..." Su Ziyu nodded and agreed without thinking.

"No!" Shen Zhihuan immediately jumped out to object.

"I'll just take care of you for two days..."

"Guaiguai only eats breast milk once every four hours during the day and once again at twelve o'clock at night. How do you think you are going to raise him?" Shen Zhihuan interrupted him directly.

The little guy still needs a few sips of milk in the morning, afternoon and night to satisfy his craving for milk, and she hasn't even told me about this.

He thought that he could take care of a kid just by washing his butt and changing his diaper?! How naive!

Yu Jingyan, who failed to trick the little guy, said: "..."

Su Ziyu, who didn't throw the little guy out: "..."

Su Changjiang glanced at Su Ziyu, who wanted to pack up his own son and give him away, and cursed in his heart...

So shameless!

Why didn’t I realize this guy was so clingy before?

In the afternoon, too, he threw his beloved grandson out as soon as he got home...

Later, when Su Changjiang saw Su Ziyu tidying up the crib, his eyes rolled up to the sky.

In the past, no matter how hard the parents tried to persuade their children, they just wouldn’t go on a blind date.

As soon as the blind date was mentioned, the person disappeared.

Now, he only has eyes for his wife, and his own son has become a burden.

Su Changjiang glanced at his second daughter-in-law who was still chatting in the next yard, frowned, and walked to Su Ziyu who was bending over to wipe the crib.

"The weather is still unstable..." Perhaps because he was afraid that Shen Zhihuan would hear it, Su Changjiang lowered his voice.

"The quilt and blanket are very thick, your dear grandson won't be cold." Su Ziyu didn't even raise his head and wiped his crib carefully.

Although Sun Sijun wiped the house when helping to clean it, Su Ziyu still moved the crib out.

"Your bed is so big, and my grandson is so small, how come he is in your way?!" Su Changjiang looked back and made sure that Shen Zhihuan had not come back before he spoke in a low voice.

He's not at home, nothing will happen.

As soon as he came back, he complained that his grandson was in the way, and then he wanted to send him to sleep in the crib.

There are so many young couples in the village, but I have never seen anyone send their newborn baby to sleep alone.

key……

His grandson is so young, what if he kicks off the quilt and gets cold? ! "I'm afraid I'll crush your grandson!" Su Ziyu kept moving his hands.

After wiping the crib, I started making the bed.

Small cushions made of new cotton, small blankets made of pure cotton, small quilts, small pillows...

Soon, the little one's bedding was stuffed into the crib.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

In order to prevent the little one from accidentally hitting his head, Su Ziyu also tied small cotton pads on the inside of the crib.

Su Changjiang remained silent this time.

In those years, there was even a tragic incident in the village where a baby was crushed to death.

At that time, he had just been promoted to the village party secretary. The youngest son and his wife in the village accidentally crushed their several-month-old baby to death because they were not careful while sleeping.

As a village cadre at that time, he went to see the child. The child's nose and mouth were full of blood...

Poor thing! "How about...let Guaiguai sleep with us?" Su Changjiang asked tentatively.

This thought has crossed Su Changjiang's mind a thousand and eight hundred times.

"The yards are next to each other. When you want to drink milk, your mother can just bring you over. After you're full, she can take you back. Nothing will be delayed."

"My wife won't agree." Su Ziyu's voice was like a sigh.

If you want to ask Su Ziyu whether he is tempted by this proposal...

Heartbeat! That is beyond doubt.

How could he not be moved to be able to sleep with his young wife in his arms without the little one disturbing him? !

But my little wife...

Su Ziyu wanted to sigh again.

Su Changjiang also wanted to sigh.

When he went to work in the morning, his grandson was still sleeping. When he finally got off work in the afternoon, his grandson was still asleep...

But Mr. Shen, Mr. Chu, Mr. Zhao, and sometimes there is also Yu Jingyan...

And his eldest grandson.

There are really too many wolves and too little meat! One person held it for half an hour, and two or three hours passed.

The key is that Mr. Chu, that shameless guy...

We agreed that each person would have half an hour, but he always tried to delay the time.

He even gave it a nice name, saying that his great-grandson couldn't bear to part with him.

"Zi Yu, now that you have finished your task, can you take a break?" Zhang Zhongshu came over from the next yard with a smile.

Perhaps he was a little nervous, as his arms hanging at both sides looked a little stiff.

Su Ziyu nodded slightly.

Seeing that everyone was standing, he went into the house and brought out two chairs.

"Cousin, sit down!" Su Ziyu was a very smart person, so how could he not see Zhang Zhongshu's nervousness.

After everyone sat down, he went to make two cups of tea.

Su Changjiang just waved his hand.

As he gets older, he doesn't sleep as much. It's late at night and he's had tea, so how can he get any more sleep?

Zhang Zhongshu took the tea and smiled at Su Ziyu.

Su Ziyu had a cold personality to begin with, and he came to Beijing to attend military school at the age of sixteen, and later went to the battlefield.

Sitting there now, the aura around him could not be suppressed.