Although Panpan was not at home, she could hear Panpan's chattering voice every time she called. She wanted to take the train over there many times, as she had never seen her beloved grandson since he was born.
Mother Song got out of the car first holding Panpan. Mother Gu saw this and quickly went over, opening her arms and eager to hug Panpan.
But Panpan is almost half a year old now. Unlike when he was little and could be held by anyone, he has now started to recognize people. When he saw a strange grandmother stretching out her hands and making a gesture to hug him, Panpan hurriedly hugged his grandmother with his two little arms, looking very cute.
"Panpan, this is grandma. Can you hug me?" Seeing this scene, Song Zhi hurried over and began to coax his son.
Panpan still hugged his grandmother's neck and nestled in her arms, not even looking up. If you didn't know, you would think he was going to be sold.
"Mom, he's a little bit more recognizable now." Gu Huaijin said directly what Song Zhi was embarrassed to say.
Gu Huaijin thought it was a good thing for the child. At least he wouldn't follow strangers when he grows up.
Mother Gu retracted her outstretched hand, unable to conceal the disappointment on her face, but she still forced a smile and said, "Go home quickly, and we'll talk about it when you get back."
When Song's mother heard her say this, she quickly said, "I don't have anything to do here, so I'll go back first."
After saying this, Song Zhi looked at his mother and said disapprovingly: "Mom, go back and sit down and rest for a while before we talk."
"Yes, Xiaomei, no one has lived at home for such a long time, and we have to clean up and tidy up when we go back. Why don't you live here? There are still a lot of empty rooms, and it will be lively when there are many people together during the New Year." Gu's mother also hurriedly persuaded her, saying that her grandson had been taken care of by her in-laws for so many days, and how could she let her go back alone during the New Year.
"That won't do. I still..." Mother Song was interrupted by Mother Gu before she could finish her words.
"Xiaomei, our family doesn't care about these things. Besides, I don't know how you took care of Panpan when she lived here. Even if I wanted to lend a hand to these two young people, I was afraid of making mistakes. Wouldn't it be much more convenient if you came to live here?"
After hearing this, Song's mother felt a little hesitant. She looked at Panpan, who was soft and sweet in her arms, and was still reluctant to leave. So after hesitating for a long time, she still did not leave.
Song Zhi followed her mother into the house. After this incident, she was very happy that Gu's mother was able to help keep her mother. She also knew that the elderly in the family were very open-minded.
Father Gu had gotten himself ready early and hurried over when he saw someone entering the house. He looked at Panpan in Mother Song's arms with envy in his eyes, and Song Zhi could see what he was thinking.
She held Panpan in her arms and said to her with a smile: "Panpan, this is grandpa and grandma, can you hold me for a while?"
Panpan was looking around the house curiously. This was his first time here, and he couldn't hide the curiosity and novelty in his eyes. He didn't know why his parents brought him here, nor did he know that this was his home.
"Mom." The tone that came out of his mouth sounded very much like the voice of calling his mother, but Song Zhi knew that this was just a way for him to express his thoughts, and he was not calling his mother.
Seeing that Panpan did not refuse this time, Song Zhi put the child in Gu's father's arms. Gu's father looked at the child in his arms. The granddaughter he had been thinking about was gone, and he had a fair and tender grandson instead. He didn't seem so disappointed.
Mother Gu sat aside feeling a little jealous. Just now when she wanted to hug her son, she didn't even dare to raise her head. Now that it was grandpa's turn to hug her, she didn't resist at all.
"This child looks really like Xiaojin when he was a child." Father Gu looked at the child's appearance carefully and came to this conclusion.
"You're just talking nonsense. I think you've forgotten what Xiaojin looked like when she was a child." Seeing that there were no outsiders at home, Gu's mother exposed his conclusion. Don't think that she has forgotten things just because she is old. When Xiaojin was young, he went out to work every few days. By the time he was done with work and had some free time, the child had grown up.
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