The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

"Shh, Dad, let's see how long he can sit." My father kept watching secretly.

My dear son, how could he really not care about it, Jiang Chenyu just found out that his son had a hypocritical disease.If the parents and elders are around, he will play tricks, cry, make trouble, and let him be hugged.But when he was alone on the sofa, the little guy sat there by himself, neither crying nor fussing, just turning his head to look around.

Jiang Chenyu put down his son and stood not far behind the little guy, so that he couldn't feel his presence, but he could see his son.If the child is in any danger, he can still appear in time.

Mr. Jiang went out quickly, and then, a group of people ignored the cherry sauce and wine, and returned to the living room one after another, looking at the sofa, still struggling to find the cute little face of his family.At this moment, he is sitting well and very stable!

Wei Aihua hurriedly recorded the cute little appearance.Ms. Jiang, who was in the Su family's bath and watching dramas, received the news. She immediately wrapped her mobile phone in a towel, ran out without drying herself, and pulled up the man lying on the bed, "Look, Brother Su, Xiao Shan The king will sit down. It’s the baby sitting alone in the living room, looking helpless, it’s so pitiful.” No matter where her baby goes, the family treasures it.It was the first time that I was alone with no one to accompany me, and my heart ached when I was a nun.

Su Linyan looked at the woman wrapped in a bath towel, and swallowed.

In the Jiang family, Gu Nuannuan and her husband whispered, "How long have you been sitting?"

"It's been a while, I'll see how long he can hold on without crying, and it turns out he's doing fine now." Boss Jiang was surprised that his Crying Baoneng parents didn't stay by his side for so long.

Gu Nuannuan was kind, "The child is young, please sit down for a while."

At this time, all the family members who were secretly watching came out and appeared in front of the little guy.

"Tiger~"

The little guy looked at the familiar crowd and laughed excitedly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Gu Nuannuan squatted over, hugged her son, and kissed the little guy, "My son can sit up, and he can fulfill your father's promise to you."

Jiang Chen lifted his son up high, hugged the little meat ball proudly, and said to the servant in the living room, "Please tell the kitchen, cook rice porridge for my son tonight."

Ning'er thought of her sauce and ran away quickly.

Mayor Jiang insisted on hugging his little nephew, so he grabbed it with his younger brother, "Chen Yu, let me give you a hug, my elder brother hasn't been hugged in almost 20 years."

Jiang Chenyu: "..."

The little guy also likes the uncle, being hugged by the uncle, the little mouth opens up the moment of chattering, "Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)"

Mayor Jiang didn't care what his nephew said, he imitated the little guy's language and communicated with him.The two seemed to have no communication barriers.

Gu Nuannuan was outside, laughing and complaining, "My son learned to sit, and the whole family was as excited as if he had won the first prize."

Wei Aihua: "In the future, if Tiger really wins the first prize, our family can hold a big banquet, and Chen Yu's friends from home and abroad will come to congratulate him."

Gu Nuannuan helped Ning'er remove the cherry pits, and chatted: "I can only cry now, and I don't know what to do when I go to school after that. It's best to inherit your brain from his father, not from me."

"Don't worry, Xiao Su was very skinny when he was a child, so he will be subdued by Chen Yu." Wei Aihua believed in his uncle's ability.

Since her son was six years old, she has almost never cared about her son, and Jiang Chenyu was responsible for his education.

At first, Jiangsu dared to talk back to his uncle, and was beaten a few times, but when he saw his uncle, he stood honestly in a military posture.

Ning'er said: "It's not that my little Su brother dares to resist, but he is afraid that if he doesn't listen to you, you will feel sad."

Gu Nuannuan and Wei Aihua looked at each other, and they both laughed.

When women are together, especially those who are married, it is inevitable to talk about children, "Every time I see you three girls, I regret that I didn't continue to have a daughter. Nuan Nuan, you and Chen Yu can wait for two years, Shan Jun grows up, and your age is just right, you can have another daughter. I really regret not having a daughter at my age."

Gu Nuannuan: "It's not like I said that I can have a daughter at birth, I'm afraid of having another kid."

After processing the cherries, I handed them over to Ning'er. Wei Aihua said, "I thought the same way back then. When Xiao Su was two or three years old, I never dared to have it with your elder brother."

Unmarried girls do not participate in married topics, Ning'er is holding those cherry pits in a daze.

After a while, she held the cherry pit in a daze, and then ran back to the living room, "Grandpa, shall we plant a cherry tree? We will eat the cherries on our tree in the future."

Mr. Jiang was quiet for a few seconds, and clapped his big hands, "Success!"

In Jiangsu in the bedroom, watching Ning'er digging the soil outside the window, he got up and went out, "What are you going to do again?"

"Plant a tree."

"Where are the trees?" Jiangsu asked.

Ning'er pointed to a place where there were cherry stones wrapped in paper.

Jiangsu: "..."

The little guy was taken out by his uncle to watch the excitement, Jiang Chenfeng knew that his little doll was not interested in anything else, and would love to join in whenever there was excitement.

Busy until the evening to finish.

Ning'er's jam was also ready, the wine was also placed in a cool place by Jiangsu, and the dried fruit that was roasted was eaten directly in the evening.

However, just after the whole family finished praising Ning'er, the exciting moment for the whole family has arrived! ——The little tiger eats rice cereal.

The housekeepers all leaned over to watch the little guy, and Jiang Momo wanted to watch the video while lying on the bed.

I saw the little guy sitting on his mother's lap, Jiang Chenyu was blowing cold rice paste with a soft spoon, and passed it over to feed the little guy.

Before reaching the mouth, the little guy opened his mouth first, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Jiang Chenyu fed it into the little mouth, and the whole family looked at the little guy's expression.

His small mouth was wriggling, and his brows were furrowed.

Jiang Chenyu took another spoonful and blew it cool to feed it to his son.

The little guy stopped eating, and turned his head back in disgust.

Jiang Chenyu took the spoon and put it near his wife's mouth, the little guy's mouth opened for his mother, taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Chenyu fed him again.

In the end, the smell was still the same, and the little guy hated it even more.

Jiang Momo was laughing, but she didn't dare to laugh out loud.Su Linyan hugged her from behind, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Momo quickly hung up the video, fearing that Brother Su, who was not wearing clothes, would be seen by his family over there. "Tiger eats rice porridge today. The little guy is so cute that he hates rice porridge, but he still rushes to eat it. It's fine to grab it, but he hates it after snatching it."

Su Linyan wrapped her long arms around Jiang Momo's waist, touched her skin, and deliberately teased her heart, "Men like to eat meat."

Jiang Momo blinked, "Then I'll bring you the pork from the kitchen?"

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Gu Nuannuan and his wife didn't want to expose the child's appearance, but they wanted to share this moment, so they took a picture of the little guy's fleshy little hand grabbing the edge of the bowl, and on the other side was the big hand holding the edge of the bowl , just one picture says it all.

"Congratulations, little tiger, the first mouthful of rice porridge was fed by dad." The accompanying picture shows the big and small hands of the father and son competing for a bowl.

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