The Pillow of the Bad President

Tangtang looks pink and sculpted, with two little knots stuck out of her fluffy hair, cute and cute.

She is smart and lively, and she is a big kid, so she is very painful. During the six months of her stay in the hospital, from doctors, nurses, to other children's parents, almost everyone did not like her.

The same goes for Mr. Zhuang.

After seeing Tangtang, her eyes were full of love and pampering.

What's more, in a real sense, Tangtang and Hao Yan are both the blood of the dealer.

Before knowing Hao Yan's existence, Zhuang Qingze and his wife had been married for many years, but they had never had a son and a half daughter. Mr. Zhuang had long been pessimistic and hopeless. For an old man, such a prosperous population is very important. Happy.

Zhuang Qing had already introduced Tangtang to him before, so he wouldn't feel unfamiliar. Tangtang was not shy, and stretched out two fat little hands to bow to his chest.

"Hello, great-grandfather~"

Mr. Zhuang, who was as stable as Mount Tai, couldn't help being excited.

"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhuang said three times in a row, and then said with a smile, "Tangtang, this is a gift from your great-grandfather."

Tangtang didn't pick it up immediately, but turned to look at Hao Yan first.

It seems that he was worried that he would be rejected if he gave a red envelope directly. Mr. Zhuang prepared a small gift, a Barbie doll box. Although the price may not be very expensive, it will not be burdensome, and it is the favorite toy of little girls , can be said to be very attentive.

Hao Yan nodded.

Tangtang smiled and said sweetly, "Thank you, great-grandfather."

Like last time, a sumptuous table was prepared in the kitchen.

Apart from Mr. Zhuang sitting in the main seat, there was only Zhuang Qingze facing Hao Yan and Tangtang.

Before entering the door, Zhuang Qing greeted Hao Yan in advance, and Mrs. Zhuang would not show up.

Zhuang Qing explained, "Xiaoyin went back to Lin's house because of something temporarily, and she probably will come back later. As for Qintong, she seems to be busy making design drafts recently, and she has been retreating in her room. The servant said just now that she will come back for dinner don't eat"

Hao Yan nodded calmly when she heard the back, "Yeah."

It seems that someone really can't sit still.

When I came to the dealer last time, I was able to pretend to be friendly and hypocritical, but this time I am afraid that even the pretending is a bit laborious.

Hao Yan suppressed the playful smile at the end of her eyes, savoring the chef's good craftsmanship.

Compared with the last time, this time, there were more children, and the dinner table was full of joy from beginning to end.

Tangtang ate very hard, while Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Qing never refused to pick up any food for her, with bulging cheeks, like a little squirrel.

Looking at her, Mr. Zhuang ate an extra bowl of rice.

Not long after dinner, Lin Yin rushed back.

She invited Hao Yan to the glass greenhouse in the backyard of the villa, but Tangtang was a child after all, so she sat with them for a while, listening to them talk about the design was boring, so she ran out to play by herself.

Mrs. Zhuang stayed in her room all night.

Her room was on the third floor, and she could vaguely hear some movement downstairs.

Both Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Qing kept her closed, which was exactly what she liked, and she was unwilling to go down and make things difficult for herself.

Knowing that Hao Yan came to the house again, Mrs. Zhuang wanted to go out and avoid it. She couldn't see it, but she felt that it was too inferior, as if she was flattering Hao Yan invisibly, so she was at home but didn't care. Appearing, it appears to be more high-profile.

She didn't like Hao Yan, in the final analysis, it was because she was Zhu Ci's daughter.

Mrs. Zhuang looked down on Zhu Ci, she thought she was useless except for her good-looking face, and she felt that she was not worthy of her son, but Zhu Ci was aloof, with arrogance in her bones, and always dismissed wealthy families.

This annoyed Mrs. Zhuang even more.

She felt that she was offended. In her eyes, a wealthy family like the Zhuangjia, ordinary people have to climb up.

It would be fine if Zhu Ci made a fool of her, she would give her a good training and give him a chance to marry into the farmer, but Zhu Ci doesn't know how to flatter her, and even feels a little disgusted, this is what she absolutely cannot tolerate thing.

Mrs. Zhuang used dinner in her room, and when the servant packed up the tableware and left, the door was not closed tightly.

In the corridor, there seemed to be the sound of children's footsteps running.

Mrs. Zhuang couldn't help but walked to the door.

Tangtang seemed to have noticed her too, her big obsidian-like eyes were looking at the door, and she asked in a childish voice, "Are you my great-grandmother?"

She saw that Mrs. Zhuang's hair was the same as that of Mr. Zhuang's, with white strands in it, so she guessed her identity very cleverly.

Mrs. Zhuang was slightly taken aback.

She knew that a child had come to the family, and she thought that Hao Yan would give birth to an uneducated wild girl, but she didn't expect to be so cute, calling her articulate, she looked smart.

When people reach old age, they will yearn for the vitality of children even more.

Mrs. Zhuang, with such a mean personality, couldn't help but want to be pleasant when she saw Tangtang.

She picked up the candy plate on the corner cabinet by the door, picked out an imported lollipop, unwrapped the wrapping paper, and handed it to Tangtang, "Do you want some candy?"

Tangtang took it with her little hand, put it in her mouth and smiled, "It's so sweet~"

Mrs. Zhuang laughed, "Why are you here alone?"

Tangtang answered her with a smile, "Mom and Grandma L were chatting in the greenhouse. I felt bored, so I ran out. This place is so big, I almost lost my way just now."

Hearing her mention of Hao Yan, the smile on Mrs. Zhuang's face softened.

In all fairness, Little Lolita is indeed very likable.

In her lifetime, she never thought that four generations would be able to live under the same roof. If word spread, those old sisters must all envy her, but thinking that Xiao Luoli's mother is Hao Yan, she felt conflicted, and her chest seemed to be clogged with mud. feel oppressed.

Mrs. Zhuang glanced at Tangtang, turned around and went back to the room without making a sound.

Looking at the closed door, Tangtang tilted her head, as if she was very puzzled by Mrs. Zhuang's sudden unhappiness, her big eyes were blank, and then she ran away erratically.

As night fell, Hao Yan and Lin Yin were chatting about the same, and they were about to come over and ask their daughter to leave.

When I returned to the villa, a female guest came by the entrance, carrying a black handbag, and said to the servant, "Hello, I am Ms. Zhuang's design assistant. She called and asked me to deliver something to her."

The servant hurriedly said, "Please follow me"

The female guest went upstairs with the servant, and when she reached a few steps, Tangtang happened to run down the stairs.

Because he was running too fast, he directly bumped into the other party when he went downstairs.

Seeing this, Hao Yan quickly rushed forward.

Fortunately, Tangtang was a child, so she didn't cause any accidents. After hitting someone, she fell backwards and squatted.

The female guest seemed to be unprepared and staggered when she was hit. She quickly supported the handrail of the stairs next to her to stand firm, but her handbag was knocked off.

The Pillow of the Bad President