Chapter 905 Worried Xiao Yan Xiansen, Jiang Er’s tragic life

  Fu Shen and Yan Wangchuan went back to the room and saw no one. They only saw the person who remembered pulling their hair after entering the study.

  He leaned against the door, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, "You will be bald if you pull it again."

  Song Fengwan raised his head to look at him, stripping off his messy hair with some annoyance.

   "What's the matter? Are you angry with that kid?"

   "I'm not angry with my mother!" Fu Qinyuan was holding a toy in his hand at this time, and he ran all over the room. "Mom is too stupid to teach me."

   "Dad, she doesn't know how to examine questions. She always misleads me. If I do something wrong, she scolds me."

   "I'm too grumpy."

  Song Feng stared at the night, tempered... irritable?

  This is the first time someone described her like this.

   "And her memory is so bad, she asked me to silently write Chinese characters. I have written a word four or five times, and she said she hasn't written it silently yet?"

  Song Fengwan pinched her eyebrows. She was indeed to blame for this. It was because she looked at a little guy's workbook and didn't see the word at all, so she assumed she hadn't written it silently.

  Ghost knows...

   wrote three or four times silently, but he never wrote it right once.

  Fu Shen watched and continued to stimulate, his little wife was afraid that she was going crazy, and patted his head, "Okay, go back to the house to sleep, no play."

  Fu Qinyuan ran away, leaving Song Fengwan with a frantic face, and hit the table with his head in anger.

  "Still hitting? The memory has not been very good recently, and hitting it again makes it even more stupid."

  When Song Fengwan raised his head again, Fu Chen had already walked over, holding the table with both hands, leaning down, staring at her with a smile.

  The two were separated by a table before, but they were very close.

   is not far away.

  Fu Shen stretched out his hand, gently tucked the hair on her forehead to the side of her ears, and passed his fingers through her hair, warm and warm...

   "I'm really about to collapse." Song Fengwan looked aggrieved, "Who do you think he looks like? He doesn't look like you or me."

   "Some people say that my nephew is like his uncle, but he is not like his cousin, let alone Xiao Chi."

   "I told you a long time ago, don't always take him to the company." Fu Chen carefully followed her hair.

"Ok?"

   "Jiang Er took him to play around all day, and followed his studies to be greasy."

  Song Fengwan couldn't laugh or cry, Jiang Er was shot while lying down.

   "Late late..."

   "Huh?" Song Fengwan smiled and looked up at her, only feeling a little warm in the corner of his forehead, "It's getting late, go back to the room."

  All these are old couples and old wives. There are some suggestive words, naturally needless to say, Song Fengwan blushed, "I will help him pack his schoolbags."

  Xiao Yan Xiansen came down to fetch milk, passed by the study, and looked at his sister and brother-in-law head to head. He sighed helplessly, not knowing what kind of crooked words were being said.

  When he returned to Fu Qin’s original house, he handed over a glass of milk, "Drink the milk, uncle tells you a story, and sleep after listening."

  Parents don’t care, so he can only take care of him as an uncle.

  Fu Qin’s original bed was very big, and every time Yan Chi came over, the two of them had to huddle together.

  Fu Qinyuan generally couldn't finish listening to this story, and soon fell asleep, while Xiao Yan Xiansen, like a little adult, covered him with a cool summer quilt, and then fell asleep after reading a book for himself.

  At the beginning, they were all in love with each other, and accidents usually happen in the second half of the night...

  Song Fengwan was worried about the two children sleeping, kicking the quilt, etc., and would come to see him once or twice in the middle of the night.

  Usually, his son is wrapped up like a silkworm, and Xiao Yan Xiansen is holding his arms by himself, curled up to one side.

The two thin Xia Liang quilts were both entangled by a guy alone, and someone slept quite dishonestly. He kicked Xiao Yan Xiansen's buttocks several times, and slept wildly, sometimes until midnight, when Xiao Yan Xiansen opened his eyes... …

   found that there were two feet on the side of his head, and someone’s head had moved to the other end.

  I'm an uncle, so let him be a little bit better.

  **

  Next day

  Because Qiao Aiyun will come over today, Fu Qinyuan looked very excited, because her grandmother loved her, and every time she came, she would bring him a lot of delicious food.

  Qiao Aiyun's plane in the afternoon, Song Feng returned to the company in the morning to deal with the affairs at hand, and planned to leave.

   "Late late." Jiang Er Shao opened the door and came in, seeing that she had packed her things, "Are you going?"

   "Well, go to the remedial class to pick up Qinyuan, why are you still here? Not that your brother and sister-in-law are here today?"

   "They came by car and don't need to pick up the airport." Jiang Er cleaned up very neatly today.

   "I came to see you on purpose?"

  Since Jiang Duanyan returned to his hometown, Song Feng hasn’t seen him a few times in the evening, but occasionally on New Year’s holidays, he would visit him if he was in Beijing, especially after he had a child, the chances of meeting him would be even less.

   "Of course not, people bring children to travel, I am responsible for making the itinerary as a tour guide." Jiang Er was speechless.

  And his brother said:

  1. The itinerary should take care of the children.

  2. Dress appropriately and avoid being fancy.

  3. Do not smoke, drink or talk about the mountains in front of the children, do not dye your hair, fasten all the buttons for me...

  ……

   made Jiang Er change all the music in his car with children’s songs like "Little Leaping Frog".

  He drove normally, and he was all alone, worried about falling asleep, and he played the best dance music. Once his brother's children came over, the deafening music in the car sounded.

  Jiang Er can have a foreboding that he will die soon.

  Suddenly when his brother came, the house was not cleaned by his aunt. A single man was naturally not very clean. Jiang Duanyan only said:

   "San Ye's dog's den is cleaner than yours."

   Jiang Er's face was black at the time.

   "How long will Mr. Jiang stay this time?" Song Feng asked as he packed his things.

   "It's more than a week." Jiang Er felt disheartened when he mentioned this. The eldest brother stayed for so long, this is not deliberately asking him to be a monk!

   "If the schedule is not tight, let him bring the children to our house for a meal." Song Fengwan's remarks are not polite, because Jiang Duanyan and Fu Shen have been cooperating in recent years.

  Although the two families don’t get together often, the relationship is pretty good.

   "Hmm." Jiang Er pulled on his tie, "I came here to tell you that the police have officially detained the person who made trouble yesterday."

   "Although Gao Xue is hospitalized, her lawyer has been to the company and seems to want to settle."

   "I drove away."

   "If you want to come to a reconciliation, you are also a little sincere, OK, I eat watermelon at home and blow the air conditioner, let the lawyer come to talk, she is the old one."

  ……

  Jiang Er was very annoyed when he raised the matter. He fancied the incident on the Internet. When the matter was exposed, he confessed in private and tried to hide the matter through small means.

  Many netizens are forgetful now, and Gao Xue may be able to continue his activities again in a few months.

   "She hired a lawyer?" Song Fengwan raised an eyebrow.

   "And also secretly, saying that as long as I am willing to help, it will give me some benefits. I seem to be the kind of person who can spend money to buy?" Jiang Ershao coldly snorted, "I seem to be short of money?"

  Song Feng glanced at him in the evening, "You lack love."

  "……"

   "You should also find a girlfriend."

  Jiang Er coughed, "So what, the weather is good today, haha..."

  Song Feng night looked out the window, and the forecast said that there will be showers today, and the weather outside is gray. What is the good weather?

  ……

  The two went to the underground parking lot together and parted ways.

Jiang Er watched Song Fengwan drive smoothly on the road, and couldn't help being speechless, thinking that she had taken a driver's license at the beginning, but she hadn't touched a car. There was a lot of traffic in the capital, and she drove carefully. There was no accident on the road. He arrived in the underground garage and backed up. At that time, I smashed the **** of the car.

  Qianjiang sits in the co-pilot and is usually in charge of commanding, because Song Feng is still prone to get confused when he walks on the elevated capital of the capital since the night.

  Once I took the wrong exit, it took an extra hour to get home.

  *

  When I arrived at the remedial class, I picked up Fu Qinyuan and Xiao Yan Xiansen and went home directly.

  Fu Shen and Yan Wangchuan were not at home at this time, because Qiao Aiyun hadn't stayed long, and both of them had to finish their work and set aside more time. One was to accompany his wife and the other was to please his mother-in-law.

   Before the car reached the door, I saw a black car parked nearby.

  This area is just this house, and the parking location of the car may be a visitor.

   "Are there any guests coming today?" Song Fengwan was sitting in the back of the car, taking care of the two children, while Qian Jiang controlled the steering wheel and looked at the car, but didn't know him.

"No."

  Fu Shen rarely invites people home, and the family members who can freely enter and exit the capital of Yunjin, will not park their car outside.

  Song Fengwan pursed his mouth, thinking that he might be passing by.

  As soon as the car was steady at the door, she pushed the door and got out of the car, looking at a familiar person coming out of the car...

  Gao Xue!

  She almost forgot that Gao Xue used to be her teacher, knew her home address, and had been here.

  It’s just that she didn’t expect that this person has a thick skin and the company hasn’t blocked anyone, so he actually came home...

  Fu Qinyuan sat on the safety seat, looked at Song Fengwan’s face with a smile on her face, and retreated, twisting his body as hard as he could, looking out the window, who is this person? Make mom so unhappy?

  Guess, will Baby Fu do anything [cover your face]

  Baby Fu: I am very good.

  San Ye:...

  *

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