The husband of a financial tycoon

Shan Jiashu sent the man home and was left for dinner.At that time, they were in a hurry to go to the hospital, and they didn't take care of the family. They only remembered that Lou Xue and Xiao Yingda were at home.But when I came back, the small second floor was empty, only the lock on the courtyard door was locked.

Li Lan felt sorry for her grandson, and when she got up, she was about to go to her sister-in-law's house to ask about the situation, but Shen Xiuzhu stopped her and said, "I deliberately ran to ask about the situation, but fortunately, the little bamboo shoot is fine, we just need to be more careful in the future."

"Besides, Yingda is only 3 years old, so I probably can't tell clearly." Shen Xiuzhu added.

"Then when they come next time, I'll ask again. Originally, I didn't take good care of the child, and I couldn't rely on others." Li Lan blamed herself.

Shan Jiashu sat on the sofa and listened calmly. Unlike Shen Xiuzhu, who just became a father and imagined all the children as little angels, his views would be more objective.

Aunt Li said that there were only Yingda and little bamboo shoots in the yard at that time. He guessed that little Yingda should be related to him, and suggested cautiously: "Be careful, even if that Yingda is not careful, I will stay away from that Yingda in the future." farther away."

After hearing this, Shen Xiuzhu and Li Lanxin looked at each other with shock.But what Shan Jiashu said was not unreasonable, but if he thought about it this way, Shen Xiuzhu felt even more afraid.

Seeing that Aunt Li and Xiaozhuzi were a little flustered, Shan Jiashu added another sentence to explain: "Maybe I'm thinking too much, and the suggestion is just a surefire solution."

Shen Xiuzhu nodded, and lowered his head to touch his son who was sleeping like a little angel in his arms.Li Lanxin heard what Shan Jiashu said, so she ran to her sister-in-law's house to ask about the situation.

It turned out to be a waste of time.Lou Xue said: "Oh, our little Yingda was frightened and cried all the way back, and fell asleep now."

"He said that the little bamboo shoot grabbed the baffle and fell down by itself. Isn't the little bamboo shoot walking soon? I guess he wants to stand up."

Seeing that the sleeping little Yingda's face was indeed covered with tears, and she couldn't fake it, Li Lanxin had no choice but to give up, and said bluntly, "He's only 8 months old, and he hasn't even stood before. How can he walk?"

Lou Xue said flatteringly: "Oh, I'm just guessing, when our Yingda was about his age, we stood up with a stool."

This is nonsense, what if Li Lanxin never had a child?Li Lanxin couldn't continue chatting with Lou Xue at all. The matter was related to her grandson, so she bluntly said: "Really? Then I'll teach the little bamboo shoot to walk first, and when he can walk steadily, my sister-in-law will come to visit again."

After speaking, Li Lan returned home angrily, Lou Xue was too ignorant to speak.She just wanted to ask about the situation, but her sister-in-law's nonsense made her sick!

When Zhuang Xing came back from get off work, the little bamboo shoot happened to wake up, with the obvious swollen forehead, and stupidly grabbed Shen Xiuzhu's hand and gnawed.

As soon as Zhuang Xing saw the forehead of his precious son, he stopped breathing for a moment, "What's wrong? Did you fall?"

Parents who raise a baby are most afraid of the child wrestling, because sometimes the child writhes when holding the child, and the adults are afraid that the child will suffer if they fail to hold it.So everyone agrees to keep the child as long as he twists and puts it on the bed or sofa if he can't hold it, so he has never dropped the child.

"Yeah." Shen Xiuzhu looked at his brother, and his mouth was aggrieved, as if he was the one who fell.

Zhuang Xing took the little bamboo shoot and carefully looked at the bag on the baby's forehead. The fall was not serious, but the skin was red and swollen, but he still felt distressed, "What's going on?"

"I fell off the swing. I saw a doctor and said it's fine. I'll be fine when the swelling subsides." Shen Xiuzhu wanted to cry after finishing speaking.

Li Lanxin stopped his son's movements and persuaded: "Don't show too much, the baby is very good at winking, the more you coax him, the more he will cry."

"It's hard for him to stop crying. The pumpkin I steamed is cold, so dig it out and feed him some."

The little bamboo shoot huddled in his father's arms, and Shen Xiuzhu fed him with pumpkin paste. He was showing two millet teeth, eating the rice paste with a click, laughing while eating, he was an optimistic baby.

This night, when the adults were eating, the little bamboo shoot managed to get a piece of meat to eat.Li Lanxin crushed the meat with a spoon until it became a paste, and fed it to the little bamboo shoots. It was the first time that the little bamboo shoots ate meat, but they didn't taste good.

After taking a bite, he babbled, opened his mouth again, Li Lanxin fed another spoon, he closed his small mouth and sipped and sipped, the little flesh on his face trembled and jiggled, and then he turned his head and stopped eating the bamboo shoots.

Although the whole family was heartbroken and wanted to make decisions for the baby, how the non-talking little bamboo shoot fell from the swing still became a secret.

At night, the night wind was sent into Zhuang Xing and Shen Xiuzhu's bedroom from a distance, the curtains fluttered, and Zhuang Xing gently stroked the back of the little bamboo shoot.

The little bamboo shoot hugged Zhuzi's father's arm with all four limbs, lying on his side, kicking his father's waist with his fleshy feet, sleeping soundly with his pacifier on.

Zhuang Xing thought about what Jiashu said to him when he sent Shan Jiashu out of the yard after dinner.Ask softly: "Baby, don't wait until September next year, shall we move to Shanghai before the end of the year?"

Shen Xiuzhu glanced at the sleeping baby, turned his head and asked in a breathy voice: "Ah? Why?"

Zhuang Xing supported his head with one hand, and took Xiaozhu's free hand with the other. "Let the little bamboo shoot adapt to city life early, so that when you go to school, he will be better in a familiar environment."

Shen Xiuzhu felt that what the elder brother said made sense, the elder brother was amazing.

Zhuang Xing smiled, leaned over and kissed the little baby.

"National Day in October, the second child will get married. After attending your elder brother's wedding, we will go to Shanghai." The second child Fu Zheng became the second of the four to get married.Shan Jiashu has never talked about girlfriends. Xu Si changed girlfriends one after another in Shenzhen. The girlfriend he has now is the third runner-up of Miss Hong Kong last year.

"What does Mrs. Zheng do?" Shen Xiuzhu was curious.

"It's said that he just graduated from university, and he hasn't started working yet." Zhuang Xing replied as he lay down and looked sideways at the little baby.

Shen Xiuzhu: "Then I'll ask Brother Zheng for photos, and I'll draw wedding photos for them."

"Okay." Zhuang Xing has already ordered a cross-country car to send off.

Shen Xiuzhu quietly hugged the baby in his brother's arms, thinking about going to Shanghai, he planned to find his grandfather in his free time tomorrow, and see if he would like to go to Shanghai.

"Hmm... hum... wow!" Little Bamboo Shoot burst into tears in the middle of the night, and his whole body trembled.

Shen Xiuzhu woke up with a start, and immediately hugged his son and patted him gently. Zhuang Xing turned on the bedside lamp and leaned over to look at the little bamboo shoot.

Shen Xiuzhu checked the baby's diapers, they had just changed to new ones before going to bed, and they didn't urinate or pull.

Little Bamboo Shoot's eyes were dim with tears, and he hadn't fully woken up yet, so he must have had a nightmare.Shen Xiuzhu held the baby in his arms and dangled, coaxing softly: "Dad is here, open your eyes and see, Dad is watching over you."

Little Bamboo Shoot woke up crying, still twitching, with fat and short fingers catching father's hair that grew to his ears.

"What about brother?" Shen Xiuzhu was worried.

Zhuang Xing also held his son's little feet in distress. The child didn't understand anything at a young age, and he could only coax him when he was scared. There was no better way.

"I'll hug him, you sleep for a while." Zhuang Xing stretched out his hand, but Little Bamboo Shoot didn't want to.

The little bamboo shoot huddled, protesting in its mouth: "Hmm!...Hmph..."

There was no other way, so Shen Xiuzhu had no choice but to take off Xiaozhusun's clothes, stuffed his naked son into his vest, and walked around the bed with his son in his arms.

The little bamboo shoot was lying in his father's arms against the skin, looking listless, his big wet eyes kept blinking, but as soon as his father hugged him and lay down, he hummed like a pig.

Dad's warm skin soothed the little bamboo shoot, his two little claws hung weakly by his side, his two chubby legs clamped around Dad's waist, and he lay tightly in his arms.

Shen Xiuzhu walked up and down holding the little bamboo shoot, bowing his head and kissing his little furry head from time to time.

Fortunately, the small head of the little bamboo shoot couldn't bear the sleepiness, and it was so comfortable to be coaxed by my father. After an hour, I accidentally fell asleep.

For several nights in a row, the little bamboo shoot woke up crying in the middle of the night, went to the hospital for an examination, and was healthy enough, so he could only be hugged home and coaxed.

In September, relevant departments raided the bridge construction site, praised the safety measures of the project, and made it to the local news, which really gave Zhuang Xing's company a wave of free positive publicity.

That night when Zhuang Xiang came home from get off work, he saw the new toy car his wife Liu Xiaoxiang bought for his son. He was moved and put the toy car back into the cardboard box.

3-year-old Xiao Yingda held her hands and cried loudly, Liu Xiaoxiang hugged her son distressedly, "What are you doing?"

Zhuang Xiang ignored his wife and said to his mother, Lou Xue: "Mom, you can find a day to send that son Xiao Xing. If you have nothing to do at home, walk around more and do a little favor for others."

Lou Xue didn't care. After that time, she hadn't been to her siblings' house for a month, so she asked, "Why send it away?"

"Zhuang Feisheng is the manager! We were careless, that kid actually knows how to speculate." Zhuang Xiang was in a hurry. A person who had never studied in college and worked on a construction site was promoted faster than him, so he slapped him in the face.

For the sake of her son, Lou Xue must be willing to give up. The next day, she went to Li Lanxin's house with a toy car, and happened to meet Li Lanxin pushing a small bamboo shoot home.

Lou Xue: "Where did the siblings come from?"

Little Bamboo Shoot's two fat claws are tightly holding a passion fruit, the fruit has a thick skin, and his upper front teeth are protruding, but he can't chew it, so it can only be used as a teeth grinding exercise.

Regular checkups, the doctor said that the bone density of the small bamboo shoots was not up to standard, and it was recommended to take the baby to the sun, so Li Lanxin would take the small bamboo shoots for a walk in the street every afternoon.

If it rains one day and can't go out, he will shout in a small voice on the second floor of the small house, and won't go home when he is less than one year old, alas.

As the saying goes, people who stretch out their hands and don't hit smiling faces are relatives anyway, Li Lanxin replied politely: "I went to the park for a walk, is my sister-in-law looking for something?"

"Oh, what, my Xiang'er bought a small car for Yingda, and bought one for my younger brother by the way, and I will send it to you."

Li Lan didn't say anything, and Mrs. Wu didn't dare to pick it up. She opened the door and entered the yard with a vegetable basket.

Lou Xue understood that the adults were angry, so she knelt down and showed the cardboard box containing the toy cars to Xiaozhusun, "Little Zhusun, your uncle bought you a car, look..."

At the beginning, the little bamboo shoot pouted and looked at the passion fruit in his hand, but now he couldn't help but be attracted by the red cardboard box, "Ah... ah..."

Li Lanxin bent down to pick up the little bamboo shoot, and said with a smile, "Thank you grandma, little bamboo shoot, we are still young! We can't ride in the car, and if we fall again, grandma will die of heartache. "

The conversation between the two sisters-in-law is not speculative, but there is something in the conversation.In the end, Lou Xue didn't even enter the house of his younger siblings, and went back in despair.

Protecting cubs is the instinct of all women. Li Lanxin married a good husband and gave birth to two promising sons. She is also capable, so she doesn't need to look at anyone's face.

It was my grandson who fell, you don't feel sorry for me.Since you don't even want me to ask, then we have nothing else to say.