Play Nice

Chapter 493 493: About having a child, Jing Zhao shakes

Jing Zhao and Shang Ling came out of the supermarket and met Chen Yedu and Qin Xiang at the elevator door.

Qin Xiang invited Shang Lingling to go to the mother and baby shop together, and Chen Yedu and Jing Zhao were talking outside the shop.

"The approval of the radio and television has been approved, and someone from CCTV contacted me last week and said that they want to broadcast the documentary of the funeral home in the eight sets."

Last week, Jing Zhaoren was abroad and missed domestic calls, so CCTV found Chen Yedu.

"How did you get back?"

Chen Yedu looked inside the mother and baby shop: "Let them find you."

Jing Zhao also looked inside the store: "Are you still getting used to it?"

He asked about Chen Yedu's recent life after he lost his memory.

"good."

Jing Zhao chatted casually: "What are you busy with recently?"

"Study." And accompany Qin Xiang.

"Learn what?"

Chen Yedu said: "Directing and photography."

He can only learn by himself, he can never go back to study.Fortunately, his body still has muscle memory, and it is not very difficult to pick up the ability to eat again.

"I know a little bit about directing and photography." Jing Zhao didn't look at Chen Yedu, he was a little careless, "If you have professional problems, you can come to me."

It's too much like a conversation between elders and juniors.

Chen Yedu was not very happy, the age on his ID card was four years older than Jing Zhao.

Jing Zhao suddenly turned his head and set his eyes on Chen Yedu.

Being looked at by men like this, Chen Yedu felt uncomfortable: "Why are you looking at me?"

Jing Zhao was looking at his hat. He shaved his hair before surgery, so it's not surprising that he wears a hat. What's strange is that he wears a pink hat.

If it was the former Chen Yedu, he would rather be bald than wear a pink hat.

The pink suits him quite well, and it seems that he is not as mournful as before. The 31-year-old "senior" suddenly has a more youthful feeling, which is not contrary to harmony.

Jing Zhao boasted, "The hat is pretty."

Chen Yedu didn't answer, he lifted his foot and entered the mother and baby shop.

He took a cart and put all the things Qin Xiang had picked into the cart. He pushed the cart and walked behind, but couldn't get a word in. When Qin Xiang was undecided, he would ask the business leader.

The two girls were having a good time walking around.

Qin Xiang originally came to buy milk powder for pregnant women, but the baby's clothes were too good-looking, so she couldn't hold back and picked a bunch of them, both pink and blue.

The clerk of the mother and baby shop found that the man at the door had not come in, and walked over: "Sir, won't you come in and have a look?"

Jing Zhao shook his head and stood by the window. No one went in, and his eyes kept chasing after Shang Lingling.

Are you so happy to help other people's children choose clothes?She kept laughing.

He remembered their last argument.If she had a child, would she still agree with the burial method?
What Qin Xiang bought meets the delivery standards, and the clerk in the store will deliver it to the door.After coming out of the mother and baby shop, Qin Xiang and Chen Yedu had to go to the supermarket to buy things, and Shang Lingling and Jing Zhao went back first.

It was almost 09:30, and the traffic in the supermarket was much less.

Chen Yedu pushed the cart and walked beside Qin Xiang: "You have a good relationship with Shang Lingling?"

Qin Xiang's stomach has grown, but it's not very big, but she always holds her lower abdomen habitually when she walks, and she walks slower than before.

It was wrapped in Chen Yedu's hand, but she didn't take anything in her hand: "Well, the person leading her is very good. She is my best friend in the funeral home."

People are particularly nice?

In Chen Yedu's memory, Shang Lingling was a little devil.

When passing by the product promotion stand, Qin Xiang stopped and took a bag of pistachios in a simple package from above.

At this time, one old and one young man walked to the promotion table.

The boy stared at the bag of pistachios in Qin Xiang's hand: "Grandma, I want that pistachio."

The boy should be seven or eight years old and wear a pair of glasses.

The old lady doted on her grandson very much, and immediately asked Qin Xiang to ask for it: "Give this bag of pistachios to my grandson."

The old lady's tone was so natural that it didn't sound very polite.

Qin Xiang didn't really want to give in, but he didn't want to be embarrassed: "There are also pistachios on the shelf behind this one."

There was only a part of it on the promotion table, and the bag in Qin Xiang's hand was the only one left on the promotion table.

The boy should have been doted on by his family and was very arrogant: "I like the cards in this bag, and I want this bag."

There is a raster card of an animated character in the packaging of this pistachio. Recently, many children are collecting the cards in it.

Qin Xiang was hesitant to let him go. She didn't collect cards, but the attitude of her grandparents and grandchildren was not very good.

"We want this bag too." Chen Yedu helped Qin Xiang decide not to.

The boy was furious: "Grandma!"

When the old lady saw that her grandson was anxious, she immediately raised her eyebrows and said, "It's useless if you want the cards in it. This bag is for my grandson, and you can go and get it later."

Qin Xiang thought about it, forget it, leave it to the children.

Just as she stretched out her hand, Chen Yedu pulled her along with the pistachio to his side.Who wouldn't play a temper, he smiled coldly: "Unfortunately, I also like the cards in it."

The child stamped his feet in anger: "Grandma!"

The old lady glanced at Chen Yedu, then turned her head to coax her grandson: "Bear bear, let's go to the back shelf to find something like this."

The child is not happy: "No, I want this!"

It looks like he hasn't been beaten.

Chen Yedu squeezed his fist and snorted, "No." Qin Xiang of his family got it first, so why let it go.

The child was instantly crying and kicked wildly at the promotion stand.

The old lady couldn't coax her grandson, so she scolded yin and yang in a strange way: "You two adults still grab pistachios with a child, I'm not ashamed."

The air pressure on Chen Yedu's body slowly dropped.

Qin Xiang pulled him, not wanting him to quarrel with others.

He didn't make a fuss. He tore open the pistachio's package on the spot, took out the grating card inside, and broke it slowly: "Who said I'm an adult? I'm just old."

14 years old, no more.

The old lady opposite: "..."

Chen Yedu threw the broken card into the trash can next to him, and walked swaggeringly past the grandparents and grandson with Qin Xiang in his arms.

The old lady rolled her eyes angrily.

The boy cried and cried.

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