Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 982 The ghost is very clever

Knowing that Su Changjiang had something to say, they each found a place to sit down.

Su Changjiang picked up the bamboo fan on the coffee table and fanned the little guy.

"Grandpa, eat." The little guy pointed to the fruit plate on the coffee table.

"That one is too hard, you can't eat it." Su Changjiang looked in the direction of the little guy's finger and immediately frowned.

The peach is full, the apricot hurts, and the dead are buried under the plum tree.

Because of this, the Su family has never fed plums to the little guy.

"Grandpa, eat." The little guy pointed to the honeydew plums in the fruit plate, and then pointed to Su Changjiang.

"Grandpa doesn't want to eat." Su Changjiang looked pleased.

The curvature of the corners of the mouth is even more difficult to suppress.

As expected of him, he is a descendant of the old Su family. At such a young age, he knows that he feels sorry for his grandfather.

"Eat!" The little guy puffed up his face and had a determined attitude.

"Okay, okay, grandpa, eat it." Su Changjiang didn't like eating plums very much. He always felt they were too sour and would hurt his teeth if he ate too much. But he couldn't stand his good grandson Xiaoshun, so he picked up one and took a bite.

The moment the juice melted in his mouth, Su Changjiang's eyes lit up.

The flesh is delicate and smooth, with a moderately sweet and slightly sour taste.

"These plums taste good!" Su Changjiang tasted them carefully and nodded.

"I asked someone to help bring them. If you think they taste good, I'll ask someone to bring some back." Su Ziyu grabbed two from the fruit plate and handed one to his wife and the other to Zhang Fengxia.

"Then ask someone to bring more and send some to Zhihuan and her grandparents." Su Changjiang finished one in two mouthfuls.

Seeing that Su Changjiang's hand was empty, the little guy pointed to the fruit plate again.

The meaning is obvious, let Su Changjiang eat.

Su Changjiang felt so sweet in his heart!
If Bee Sugar Plum is eighty sweet, then his sweet grandson is very sweet.

"Good boy." Zhang Fengxia called out sourly, feeling ignored and left out.

Hearing Zhang Fengxia calling him, the little guy raised his eyes and met Zhang Fengxia's gaze. He grinned at her with a small mouth.

While laughing, she pointed to the honeydew plums in the fruit plate and said, "Grandma, eat it."

"Hey!" Zhang Fengxia immediately had a smile on her face.

Shen Zhihuan: "..."

Zhang is five years old...

No more.

Seeing the little guy watching, Shen Zhihuan broke off a small piece and fed it to him.

When there was something to eat, the little guy clapped his hands happily while chewing his newly emerged baby teeth.

"Zhihuan, please feed Guaiguai less. It's not good to eat too much of this food." Su Changjiang warned worriedly.

"Hey!" Shen Zhihuan responded with a smile.

Plums are actually a good fruit. They not only promote the secretion of gastric acid and digestive enzymes, promote gastrointestinal motility, aid digestion and absorption, but also promote hemoglobin regeneration and prevent anemia.

But the little guy is too small and really not suitable for eating too much.

Seeing the little guy pouting, obviously still wanting to eat, Shen Zhihuan smiled and tapped the little guy's round belly.

"You can't eat any more. If you eat any more, your stomach will be mushy."

The little guy lowered his head and glanced at his swollen belly, and then heard his mother say that he would eat something to eat later, and his attention was instantly diverted.

"Goofy!" The little guy's black grape-like eyes were bright.

While the little guy's attention was not on the fruit plate, Su Ziyu quickly put the fruit plate into the low cabinet beside him.

"It's dark and I eat mush." ​​Shen Zhihuan coaxed softly.

The little guy blinked and looked at the sky outside, then nodded obediently. Maybe the paste is really fragrant and the little one is addicted to it.

From once a day, to twice a day, to now three times a day in the morning, noon and evening.

When the time came, I watched eagerly.

The diet is not regular enough.

"Mom, come and see if this cooking pot is broken." Su Lili's anxious voice sounded from the courtyard wall.

Zhang Fengxia suddenly stood up and quickly returned to Courtyard No. 1.

The cooking pot was bought when they moved here, how could it be broken?

Zhang Fengxia left. Su Changjiang always felt uncomfortable staying here alone. He made an excuse at random and returned to No. 1 Courtyard with the little guy in his arms.

"Why is dad gone?" Shen Zhihuan glanced at the figure disappearing at the courtyard wall and asked in a low voice.

Su Ziyu put his arms around his little wife's slender waist and put her on his lap.

"My father is so old-fashioned, and you don't know it yet. He must feel uncomfortable staying with his son and daughter-in-law!"

I have to say that Su Ziyu really understood his biological father's temperament.
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In Courtyard No. 1

After confirming that the pot was really cracked, Zhang Fengxia hurriedly asked Su Lili to come to Courtyard No. 2 to get the pot and replace it.

After a period of chaos, the steamed buns on the side of the pot were finally stuck in the pot.

After dinner, return to the house.

Su Changjiang gently shook his bamboo fan and spoke slowly, "My dear, Ziyu is right. Don't look at me, he knows everything."

As soon as he heard the supporter coming, he immediately howled at the top of his lungs.

That little guy is very clever.

Regardless of Zhang Fengxia's normal behavior, Su Changjiang still has to make the final decision on major family matters.

"Don't jump out whenever something happens. Ziyu and Zhihuan are obedient biological fathers and mothers. How can they harm their own sons?!"

"Besides, Ziyu and Zhihuan don't know how to teach their own sons, even with their diplomas?!"

"You have forgotten that when you first took off your coat, your sweet grandson would grab a handful of anything he saw, regardless of whether the thing pricked his hand, whether it was hot or not, or whether it was intangible to touch. In the end, it was not Zi Yu who took that little The guy pulled it over."

If the second boy hadn't made the little guy suffer twice, how could the little guy learn to behave so quickly? !
Su Changjiang has lived for most of his life, and he has never seen any child with hands and feet as numb as this little guy.

It makes people hard to guard against.

"You're only eight months old..." Zhang Fengxia placed the enamel jar filled with water on Su Changjiang's bedside table.

"Eight months..." Su Changjiang hummed, "Is the one-year-old man across the door half as good as a governor?"

Zhang Fengxia was speechless.

The child in the house diagonally across the door is over one year old, and he still has sniffles all day long. He only eats, sleeps, or cries and doesn't know anything about anyone.

"Don't talk about others, let's talk about your brother's eldest grandson. Will he be able to speak when he is eight months old? Can he understand what adults are saying?" Su Changjiang asked again.

Zhang Fengxia: "..."

"From now on, when Ziyu and Zhihuan are in charge of their children, please don't interrupt, especially when Zhihuan is in charge of their children..."

"I know!" Zhang Fengxia interrupted Su Changjiang's words.

It really gets more verbose as I get older.

She's not a fool.

Although she didn't quite understand what the second boy said, she also knew that the child couldn't be used to it.

She didn't even think about spoiling the child.

I just feel that Guaiguai is still young, so there is no need to be so harsh on him.

"And that young man of yours, who just stares at the TV when he comes home from work and doesn't do anything serious. Find an opportunity to talk to him and ask him to watch less TV and pay more attention to his son's homework." When I think of Su Qiping The red crosses on the test paper gave Su Changjiang a headache.