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Chapter 340 Zaizai is a Little Tyrant

Zhu Qianying has been back for so long, and has been reluctant to set foot in the corners of Yan's house, because maybe wherever she goes, it will bring back some old memories.

But her son excitedly tugged at her, saying that he wanted to see the little bird's nest, and she didn't want to spoil his interest, so she followed him to the woods.

There are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in this forest. Five years ago, these sweet-scented osmanthus trees were small saplings that only reached her shoulders. Now, these sweet-scented osmanthus trees have dense branches and leaves.

Presumably, when it comes to the flowering period, the fragrance of this large osmanthus will fill the garden.

In her mind, in the few days of harmony and love after marriage, one day after dinner, the young master Yanda, who had always been busy with daily affairs, offered to take a walk with her. The two walked here. Very curious.

"Young Master Yan, does Dad like sweet-scented osmanthus or Mom likes it? There are so many of them..."

"It's mom!"

"That's great. In July and August, the sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms. You can pick some of them and use them to make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes!"

"You can do it?"

"Of course, don't look at who my mother is?"

"Well, make it for me then!"

"it is good!"

At that time, I was so cute and silly, I called my mother immediately after walking back, and wrote down a bunch of essentials for making sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, but I didn't expect that those essentials would no longer be useful.

Or, to be more precise, the good intentions of impatiently pleasing the one you love are gone.

"Mommy, Mommy, look, the little bird is up there!"

The little guy's crisp cry brought Zhu Qianying back to reality, she raised her head, and saw that there was indeed a small palm-sized bird's nest hidden on the osmanthus tree not far in front of her, under the cover of lush branches and leaves.

I have to say, the little guy has quite sharp eyes!
"Zaizai are amazing, how did you find them?"

Zhu Qianying subconsciously lowered her voice, tipped her toes slightly, and probed over to take a closer look, and she could see the two or three baby birds in the bird's nest that hadn't even grown any feathers.

"The mother bird is feeding them with worms..." Zizai said, imitating Zhu Qianying's appearance, standing on tiptoe to look at the little bird, but at his height, he couldn't see anything, so he was anxious Twist Zhu Qianying's arm gently, "Mummy, Zaizai wants to see it!"

Zhu Qianying bent down and hugged the little guy vigorously. The little guy poked his head over to take a closer look. When he saw the naked little birds, his face showed a smile and joy, but he covered his mouth with his hands. , probably, because he was afraid that he would accidentally make a sound to scare the little bird.

And the dog, which had just recovered from a cold, stood obediently at Zhu Qianying's feet, raised its head, wagged its tail, and looked at its little master eagerly.

Zhu Qianying hugged him for a while, but she couldn't bear the heavy weight, so she put the little guy down, shook her hands, pinched his upturned buttocks and teased.

"Baby, you seem to be really fat!"

Zizai didn't seem to care at all now, "Hey, Grandma said, Little Fatty is not bad either!"

Zhu Qianying snickered secretly, this little guy just can't control his mouth!
What else is the little fat pier not bad!
"Really! Grandma said, whether you are handsome or not depends on your face! Now, Zizai's face can kill all directions in seconds!" The little guy said, holding up his scissors hands and posing a cute figure towards Zhu Qianying.

Zhu Qianying was already unable to complain about her son's narcissism and arrogance. Anyway, it was definitely at a height that mortals like her could not look up to, but could only worship.

So, Zhu Qianying took her baby son and Xing Xing, who had a handsome face that killed all directions, for a stroll around the garden, and then returned to the house. As the only office worker, Young Master Yanda had already had breakfast and went to work.

"Mommy, are those lanterns going to be hung outside the gate?"

While eating breakfast, the little guy looked outside from time to time at the servant who was busy furnishing the house.

"That's right, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, so of course you have to decorate your home beautifully and celebrate it!" Mrs. Yan helped Zhu Qianying give the answer first.

This is the first time for the little guy to celebrate the Spring Festival in China, and his impression of the Spring Festival is only on New Year's Eve, when his mother-in-law will cook a lot of delicious food, and then, her mother-in-law and mommy will give him two pressure letters before going to bed. New Year's Eve red envelopes, when I wake up the next morning, I will receive two big red envelopes, other than that, I have no other superfluous impressions.

"Then tomorrow night, grandpa and grandma, will you give Zaizai new year's lucky red envelopes like mother-in-law and mommy?"

The little guy is very concerned about the red envelope, because he saw a model of a warship at his brother's place in Beijing a few days ago. He liked it very much, but he knew that it must be very expensive, so he didn't plan to ask Mommy for it. .

Now, he began to think in his heart, if his grandparents, mother-in-law and mommy gave him a red envelope, plus the red envelope promised to him by his father who didn't seem so annoying recently, the battleship model could be bought together ,that would be nice!

He doesn't know at all, not to mention the net worth of his father, Young Master Yanda, his own total asset value calculated from the pile of shares that his grandparents secretly donated to him a while ago is already compared to that of many rich people. There is still money!
Not to mention that in the will that the Yanbo couple revised only after he came back, he was the sole heir to the couple's existing property. After a few years, how huge the assets he owned would be. For the time being, no one can Estimate.

But these, not to mention that he didn't know about them at all, even if he really knew that he was a little local tyrant, for a child who was only four years old, those huge shares and huge inheritances were imaginary numbers, and it was not as good as he received a It is practical and exciting to seal a red envelope of hundreds or thousands of dollars.

At this moment, Yan Bo, who used to control half of the country's economic lifeline, heard his precious grandson's cute remarks, couldn't help but hugged him happily, put him on his lap and gave him a hard peck.

"Of course there is! Zaizai is our most precious treasure, how could there be no red envelopes."

When the little guy heard this, he immediately grinned, "Thank you, grandpa and grandma!" The expression on his face became even more vivid and bright.

Yan Bo was very emotional, he still remembered that when his son Yan Han grew up to such an age, he already knew that he was the young master who would inherit the family business in the future, so he didn't pay much attention to money or people. , let alone cherish and strive for.

But this little grandson is different. For him, a red envelope is enough to make him happy. This kind of simple joy and happiness, however, is something that his son, who has lived a prosperous life since he was a child, has never experienced it.

This little grandson made him, a grandfather, understand that to a child, inner wealth is much more important than money wealth.

　Third watch~~ Today is Mother's Day, I'm going to go out with my family, the rest of the updates should be updated very late, don't wait deliberately, save it for tomorrow.mwah!

　　
　　
　
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