Chapter 700

The mother's happiness in the second half of her life has been settled, and Zhu Qianying is very happy. That night, she cooks a sumptuous dinner by herself, and waits for the father and son to come back to have a good meal.

It is said that the mood of the chef will affect the taste of the dishes. These days, they basically eat the meals made by Zhu Qianying himself. The mouths of the two of them have been raised very much, but even so, tonight's table dishes are still shaking their heads. Mouth full of oil.

"Mum, what are you cooking tonight? It's delicious!"

Even Young Master Yan, who usually eats regularly and quantitatively, made an exception tonight and ate half a bowl of rice too much.

"Yeah, did something good happen?"

Yan Shao couldn't help being curious, but he was obviously more insightful than the little guy.

"Ha... Sure enough, I can't hide it from you!" Zhu Qianying beamed with joy.

The recent good things really happened one after another, of course, the case of Bai Shao's mother and daughter was an exception.

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at her quietly, waiting for her to reveal.

"Zaizai, don't you really want to be called Grandpa Luo? Soon, you will get your wish." Zhu Qianying rubbed Zaizai's head with a smile.

"Oh yeah! Did Grandpa Luo finally propose?"

The little guy's question fully revealed the desire in his heart.

"That's right, but I have to wait for my mother-in-law to participate in the Perfect Food Fair to get the certificate. Now Zaizai can't be called grandpa!" Zhu Qianying kindly reminded her son.

"I know, I can call secretly..."

Zhu Qianying laughed out loud, doesn't that mean she didn't say anything?
"Leave him alone. Anyway, he is willing to call you grandpa, and the one who listens is also willing to listen, so that's fine."

In Yan Shao's view, it's just a title, it's OK if both parties like it.

"Daddy is right, as long as Grandpa Luo likes to listen, then there is no problem, right?"

Zhu Qianying knew that she couldn't hold back the father and son, so she was too lazy to insist on this issue, so she asked about Zaizai's school in the past two days.

"It's all good..."

Zaizai said something perfunctory absent-mindedly, took a few more mouthfuls of rice, and then suddenly remembered something.

"Oh... By the way, Mommy, the school told me to go on a trip next Monday, do you want to go?"

Zizai has grown up, and he has known and contacted the school in the past few months. As for the school trip once every semester, he has no idea what it is.

But Zhu Qianying is a native of L city, of course she knows what it is.

"Of course I'm going!"

Zaizai tilted his head and asked curiously, "Are you going to play with Daddy and Mommy?"

He only thought that it was a parent-child activity.

"Silly boy, that's not going with Daddy and Mommy, but with teachers and classmates."

Zizai tilted his head and thought for a while, "Hmm... It seems interesting to think about it, so let's go..."

The young master, who was confirmed, ran out to take out his schoolbag after dinner, took out the inside, and finally took out a notice, and ran back again, "Hey, Mommy, are you agreeing to the letter?" Sign your name."

After handing the notice to Zhu Qianying, he didn't hold a piece of paper with unknown content in his hand, hesitated for a while, and finally handed the paper to Young Master Yan, "Daddy, give me the money!"

Yan Shao picked it up and took a look. On the top of this piece of paper was written a payment notice.

This kid, let Mommy sign the consent form, and he, the father, will be responsible for the payment part.

So, he regarded his mother as the head of the family who made up his mind, and then regarded his father as the cash machine who was only responsible for paying, right?
"Don't you have a red envelope and pocket money?" Yan Shao teased the little guy, and glanced at the amount column at the bottom of the notice.

However, only a few hundred dollars.

"Daddy, how can you do this?"

Zaizai's frugality and temperament have actually penetrated into his bones. Even though he now knows that he is the young master of a rich family, he still takes his red envelopes and pocket money very seriously.

Except for Zhu Qianying, no one can cheat him for a dollar to spend.

After Zhu Qianying signed the consent form, she heard her son's indignant questioning, thinking that the amount of travel was a sky-high amount, but when she looked at it, it was only a few hundred yuan. For the little guy who spends money, in fact, it's a small amount.

"Baby, it's not much, it's okay to use your own pocket money!" Zhu Qianying also echoed and teased him.

The little guy curled his lips and said, "No, that's my pocket money!"

Seeing his persistence, Zhu Qianying couldn't help asking, "Baby, you already have a lot of pocket money, isn't it nothing to spend a few hundred yuan? Didn't it mean, what kind of beloved baby are you looking at?"

The little guy didn't look at her, he stared at the table and thought for a while before muttering in a low voice.

"Air tickets are expensive..."

Hearing this, Zhu Qianying realized that the baby son didn't really let go of anything these days, but just changed the way.

Right now, he is thinking about going to find Bai Xiaolu, and for this reason, he started saving money for air tickets.

After figuring it out, Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing that his parents didn't make a sound, Zaizai thought that his parents really wouldn't give him money, so he jumped down on the sofa and said angrily, "I'll ask my mother-in-law for money..."

Yan Shao grabbed him and pointed to the bag on the locker, "Daddy's wallet is in the bag, baby go get it yourself!"

The little guy looked depressed, and immediately let go, jumped and ran over, dug in Yan Shao's bag for a while, found the wallet, and took out a few cards from it.

Yan Shao thought that he would probably get a little more.

Unexpectedly, the little guy ran back and handed the money in front of him, "Daddy, count it, it's just right!"

Yan Shao took the money and counted it, and sure enough, it was exactly the same as the amount on the payment notice.

This kid is sometimes too honest.

"Isn't it said here that you should bring some pocket money properly? Take it yourself as much as you want."

Zaizai showed joy on his face, and happily ran back to draw two Red Bulls, "Daddy, can I take two hundred as pocket money?"

In Yan Shao's eyes, these hundreds and thousands are really small change, but the little guy seems to have received a lot of favors. After collecting the money, he obediently climbed onto the sofa and beat his waist and shoulders for Young Master Yan.

In his words, he doesn't take pocket money for nothing.

The implication is to use labor to offset pocket money.

Naturally, Young Master Yan would not refuse his precious son's attentions. Zaizai's days of being so innocent and easy to deceive probably won't be too many. Let's work on him while he is still a little ignorant. He, I'm afraid it will be very difficult.

In addition, he has been sleeping on his own bed for the past few days, so he has to pay some rent, or something like mental damage fee!
(End of this chapter)

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