Emperor Jin's hidden marriage sweet wife

Chapter 398 398 Are You Reasonable For Robbing My Wife? (one more)
After Qiao Haihan's matter was resolved, the police also closed the case.

Wen Shuyun is naturally fine, and Lin Anling bears all the responsibilities, but he is already a dead person, so the verdict is not important anymore.

The production team was on vacation for half a month, and Wen Shuyun made food for the little guy every day.

Pastries that melt in the mouth, cakes, and some children's meals, anyway, the little guy circles around her every day, and likes her mother a little more.

Just like now.

Wen Shuyun was baking pastries, which were biscuits for him. The little guy crawled to the kitchen, reached her feet, and grabbed her legs. He was able to stand up, but he still couldn't stand firmly. He had to move his hands Grab your mother's leg.

Then I learned new skills, hugging my mother's legs and leaning on my mother's legs will be more supportive.

Wen Shuyun was extremely helpless, "Baby, mother like you can't walk."

She was afraid that he would fall when she moved, so she could only stay where she was, but the little guy still tilted his head, grinned at her, grabbed her head and walked to the other side, let go of one hand, and the fleshy hand was facing her Stretch.

Looking at her with clear and innocent eyes, she said excitedly, "@%￥%..."

Wen Shuyun smiled, and looked down at him, "If you have milk, you are a mother, right?"

These days, he has been making food for him. Seeing her in the kitchen, the little guy stretched out his hand towards her.

After the little guy let go of one hand, he couldn't stand still. Seeing that his mother didn't give it to him, he muttered birdsong, and stretched his hand a little higher. As a result, he became unstable and fell to the ground.

The kitchen is covered with blankets, and she is not afraid that he will hurt from falling, Wen Shuyun shook her head, "Wait for mom, it's not good yet."

The little guy crawled again, surrounded her, grabbed her legs and stood up slowly, hugged both legs, and stood and leaned on his mother's legs. He was patient, and he didn't know how long he was tired Sit down, then stand up again.

The person is too short, not as tall as the cabinet, and Wen Shuyun is not worried that he will be hit, but just said softly, "Be careful, Dudu, don't fall."

"Yeah." The little guy fiddled with his head, but he couldn't find what his mother was talking about.

Yu Qiufeng looked at the mother and son and didn't care about it. Every time Jin Yongyi made her cute, she wished she could hold it in her heart. Jin Sheng had the same thoughts as hers. They were just two people who were not used to life in big cities. For this little guy, stay here to grow flowers and vegetables every day, happy and comfortable.

There was probably only one person in the family who couldn't get used to it. Jin Shaoyu was wearing black home clothes. When he walked down, he saw the little ghost pestering her wife and throwing all the toys aside. He squinted his eyes, feeling very upset.

Wen Shuyun has already seen him, "A Yu."

"En." He walked over, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"I made you cookies." She smiled.

Before he was happy, she pushed him away, picked up the little guy, and kissed, "Mom, wash your hands for Dudu, and then give us a cake for Dudu, okay?"

The little guy had already seen the pastries in his small bowl, so he leaned over and kissed Wen Shuyun, obediently asking his mother to wash his hands.

Jin Shaoyu: "..."

His mood is a little not beautiful.

It's a pity that Wen Shuyun didn't have a strong sense of survival, so she turned around and stuffed the little guy into his arms, "Ah Yu, take the baby to the living room, don't let him grab things with his hands, so as not to get dirty, I'll make some milk powder for him. "

He picked up the little guy with one hand, it was a chubby ball with bulging cheeks, the other was struggling constantly, he walked over in a few steps, put him on the blanket, stretched out his hand and pinched his face.

Soft and smooth, she tugged again, "Little devil, sit down obediently."

The little guy frowned, turned his head, and looked unhappy.

"Is it reasonable for you to snatch my wife?" Jin Shaoyu looked at him, no matter whether the other party could understand or not, "It's too late!"

The little guy turned his head to look at him again, and stretched out his hand to hit him.

Children don't have any emotional control. They cry when they are unhappy, and they will when they are happy. If they make him unhappy, they will bite you if they hit you. They are still teething at this time, and they will bite if you don't provoke him.

Jin Shaoyu's face turned dark all of a sudden, the little guy seemed to be frightened, he shrank his neck and didn't dare to move.

Wen Shuyun came over, and the little guy slowly relaxed his face, but the other party had already seen it, and came over to look at Jin Shaoyu, frowning, "Ayu, don't scare the baby, he will be scared, it's easy to leave him alone." Shade."

Jin Shaoyu slandered in his heart: You still left me psychologically traumatized by talking to him like this.

But on the surface, he was still a father, and said softly, "I didn't scare him."

She looked at him a few more times, clearly not believing her, but she didn't continue talking, and gave the little guy a small bowl, which contained the biscuits she had just tested, specially made for children, and the total was only three yuan. Give him milk.

The little guy was so happy, he forgot the unhappiness just now.

After watching him for a while, Wen Shuyun took out the cookies made for Jin Shaoyu and left some for the two old people.

The atmosphere was good, the little guy was eating his pastry carefully, the cartoon was on the TV, he was sitting quietly, Wen Shuyun was busy, let Jin Shaoyu take care of it, the father and son were sitting, one was reading the newspaper, the other was eating thing.

Very harmonious.

Wen Shuyun also took a special photo of her back.

Not long after she left, the little guy picked up the last biscuit in the bowl, looked at his father, and the chubby stretched out his hand, so that he could give him a taste.

Jin Shaoyu looked at the biscuit that appeared in front of him, his hands were still full of saliva, not to mention disgusting, it seemed to be the pattern of a little bear, and Wen Shuyun was the only one who could put so much effort into coaxing him, which was put on him before.

Don't eat.

The little guy moved towards him again, and the little hand got closer, "@￥%..."

Nodding while talking, Dameng looked at him, those eyes were exactly like Wen Shuyun, clear and bright, he thought about it, compromised, forget it, whoever said this is his little boy, at least it was born by his beloved woman.

Leaning over, he took a bite to save face.

Eh... It smells like milk, he really dislikes it, but it's rare for the little guy to be so generous, so he has to give him a compliment, right?Just as he was about to boast, the little guy stared at the half-eaten biscuit in his hand, froze for a moment, his face changed suddenly, and burst into tears with a "wow".

It's so pitiful, it's like being bullied miserably.

"Ah, woo, woo..." He looked at the small piece of biscuit left in his hand, and became more and more sad. Not only did he cry loudly, but tears fell one by one.

Jin Shaoyu was frightened, Wen Shuyun hurried over and said anxiously, "What's wrong?"

The little guy pointed at Jin Shaoyu, looked at the biscuit in his hand, continued to cry violently, and wanted to reach out to hit his father, but Wen Shuyun quickly stopped him and looked at Jin Shaoyu, "Ah Yu, are you going to grab the baby's biscuits?"

"I…"

"Wow..." The little guy fell into his mother's arms and glared at him, extremely angry.

Dad is too much, and mother always takes a small bite.

Jin Shaoyu suddenly felt tired. This was the worst time he had ever been blamed, and his tone was helpless, "No, he fed me and accidentally bit too much."

Wen Shuyun looked at the little biscuit left in the little guy's hand, feeling helpless, the little guy was out of his mind, how could he bite so many, he could only hug and coddle her, her head hurts too much, a baby plus a giant baby?
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In the evening, night fell.

Qing Yi got off work a little late today, had a meeting for a few hours, then returned to the office and went downstairs with her bag.

He was blocked by Song Qian in the parking garage.

"What are you doing?" Qing Yi frowned as he looked at Song Qian who was leaning against her car.

"Qingyi, have you had enough trouble? When will you get engaged?" Song Qian didn't make any detours, and spoke bluntly, with impatience in his words. He is already so old. If he and Qing get married early, the board of directors will be more stable. , Moreover, Mrs. Song's health is not good, so she should get married and have children earlier.

"Isn't what I said clear enough last time?" She became displeased when she heard it, "If you are in a hurry to get married, you can go find someone else, don't look for me, I won't get engaged to you, I have a boyfriend!"

How many times do you have to say it?

"Boyfriend?" Song Qian raised his eyebrows and sneered, "The doctor? Are you sure that's not your little milk dog?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" She was angry, "Clean my mouth."

"You like this type? Spending money to raise him to dream of love?" He squinted at Qing Yi, "I went to the hospital to see him the other day, isn't he just a doctor? Qing Yi, do you think you are eighteen? Wake up Can you wake up? I don’t know how old you are? An old leftover girl, he will pat his ass and leave in a few years, what about you? Who will you marry?"

He was about to get engaged, but now that he has made such a move, Song Qian is also very angry.

Qing Yi looks shrewd and capable, why is he acting like an idiot in such a matter?

love?

Don't be funny, okay?That is a luxury. Apart from love, life has more fun.

"None of your business?" Qing Yi was completely annoyed, and pushed him away, "I won't marry you even if I become a nun!"

With so much strength, Song Qian staggered a few steps before standing still, turned his head and just cursed, "You crazy..."

The other party directly dumped him with a look of car exhaust.

Song Qian's face was livid, and he had nowhere to vent his anger. He punched the car next to him, and his facial features were distorted in pain.

In the car, Qing Yi also felt bad.

She will continue to speed up the car. She didn't feel aggrieved before, but now she feels terribly aggrieved.

This society is full of discrimination against older leftover women. Even her parents think that she should get married at this age, and people around her also talk about her privately. Why?

She doesn’t quite understand it. Of course, some people will use physical reasons. 30 years old is an older mother, and 25 is the best time to have a child, and the recovery is quicker. So if you don’t marry at 25, you are a leftover woman. The more it depreciates, waiting to be picked by men.

The value of a woman is to have children?Marry yourself hastily and pass on the family?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She hadn't considered this issue before, but now she is very opposed to it. Living in a mess, not to mention marrying love, at least marry someone she wants to live with, right?
　I am hardworking winter, hardworking winter, good morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)