Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 429
Gun Gun let out a loud howl, crying so hard that the mountains were falling apart and the earth was cracking, but Mr. Song's heart ached so badly, he immediately threw his crutches, took a step forward, and coaxed distressedly: "Gun Gun baby~"

"Why are you crying so sad?"

"Did Dad make you unhappy?"

"He's bad! Let's just stop playing with him in the future."

"Come on, grandpa hug."

After speaking, Mr. Song glared at Song Zhicheng fiercely, and scolded, "You are such a big man, you are already a father, why can't you even take care of a child?"

Song Zhicheng listened to his grandfather's scolding, his son's deafening cry, without blinking his eyes, with a solemn face, he calmly put his son down from his neck, hugged him to his chest, stretched out a hand and gently Pat Rolling on the back.

How can a baby not love to cry?Gun Gun also likes to cry, but Gun Gun is very easy to coax, and he is not a bad-tempered child. Usually, if Song Zhicheng coaxes him a little, Gun Gun will stop crying.

However, Gun Gun didn't buy into his father's account at all today, with a pair of bright black and round eyes, he cried like a peach after a while.

When You Qian went out to film, what she hated the most was her grandfather and son Gun Gun who stayed at home. Now both of them are in front of her eyes. Seeing Gun Gun playing happily on Song Zhicheng's shoulder, You Qian wanted to help her grandfather back and wait for everyone After settling down, make out with Gun Gun.

Now, Gun Gun is crying so sadly, as a mother, You Qian, of course, is very distressed.

Song Zhicheng patted Gun Gun's back and coaxed him, Gun Gun was unhappy, tilted his head and shrunk his mouth, so he didn't accept his father's coaxing.

Mr. Song threw away his crutches, and immediately opened his arms, wanting to take the baby Rolling over and hug him. Rolling head shook his head like a rattle drum, his big tears fell down, and his red rabbit-like eyes stared tearfully at him. Looking at You Qian, it seems that she is saying that she wants to be hugged by her mother.

You Qian's heart softened, and he opened his arms towards Gun Gun.

Seeing this, I immediately forgot to cry. I stepped on Song Zhicheng's elbow with my fat leg, exerted all my strength, and kicked it hard. With this kick, I huffed and moved forward. Jumping up, he got into You Qian's arms in an instant. The speed was so fast that Song Zhicheng and You Qian almost failed to complete the handover work, so they didn't let their chubby son fall down.

You Qian hurriedly hugged Gun Gun firmly, and as soon as Gun Gun entered her arms, she immediately felt a heavy weight.

Her precious son, I haven't seen her for a while, he has gained two catties, right?

You Qian worriedly asked: "Gun Gun is so fat, is it all right?"

Hearing this, Old Man Song laughed and said, "Where is my Gun Gun getting fat? Not fat at all, children should look as strong and chubby as Gun Gun, to be healthy."

When Gun Gun was born, he weighed more than six catties. He is a child with a good appetite. He is not picky about food. He eats, eats and sleeps every day. By the time of the full moon, he will soon grow to ten catties.Now, he has a round face and a round body, just like a boy in a New Year picture.

Grandpa's explanation did not appease You Qian's mother's heart at all.

Song Zhicheng said in a low voice: "There is a doctor watching at home, so there is no problem." Then, Song Zhicheng patiently condensed what the doctor said, and then explained it to You Qian.

In fact, Gun Gun is just milk fat now.

You Qian was just worrying blindly, of course she also knew that there was a doctor at home, so naturally her son would not have any problems.

Here, Gun Gun finally ran into his mother's arms, stopped crying immediately, and grinned at You Qian.

That serious little face, which looked like Song Zhicheng's, was carved out of a mold, but when he smiled, it was so bright that You Qian's heart softened in a mess.

But at this time, the heavy feeling in her arms, to You Qian, was not a burden, but a sense of fulfillment of owning the whole world.

You Qian couldn't help but kissed Gun Gun's cheek.

Gun Gun groaned, and kissed You Qian's cheek with his small red mouth.

You Qian couldn't help it, and then kissed again.

Gun Gun pursed his small mouth, ahhh kiss back.

So, mother and son, in front of Song Zhicheng and Mr. Song, unscrupulously played the game of you kiss me, I kiss you.Song Zhicheng has a serious face, he is usually serious and serious, and outsiders can't see how he feels at this time.

But Mr. Song is completely different.

Old Man Song had a sour look on his face, and he said sourly: "Gun Gun is just like his father, he is also a stinky kid. I don't want my great-grandfather anymore, so I just kiss my mother."

You Qian reached out and rubbed her son's drool-stained cheek, and couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "Grandpa, let's go back early."

Mr. Song: "Alright then."

Now that his son was carried by You Qian, Song Zhicheng bent down, picked up the cane that his grandfather threw on the ground, and took the initiative to help him up.

The family of four re-entered the private jet, fastened the seat belts on You Qian and Gun Gun, Song Zhicheng's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, he looked at her deeply, and said softly: "The hotel is too noisy, it is not suitable for Grandpa is self-cultivating. I have asked someone to clean up the house here. In the past few days, after you finish filming, I will ask someone to pick you up to live here."

For some reason, being looked at by Song Zhicheng like this, You Qian blushed suddenly, she lowered her head slightly, and whispered, "Yeah."

The corners of Song Zhicheng's lips curled up, and he said softly, "I will also work here in the past few days."

Hearing this, You Qian raised her eyes to look at him.

Song Zhicheng fixed his eyes on her and asked, "You, don't you want me to come?"

A week ago, Grandpa proposed to visit You Qian's crew. At that time, before Song Zhicheng confessed his feelings to You Qian, he had started planning the trip to the crew.

Now that the old and the young in the family have all come to the city where his wife is filming, Song Zhicheng feels that there is no need for him to stay at home alone.

You Qian blushed and said softly, "Yes."

Due to her nervousness, she unconsciously patted Rolling's back with her hands. When she spoke, her voice was extremely low. If Song Zhicheng hadn't paid close attention, she would have almost missed her answer.

When Song Zhicheng heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Mr. Song sat on the other side, pretending that he didn't hear what they said.

After flying for about 15 minutes, the plane landed in a quiet small courtyard. The architectural style of this courtyard is designed to imitate the classical Chinese courtyard.

During this period, Gun Gun was nestled in his mother's arms, sleeping very soundly.

Before getting off the plane, Song Zhicheng helped his grandfather out first, then took his sleeping son from You Qian's hand and carried him off the plane.

On the plane, Song Zhicheng told You Qian that this courtyard was Song Zhicheng's grandmother's favorite place to stay, and Song Zhicheng's entire childhood was also spent in this place.

Since Grandma Song passed away, Song Zhicheng and Mr. Song never set foot in this place again.

The yard is still clean and tidy at this time.

Mr. Song stood in this uniquely landscaped courtyard, with a gloomy look in his eyes, he sighed softly, and said, "Zhicheng, it's been so many years since your grandma passed away."

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(End of this chapter)