Chapter 627
Chapter 648

When Grandpa Zhang teased Song Zhicheng's grandparents, Gun Gun whose name was mentioned several times, his little ears trembled. After confirming that he was talking about himself, Gun Gun rolled his round eyes around, and was finally willing to leave from the opposite camera. He raised his head and looked at Grandpa Zhang who was talking.

The girl holding the camera on the opposite side: "Oh my god! You've made a lot of money, and you actually took so many sizzling videos."

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

"Just now, Gun Gun was cooperating with me in taking pictures." After staring at Gun Gun in the camera for a while, the girl couldn't help but turn to the real Gun Gun. This girl felt so happy that she was about to pass out.

this table.

Grandpa Zhang noticed that Gun Gun was looking at him, turned to him, and asked with a smile, "Gun Gun, do you like me?"

Rolling tilted his head: "Ah~"

Grandpa Zhang smiled and said, "I like it. Do you want to go home with Grandpa Zhang?"

Rolling blink: "Ah~"

Grandpa Zhang smiled, and said seductively, "If you want, just smile at Grandpa Zhang, okay?"

After a slight pause, Grandpa Zhang stared at Rolling and smiled: "Come on, have a laugh."

laugh?
Gun Gun tilted his head and looked at Grandpa Zhang, as if he was trying to understand what he said, and then, Gun Gun grinned brightly: "Ah~"

All of a sudden, Grandpa Zhang slapped his thigh in joy, "Look! You agree! You agree! You agree!" Looking at it like this, he couldn't find Bei for a while.

The corner of Song Zhicheng's mouth twitched: "Stupid boy, forget it as a gift."

Grandpa Zhang said happily: "Look, Dad Gun Gun also agreed."

Mr. Song squinted, and quickly rolled his eyes at Song Zhicheng and his old friend Lao Zhang, and hummed: "You guys are beautiful, I'm just teasing you, I really think he can't understand what you said."

As he said that, Old Man Song raised his head, waved to Gun Gun, and said, "Gun Gun, tell Grandpa, were you coaxing this old guy to play just now?"

On Gun Gun's little face, there was a look of innocence.

Mr. Song smiled: "If yes, you can nod your head once, if not, you can shake your head twice."

Gun Gun nodded without hesitation.

Mr. Song hugged his stomach and laughed so hard that he couldn't help himself: "Look! Don't just bully me because I'm old. I'm young. I'm smart."

Grandpa Zhang: "..."

Mr. Song's tone was full of pride: "I'm pissed, but what I taught, could it be a stupid child? He can hold a spoon to eat by himself when he is less than one year old. I can walk several meters by myself... My family, Gun Gun, has been a smart child since he was a child!"

Gun Gun who was praised, seeing that he had nothing to do with himself, lowered his head, stretched out his chubby paws to grab the food on the table, reached out with his hands, but did not reach it, and continued to grab...

The dish was too far away, and the billowing hand couldn't reach it, so I could only look at the ocean and sigh, pursed my mouth, picked up the spoon to scoop up the soup in front of me, and drank it.

then……

Clang.

I saw that Gun Gun lost his grip and the spoon fell to the ground.

Mr. Song: "I'm the most stable when I roll and eat... I've never broken a spoon..."

Grandpa Zhang laughed so hard that he even patted the table: "Hahaha~ Gungun has never broken a spoon! Hahaha..."

Mr. Song said angrily: "Don't laugh at my little Gungun. Who didn't break a few bowls and spoons when they were young?"

Grandpa Zhang quickly stopped laughing, and said, "Gun Gun, are you deliberately playing against your great-grandpa? Gun Gun is really great."

Gun Gun obviously knew that Grandpa Zhang laughed at him just now, he pouted his mouth and hummed in his small mouth, then looked at You Qian, pointed at the porcelain spoon that fell to the ground and was broken into pieces, with an aggrieved look in his eyes : "Mom~"

It means that mom, I broke the bowl.

You Qian hurriedly patted Gun Gun's little head, and comforted him with a low smile: "Gun Gun is not afraid, not afraid, next time we remember to hold our hands firmly."

With a serious face, Gun Gun said, "Yes."

Then, Rolling grinned, smiled at his mother, and said sweetly: "Grandma..."

You Qian hurriedly handed the bottle to Gun Gun, Gun Gun picked it up and sucked a few mouthfuls, then looked at the broken piece on the ground, thinking sadly that he couldn't eat with a bowl like an adult, or To continue to drink grandma.

Drinking grandma's rolling, sometimes melancholy, sometimes frowning, sometimes thoughtful expression, it is like the expression of the upper body of the emperor, it is an Oscar-winning performance, and everyone's eyes are stunned for a while.

During the entire wedding banquet, the limelight of this little guy completely overwhelmed the bride and groom, and Song Zhicheng and You Qian's limelight.

At this moment, a person came over suddenly. Looking at his clothes, he should look like a housekeeper. The person who came was indeed the head housekeeper of the Zhang family. The head housekeeper approached Grandpa Zhang and said a word.

Grandpa Zhang's smiling face immediately sank, and he said in a low voice, "Is it true?"

Butler: "Yes."

Grandpa Zhang said: "In this case, I know."

The housekeeper asked hesitantly, "Should I find a kid over here for the time being?"

Grandpa Zhang stared at Gun Gun sitting on the high chair with grandma, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I think Gun Gun is pretty good."

Ok?
The butler followed his line of sight and looked over, momentarily surprised by Gun Gun who was as cute as a snow boy.But after thinking about it, Song Zhicheng's child grew up like this, which is really normal.

At the moment just now, seeing Lao Zhang's expression was a bit ugly, Mr. Song asked, "Old Zhang, what trouble did you encounter?"

Grandpa Zhang turned his gaze back and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, it's just that we have an appointment with our family, and a bunch of twins who are going to come over to be bed roll boys for my grandson can't make it."

Mr. Song immediately said: "It's easy to handle, let my family go away, and my family will go away one by one."

Grandpa Zhang was waiting for this sentence, and immediately smiled and said: "I also mean the same thing. If my son and daughter-in-law hadn't made an appointment with someone, I would have been looking for money."

Gun Gun was sucking on the bottle, completely unaware that while the two old men were talking casually, his great-grandfather took over a big task for him.

Grandpa Zhang obtained Mr. Song's consent, then looked at Song Zhicheng and You Qian, and said with a smile: "Zhicheng, Gun Gun, lend Gun Gun to my house for a few minutes tonight, and let him give the newcomer Gun Gun a bed."

You Qian smiled and said, "Okay."

This is just a trivial matter, where is there any disagreement?

Both grandpa and wife agreed, and of course Song Zhicheng had no objection.

Then, after going around in a circle, the bride and groom came back after toasting all the guests. They soon knew that the boy who rolled the bed on his new bed tonight was replaced by a rolling boy.

The bride and groom are delighted.

How much honor is it for the young master of the Song family to be a bed-rolling boy for himself?

 Good night everyone.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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