The President's Best Wife

Chapter 578 Extra Story. Meiji Court Wen Qiao Chapter 6
Hai Lanyin and the old man were pleasantly surprised when they heard this familiar voice.

With trembling hands, Hai Lan walked gently to the little girl in front of her and stretched out her hand.Touched the girl's hair, soft.

She pinched her little cheeks again, soft and tender, those big familiar eyes blinked at him lightly, and she was already saying the word grandma.

Because of the warmth in Hailan's eyes, tears were about to flow out of her sockets, Little Putao stretched out her fleshy hands and stood on tiptoe.

Gently brushing Hai Lanyin's cheek and said softly, ""Grandma, don't cry, Little Putao is home. "

The old man looked at this little thing who was taller and more beautiful than he looked two years ago. It was his own granddaughter.

He couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion in his heart, and felt that the decision made two years ago was not very good.

His legs and feet are not as sharp as they were two years ago, but he still walks slowly to Little Putao while leaning on a cane.

When he bent down to wrap the little putao, the little putao had already opened his arms towards him, gently hugging grandpa's legs, and said, "I know grandpa's legs are not good, so I won't let grandpa hug me." Alright, I'll just hug Grandpa."

The old man looked at the well-behaved little girl in front of him. This was his granddaughter two years ago. She hasn't changed much, but she is more sensible and more beautiful.

He couldn't help but said with emotion and relief, "Okay, grandpa's little baby granddaughter has grown up, is sensible, and knows how to take care of grandpa's body."

Meijiting and Wen Qiao stood at the door watching this warm and happy scene.

Hailan had already caught a glimpse of her son and daughter-in-law at the door. She looked annoyed and couldn't help complaining: "Since we're already here, why didn't we call in advance? We made us wait here, we knew we could come out sooner." Pick you up so that I can see my granddaughter earlier."

That being said, he wasn't really angry.

Meiji Tei put his daughter's precious pink schoolbag on the sofa.Turning around, he took off his suit jacket and put it on the hanger.

He slowly sat down on the sofa, and then slowly said: "You are wronged, I planned to make a phone call right after I got off the plane, but your precious granddaughter didn't let me."

As if afraid that his mother would not believe it, Meiji court raised his chin, "If you don't believe me, you can ask your granddaughter?"

Hai Lanyin looked at Wen Qiao, as if asking if this was true.

Wen Qiao smiled and sat next to Mei Zhiting. As soon as she sat down, the man put his hand on her shoulder.

"Little Putao hasn't seen her grandparents for two years, and she wants to surprise the two elders."

Little Putao stuck out her tongue and tilted her head slightly.

This look is simply too cute.

Hai Lanyin couldn't put it down to Little Putao, and after Little Putao brought all the gifts to the old man and Hai Lanyin, the two elders loved him even more.

Little Putao, Buzz Lightyear, who was the size of an adult's palm, asked, "Where's my brother?"

Wen Qiao guessed that she was sleeping. Hai Lanyin looked at the servant and heard the cry from the nursery.

Wen Qiao hadn't seen her son for a few days, so she got up and went to the nursery.

Ming Si'an was crying with tears in his eyes, and when he saw his mother's face with tears streaming down his face, he immediately smiled brightly.

There are also two white deciduous teeth in the small mouth, and the small mouth is grinning, almost drooling.

Wen Qiao stretched out his hand, and the younger son's hand was coming towards his birthday. The little hand was chubby, and the dimples of his fingers could still be seen.

Very well-behaved and cute.

Wen Qiao picked up his son, and he felt that his soft body seemed to have gained another two catties, but he had already gained so much weight in a week?

Wen Qiao hugged her son, who had grabbed her hair with his small hands and pulled it hard, causing her to grin her teeth in pain.

"You're hurting mom." Ming Si'an seemed to be playing for some fun, and kept pulling her hand.

Meiji Court told Wen Qiao not to come out yet, so he went to have a look.

Watching his son's small hands grabbing his mother's hair and pulling it down forcefully, Wen Qiao's head was already tilted.

Meizhiting hurried over to pick up his son. He held the younger son's hand with his big hand, and gently pulled his fingers away. Only then did Wen Qiao's hair escape from the little devil's grasp.

She rubbed her painful scalp, thinking how could her son be so strong when he was so young?
Meiji Court was not as gentle as Wen Qiao. He hugged his son and slapped his son's little butt three times. The smiling son cried out loudly, and the sound of crying resounded throughout the room.

Wen Qiao never figured out why Meiji court suddenly beat his son and made him cry just because he pulled his hair. Is it that simple?

"Why did you start with such a gentle pat, why did you make the child cry so hard? Are you really what you should do as a father? Be careful that your son will not recognize you when he grows up."

Wen Qiao glanced at him with tenderness, but she wasn't really angry.

Although his son was beaten and cried by himself, he still held his son gently with both hands and hugged him carefully.

"Whoever told him to bully my woman should be beaten." Meijiting smiled, watching his son pretend to threaten.

Although the child was beaten and cried by him, at such a young age, he was very dependent on his father, holding his father's neck with his small hands, holding his small face between his father's neck, crying sobbingly.

He didn't try to coax his son, but picked him up and shook him slightly. The little child just lay on his shoulders, and the crying gradually calmed down.

Meiji court yelled at Wen Qiao, "Look, instead of treating him with a soft voice like you, he was bullied by him instead. As a strict father like me, if you give him some sweets at will, he Just go down the steps, don't look at the child, but his wisdom is far higher than you imagined."

Wen Qiao was noncommittal, but just pouted at him.

When Little Putao heard the cry, she ran over and saw her younger brother lying on her father's shoulder, sobbing, as if she had cried very sadly just now.

She tugged at the corner of her father's clothes and asked childishly, "Did Dad hit my younger brother just now? Was it because my younger brother was disobedient? But just now I heard from the servant aunt that my younger brother was sleeping."

The implication is that it is impossible for the younger brother to provoke the father, it must be the father who beat the younger brother for no reason.

Meiji Court raised his chin towards Wenqiao, "Your daughter has already started to question Dad. Look at what she said. Did a four-year-old child know it? She has already started digging holes for Dad." gone."

Wen Qiao laughed. "It proves that the child is really smart, and he will surpass your father in the future."

Tilting her head, Xiao Putao looked at her parents, seeing that they were both smiling, she also smirked.

Wen Qiao would never have imagined that one of her own jokes would come true, and that little Putao would follow her father's old path when she grew up.

She went into politics and overcame obstacles all the way to become the country's first female president.

Her powerful political skills are even worse than those of the Meiji Court.

Because women are in power and the means are tough, her evaluation has been praised and criticized in history.

Hai Lanyin and the old man also came to the nursery together. At this time, Ming Si'an had stopped crying and was lying on his father's neck with a smile.

He doesn't recognize his sister's birth, and still plays with a smile.

Ming Si'an crawled on the ground wearing climbing pants, and then started to walk.

The one-year-old child, who walked fairly steadily, stumbled and ran into his father's arms.

He hugged his father's neck, smiled like a little angel, and completely forgot that he was spanked three times by his father.

Wen Qiao watched helplessly as her position was easily taken away by a man.

Can only helplessly laugh.

That being said, he wasn't really angry.

Meiji Tei put his daughter's precious pink schoolbag on the sofa.Turning around, he took off his suit jacket and put it on the hanger.

He slowly sat down on the sofa, and then slowly said: "You are wronged, I planned to make a phone call right after I got off the plane, but your precious granddaughter didn't let me."

As if afraid that his mother would not believe it, Meiji court raised his chin, "If you don't believe me, you can ask your granddaughter?"

Hai Lanyin looked at Wen Qiao, as if asking if this was true.

Wen Qiao smiled and sat next to Mei Zhiting. As soon as she sat down, the man put his hand on her shoulder.

"Little Putao hasn't seen her grandparents for two years, and she wants to surprise the two elders."

Little Putao stuck out her tongue and tilted her head slightly.

This look is simply too cute.

Hai Lanyin couldn't put it down to Little Putao, and after Little Putao brought all the gifts to the old man and Hai Lanyin, the two elders loved him even more.

Little Putao, Buzz Lightyear, who was the size of an adult's palm, asked, "Where's my brother?"

Wen Qiao guessed that she was sleeping. Hai Lanyin looked at the servant and heard the cry from the nursery.

Wen Qiao hadn't seen her son for a few days, so she got up and went to the nursery.

Ming Si'an was crying with tears in his eyes, and when he saw his mother's face with tears streaming down his face, he immediately smiled brightly.

There are also two white deciduous teeth in the small mouth, and the small mouth is grinning, almost drooling.

Wen Qiao stretched out his hand, and the younger son's hand was coming towards his birthday. The little hand was chubby, and the dimples of his fingers could still be seen.

Very well-behaved and cute.

Wen Qiao picked up his son, and he felt that his soft body seemed to have gained another two catties, but he had already gained so much weight in a week?

Wen Qiao hugged her son, who had grabbed her hair with his small hands and pulled it hard, causing her to grin her teeth in pain.

"You're hurting mom." Ming Si'an seemed to be playing for some fun, and kept pulling her hand.

Meiji Court told Wen Qiao not to come out yet, so he went to have a look.

Watching his son's small hands grabbing his mother's hair and pulling it down forcefully, Wen Qiao's head was already tilted.

Meizhiting hurried over to pick up his son. He held the younger son's hand with his big hand, and gently pulled his fingers away. Only then did Wen Qiao's hair escape from the little devil's grasp.

She rubbed her painful scalp, thinking how could her son be so strong when he was so young?
Meiji Court was not as gentle as Wen Qiao. He hugged his son and slapped his son's little butt three times. The smiling son cried out loudly, and the sound of crying resounded throughout the room.

Wen Qiao never figured out why Meiji court suddenly beat his son and made him cry just because he pulled his hair. Is it that simple?

"Why did you start with such a gentle pat, why did you make the child cry so hard? Are you really what you should do as a father? Be careful that your son will not recognize you when he grows up."

Wen Qiao glanced at him with tenderness, but she wasn't really angry.

Although his son was beaten and cried by himself, he still held his son gently with both hands and hugged him carefully.

"Whoever told him to bully my woman should be beaten." Meijiting smiled, watching his son pretend to threaten.

Although the child was beaten and cried by him, at such a young age, he was very dependent on his father, holding his father's neck with his small hands, holding his small face between his father's neck, crying sobbingly.

He didn't try to coax his son, but picked him up and shook him slightly. The little child just lay on his shoulders, and the crying gradually calmed down.

Meiji court yelled at Wen Qiao, "Look, instead of treating him with a soft voice like you, he was bullied by him instead. As a strict father like me, if you give him some sweets at will, he Just go down the steps, don't look at the child, but his wisdom is far higher than you imagined."

Wen Qiao was noncommittal, but just pouted at him.

When Little Putao heard the cry, she ran over and saw her younger brother lying on her father's shoulder, sobbing, as if she had cried very sadly just now.

She tugged at the corner of her father's clothes and asked childishly, "Did Dad hit my younger brother just now? Was it because my younger brother was disobedient? But just now I heard from the servant aunt that my younger brother was sleeping."

The implication is that it is impossible for the younger brother to provoke the father, it must be the father who beat the younger brother for no reason.

Meiji Court raised his chin towards Wenqiao, "Your daughter has already started to question Dad. Look at what she said. Did a four-year-old child know it? She has already started digging holes for Dad." gone."

Wen Qiao laughed. "It proves that the child is really smart, and he will surpass your father in the future."

Tilting her head, Xiao Putao looked at her parents, seeing that they were both smiling, she also smirked.

Wen Qiao would never have imagined that one of her own jokes would come true, and that little Putao would follow her father's old path when she grew up.

She went into politics and overcame obstacles all the way to become the country's first female president.

Her powerful political skills are even worse than those of the Meiji Court.

Because women are in power and the means are tough, her evaluation has been praised and criticized in history.

Hai Lanyin and the old man also came to the nursery together. At this time, Ming Si'an had stopped crying and was lying on his father's neck with a smile.

He doesn't recognize his sister's birth, and still plays with a smile.

Ming Si'an crawled on the ground wearing climbing pants, and then started to walk.

The one-year-old child, who walked fairly steadily, stumbled and ran into his father's arms.

He hugged his father's neck, smiled like a little angel, and completely forgot that he was spanked three times by his father.

Wen Qiao watched helplessly as her position was easily taken away by a man.

Can only helplessly laugh.

(End of this chapter)