Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 492
On the swing, Sheng Yu sighed again after receiving Sheng Xuan's assurance.

Sheng Xuan frowned: "Kids, don't keep sighing."

"My dad is going to find me a mother."

Sheng Xuan was also taken aback for a moment, then quickly grinned and smiled: "That's good, more people will take care of you in the future."

"What if the mother is not good, the stepmother always beats the children on TV."

Sheng Xuan didn't know how to explain it to Sheng Yu, so he had to say that many of the TV shows were fake.

Xiao Shengyu dragged his cheeks and looked sad: "If she treats me badly, I will live with grandma for the rest of my life."

"Don't worry, your father has a good eye."

If it is really that kind of vicious woman, Sheng Mingzhen will see through it at a glance and won't like it.

The night wind was a bit cold, Sheng Xuan patted Sheng Yu's head: "Go back to the house, be careful of catching a cold."

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During the Dragon Boat Festival, Chu Ci hung a sachet for the buns and put them on her chest, which meant to ward off evil spirits and exorcise poisons. She is not very convenient to move now, and after making a few dumplings by herself, she was too tired to die.

Fortunately, Fu Heng and Baozi are easy-going people, there is no distinction between sweet and salty, and the home made rice dumplings with candied dates, so the two of them ate the rice dumplings obediently.

After Chu Ci ate one zongzi, she wanted to eat another one, but she was afraid that eating too much would be indigestible and troublesome, so she stopped.

Baozi dipped his chopsticks in white sugar and took a bite: "Won't Mianmian spend the Dragon Boat Festival with us?"

"Mianmian wants to accompany her mother!"

"Won't Mianmian come back later?"

Chu Ci wiped his mouth for him: "Swallow the food in your mouth before talking." She shook her head, looking at Baozi with eyes full of love: "As long as you think about it, you can come back anytime."

Baozi nodded: "Mom, are you going to have a little sister?"

"Yeah, she's a younger sister. Baozi, you're going to be an older brother. Are you happy?"

Baozi responded, "I will take good care of him."

Fu Heng glanced at his son: "When my younger sister is born, you can soak the milk powder, change the diaper, and comfort her when she cries. This is called taking care of me. A man can't just talk about it."

Chu Ci squinted at him: "So you want to hand over your tasks to your son?"

Fu Heng spread his hands: "No, I'm just teaching him to be honest, to do what he says."

Chu Ci touched her son's little head: "Don't listen to your father."

Anyway, the powdered milk diapers have to be handed over to Fu Heng, so he shouldn't try to shirk them.

In the evening, Chu Ci and Mian Mian shared a video, and she happily said that she ate a whole meat dumpling today.

Mianmian's little face with baby fat was so cute, Chu Ci's heart melted instantly, she squinted her eyes and smiled: "Mianmian is so amazing!"

"The meat zongzi is delicious, mom, have you eaten the zongzi yet?"

"I ate a sugar dumpling."

In fact, Mianmian spent the Dragon Boat Festival this year with Lu Xiang and Qi Jue. Lu Xiang didn't like sweet rice dumplings, so he bought a few boiled egg yolk rice dumplings and meat rice dumplings from the supermarket and cooked them, and made a few more dishes. In the end, Qi Jue came without saying hello.

He peeled off the zongzi and saw the capitalized question mark, "Salty?"

Lu Xiang nodded: "Yes!"

"It's all salty. Are there no sweet rice dumplings?"

"no!"

Qi Jue covered his face: "No, why don't these rice dumplings be sweet?"

Lu Xiang was serious: "I have always eaten salty rice dumplings since I was a child. If you don't like it, Qi Jue, you don't have to eat it."

Qi Jue immediately sat upright and took a bite of the rice dumpling: "It's delicious."

Mian Mian: "..."

Why does she feel that this Uncle Qi has a tendency to shake M!
When Qi Jue and Mian Mian were eating rice dumplings, the soup in the kitchen was ready, and when Lu Xiang went to the kitchen, Qi Jue chatted with Mian Mian: "Honey, do you know how Dragon Boat Festival came?"

Mian Mian shook her head: "I don't know."

Qi Jue started to talk about the origin of the Dragon Boat Festival with Mianmian, and finally asked: "Do you know who is most afraid of the Dragon Boat Festival?"

Mianmian continued to shake her head: "I don't know."

"Of course it is a white snake. When it touches realgar, it will become a prototype. Have you heard the story of Xu Xian and the white lady?"

Mianmian nodded now: "I have heard."

This is just the first step for Qi Jue and Mian Mian to get close. Now he feels that this little girl is beautiful and cute, and has completely inherited her mother's beauty, but she is not as bright as her mother, but she is a little more gentle.

Lu Xiang came out with the soup, "Yam Pork Rib Soup, try it light or not."

Qi Jue began to perform exaggeratedly again: "You can also make soup, you can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen."

Lu Xiang didn't take his praise seriously: "Drink the soup, don't talk too much. Your acting skills are very exaggerated, you need to practice more."

"Proper acting contributes to harmony in a relationship."

Lu Xiang shook his head, there was really no one else, and he didn't know that Qi Jue had a funny attribute before.

After dinner, Qi Jue knew that Lu Xiang wanted to stay with Mian Mian, so he didn't bother her. Taking advantage of Lu Xiang's inattention, he secretly kissed her: "Wait for me, soon!"

This was his clear answer, Lu Xiang pursed his lips slightly.

Here, Mianmian and Chu Ci suddenly asked Lu Xiang when they took a shower and lay down on the bed after the video, "Aunt Lu, does Uncle Qi like you too?"

Now children know a lot, even if they are only in kindergarten, whoever likes knows everything.

Lu Xiang nodded: "Yeah!"

"What about Uncle Mu?"

Lu Xiang looked at Mianmian's face and was slightly lost in thought. In fact, Mu Xiuchen could still be seen in Mianmian's facial features. For example, the lips were a little thinner, not as plump as hers, which somewhat neutralized the charm and beauty. Become gentle and delicate.

"Uncle Mu, he..."

Lu Xiang didn't know how to speak, and reached out to caress her cheek: "Uncle Mu is in the past tense."

"Then aren't you going to forgive him?"

Lu Xiang shook his head: "I have forgotten a lot of things in the past, and I can't say that I didn't forgive, but I can't be friends in the future, so that's probably it!"

For Mu Xiuchen, she can only do this. She doesn't want to make the relationship stiff, but she also doesn't want to go further down the old road. It's probably just right here, living in the same city, but like Like a stranger, at most he knows a name.

Mianmian seems to understand but not understand, just feel that it is very complicated.

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After Chu Ci hung up the video, she still felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. She went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then sat on the sofa in a daze.

When Fu Heng came in and saw her like this, his expression immediately changed: "You don't blow your hair after taking a shower, do you want to catch a cold?"

He took the hair dryer, took off the shower cap on Chu Ci's head, and started blowing her.

After a while, Chu Ci seemed to feel a little tired from sitting like this, moved her legs, changed her position and lay her head on the armrest, letting the warm wind from the blower blow her scalp.

Ever since she became pregnant, Fu Heng has been waiting for her to go to heaven. The wind can't blow, the rain can't get drenched, and the sun can't be exposed to the sun. She has a driver to pick her up wherever she goes, and there are invisible bodyguards behind her. Usually, she can drink with Lu Xiang Afternoon tea is also secretly protected by a circle of people, for fear of any accidents.

Chu Ci closed her eyes, and when Fu Heng shifted to another gear, she said, "I just talked with Mianmian through the video, and now I feel a little sad."

Fu Heng stroked her hair lightly with his fingers: "You have been her mother for five or six years anyway, and now you are leaving suddenly, of course you feel bad."

"Hey..." Chu Ci sighed, "I just want her to be happy, and she can live anywhere."

After a while she asked again: "Have you decided on your daughter's name?"

"Not yet, the teacher is too busy recently, giving lectures outside, so I don't have the nerve to bother you."

"Oh, then don't bother, don't be in a hurry, just give her a nickname, you see there is a steamed bun, let's just call it Tangyuan, wonton dumplings and steamed buns are not cute, let alone zongzi, right!"

A drop of cold sweat slid down Fu Heng's forehead: "You can put all your energy into eating, right?"

"Food is the most important thing for the people. It sounds good, but it's easy to remember. Just say it, don't the little glutinous rice balls sound good?"

Fu Heng refused to answer.

Chu Ci turned over and said, "Why, don't you think it sounds good?"

Seeing that her hair was almost blown, Fu Heng took back the hair dryer and said calmly, "Just as long as it sounds good to you."

He really can't raise objections!
"Okay, then you want one, but it has to be related to food."

She really has a knack for food.

Fu Heng rubbed his forehead: "Is there no other choice?"

"no!"

"Then the glutinous rice balls are ready."

Chu Ci returned to the bed and picked up the book on the bedside table: "From then on, you will be Tangyuan's dad. You have to do such things as feeding the child with milk powder and changing diapers. Don't be lazy."

"Well, I promise not to be lazy."

"If you're lazy, just wait to write the review!" She leaned on the bed, feeling her calf was sore, she naturally greeted Fu Heng: "Come here and squeeze my legs, Dad Tangyuan!"

Fu Heng: "..."

Anyway, Chu Ci is now a little princess, oh no, Your Majesty, her orders are naturally irresistible, so Fu Heng sat by the bed and beat her legs.

After serving his wife, Fu Heng went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went to the study to deal with some things.

After more than a year of adjustments, the Fu Group has undergone great changes and improvements. A successful entrepreneur is not judged by how he is at the peak, but how he rises from the bottom.

Fu Heng not only achieved the former, but also achieved the ultimate in the latter.

There are absolute reasons to say that he is a giant in Yicheng's business world.

In the study room, Fu Heng turned on the computer to look at the current international economic trends, took notes with a pen, and then considered where his next investment would be.

At about ten o'clock, his cell phone rang, it was a completely unfamiliar number, he picked it up, "Hello!"

The phone is on silent, no one speaks.

Fu Heng frowned and said, "I am Fu Heng!"

There was the sound of sniffling, and after a while, a tired and hoarse voice sounded: "Heng, can you come and see me?"

(End of this chapter)