Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

On Jiang Beiyuan’s 34th birthday, Jiang Beize and Song Nan’s tomb also returned from abroad.

When the two got off the plane, they hurried to take a taxi and came to Funan Villa without stopping, carrying the things they bought.

Along the way, Jiang Beize, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, kept counting the things he brought back, for fear of losing something accidentally.

The tomb of Song Nan beside him couldn't stand it, holding his back collar, pulling the boy who was bent over to sit.

"Why don't you ask if I lost it?"

"I haven't come back for several years, of course I want to bring them together, otherwise I don't know when I will come back next time."

"Also."

Thinking about this, Song Nan's tomb felt at ease.

Anyway, and Jiang Beiyuan only meet once in a while!

pretty good!

At that time, I didn't expect that it would be ten years later if I said goodbye!

In the villa area, Jiang Beiyuan came to open the door, with a khaki turtleneck sweater and a black jacket draped over his shoulders.

He tilted his body slightly, his voice as clear as water, "coming."

Jiang Beize looked at Jiang Beiyuan. He hadn't seen him for several years. His brother hadn't changed much. The temperament of the breeze and the moon, the thin face, the outline of the facial features that were still distinct, and the deep and charming peach blossom eyes, filled with black holes. Whirlpool, still ecstasy.

Seeing him doing well, Jiang Beize felt relieved, and smiled and passed the cake in his hand.

"Second brother, happy birthday!"

"Yep."

"...Second brother, you are handsome again!"

"Ok."

Song Nan's tomb's brows tightened and Jiang Beize glared displeasedly.

Jiang Beize turned a blind eye: "Second brother, you have a cold temperament."

"Yeah." Jiang Beiyuan took off his jacket and went to the kitchen with the cake.

Song Nan's tomb stared at Jiang Beize again.

Good skills?

Want to go home and be beaten?

If you can't notice the jealousy anymore, you are a fool. Jiang Beize scratched the back of his neck and smiled, "Just boast, don't be so stingy."

"Two sentences, no more boasting!"

"Know it."

As soon as Jiang Beize's words fell, a little bear rushed over from a short distance. It was Jiang Qingchi in pajamas from a closer look. The little guy yelled "Little Uncle", and then rushed into the arms of Song Nan's tomb. .

The tomb of Song Nan liked Jiang Qingchi very much, so he picked him up, held him with one hand, took off his shoes and entered the house.

"I bought you aircraft, artillery, and tanks!"

"Wow, are there Z10 and Z19?"

"of course!"

Song Nan's tomb pinched Jiang Qingchi's nose.

"You are today's birthday star!"

"Uncle is the best!"

Jiang Qingchi held the tomb of Songnan and acted like a baby, and the tomb of Songnan laughed heartily. He couldn't put it down with this kid.

Boys, when they should be wild, naughty when they should be naughty, lively when they should be lively, and when they should be coquettish, they are also good.

He took a fancy to Jiang Qingchi's straight.

Jiang Chunhe walked out with two short legs, ticking, walking swaying, like a little old lady.

Chun'er just learned to walk.

Fearing that the little girl would fall, Jiang Beize squatted down and caught the little girl who was running unsteadily.

"Hey!"

Out of the instinctive reaction of seeing the handsome guy, the little girl kissed Jiang Beize's white face.

The tomb of Song Nan who witnessed this scene suddenly sank.

"Chun'er, called Uncle."

Yannian came out of the room holding Jiang Jingming, Jiang Beize looked over and smiled shyly, "Sister-in-law, you are still so beautiful!"

"Oh, I'm almost 30, still pretty?"

"Pretty has nothing to do with age, and you are not old at all."

She loved to hear these words, she laughed, her eyes were bright and her teeth had no fine lines, she looked like a very pure little girl.

Yan Nian quickly let Jiang Jingming in his arms call people, Jiang Jingming's pronunciation was fluent, neat, and the clear "Uncle" came out.

"Chun'er, call you too, hurry up." Yannian urged.

Jiang Chunhe hugged Jiang Beize's neck, "Doudou."

"It's uncle!"

This little girl, how can anyone call Doudou?

Jiang Chunhe blinked, "Doudo."

"It's uncle."

"Sister-in-law is fine, Doudou is Doudou."

Jiang Beize has always had a good temper and touched the little girl's smooth face, "We are so cute in spring."

Then the little girl looked at the tomb of Song Nan.

Song Nan's tomb doesn't give her a good face, don't open your eyes, ignore this woman who just kissed Jiang Beize!

Jiang Chunhe pointed at Song Nan's tomb: "Brother!"

"Don't come to this set, I don't eat sugar-coated shells." Song Nan's tomb is very serious.

"brother!"

"I don't listen, I don't listen."

Song Nan's tomb walked away holding Jiang Qingchi.

Jiang Beize squeezed the little girl's small arm, "Why don't you call me brother."

"Peas!"

"Good good, I am Doudou."

"That's the case with Beize. Chun'er likes to eat fried dough sticks. She calls you Doudou when she calls you Doudou. It means that she likes you. Calling her brother does not necessarily mean she likes you."

"It turned out to be so."

When Yannian said so, Jiang Beize's heart was balanced.

...

After a while, Xu Kuangjie and Ding Baoyi also came.

The two didn't come together, and they didn't like each other. Yannian didn't know what happened to the two people. Every time they met, they looked like enemies and were extremely jealous.

I used to bring two people together, but now I think it’s better not to fight.

Jiang Beiyuan is the birthday star today, but he still cooks himself, and is full of feasts to stop these people.

Xu Kuangjie hugged Chunhe, Ding Baoyi hugged Jiang San'er and teased each other.

"I'm going to cut fruit." Yannian stood up and ran to the kitchen.

"I'll go, you sit down."

Jiang Beiyuan wanted to hold her hand, but Yannian joked and said that he was about to offer her as a bodhisattva.

"I think so, you are about to offer her as a bodhisattva." Xu Kuangjie grunted.

"I'm petting my wife, is it an obstacle to your eyes?" Jiang Beiyuan seemed to smile.

"Uncle Xu, if you find one too, it won't be an eyesore." Jiang Beize likes to be honest.

"I'm not suitable for the time being!"

Xu Kuangjie calmly stared at Ding Baoyi's direction and saw that she didn't respond. He realized what Jiang Beize had said.

"Hey, how does your kid call me Uncle Xu? Am I that old?"

"The big guys know what they take care of, and the people's eyes are discerning."

"Ding Baoyi, what do you mean, a dead lady?" Xu Kuangjie blew his beard and stared.

"I didn't say you, Mr. Xu should not check in." Ding Baoyi lowered her head and teased Jiang San'er in her arms. There was no expression on her face, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Jiang San'er was lying in Godmother's arms, not caring about the gunpowder smoke on the dining table, just turned to look at the kitchen, but the little head didn't turn back for a long time.

In the end, Jiang Jingming patted Ding Baoyi's arm and squashed her small mouth seriously.

Ding Baoyi thought he wanted something to eat, so he hurriedly picked him a chopsticks with delicious and thornless fish, but he didn't think the little guy shook his head, still slapped Ding Baoyi's arm, a little anxious.

"Go...Godmother, go."

"Go? Who will go? Let me go?"

Ding Baoyi pointed to her nose.

Xu Kuangjie: "Yes, just let you go, he won't wait to see you!"

Ding Baoyi: "Can you die without speaking?"

"Um..." Jiang Jingming frowned, still patted Ding Baoyi's arm.

"He should want to go by himself, you should put him down quickly," Song Nan said.

Sure enough, Ding Baoyi just put Jiang Jingming on the ground. The little guy who was only 73 centimeters tall suddenly stepped on her two legs and ran towards the kitchen firmly.

Yannian was cutting the fruit. I didn’t see Jiang San’er right behind. She accidentally cut the fruit and cut a small piece of skin just now. She rushed under the cold water, thinking about not bleeding anymore. One band-aid and one stick, this turn around——

boom.

Just knocked down a 73 cm person.

Jiang Jingming slammed his **** to the ground, and slammed his head against the wall behind him.

Jiang Beiyuan walked over.

Xu Kuangjie also walked over, holding Jiang Chunhe in his arms, condescendingly, and kept saying, "Why are you a mother? Didn't see the child behind?"

Speaking of putting Jiang Chunhe on the ground and wanting to hug his godson, Jiang Beiyuan had already picked up Jiang Jingming first, checked his head, and nothing happened.

Yannian cried all at once and asked Jiang Beiyuan for a son.

"Let me see, is my son okay?"

Jiang Beiyuan freed a hand and gently touched her face, "It's okay, you go and put a band-aid first."

She thought she was covering up well, but he saw her. Yannian shook her head and said that she had to hold her son. "It seemed that I bumped my head just now. I have to take San'er to the hospital for an examination!"

"Alright." Jiang Beiyuan handed the child over, Jiang Jingming's small fingers held Yannian's injured finger, and leaned over to kiss him.

"Mom...it doesn't hurt."

Yannian's tears fell even more fiercely, she kept digging Jiang Jingming's head, and took him to check everything she said.

"What are you doing with your child's hair? You took out a bag without it."

Xu Kuangjie loves Jiang San'er the most. He wants to hold San'er himself. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was bitten on the back of his hand by his sharp mouth.

Ouch! ! !

Jiang Jingming let go of his mouth with satisfaction and stared at the godfather with sharp eyes for the first time.

Xu Kuangjie rubbed the back of her hand, "What's wrong with me, I said your mother, you still feel distressed? This is to teach her how to be a good mother, don't grow up like a child all day, a woman can even take care of children will not."

"My wife still needs your education?"

Jiang Beiyuan carried Xu Kuangjie's collar, with his fingers hard, directly behind him.

"Get out!"

Xu Kuangjie: "..."

Watching the excitement, Ding Baoyi laughed and tears came out.

Isn't this what he deserves?

Willing to intervene in other people's affairs.

...

Before Jiang Beiyuan had a blood clot in his brain, it was because he didn't pay attention to it, and thought it was nothing, it didn't matter, it finally caused a catastrophe.

Yannian was scared.

She didn't want to make up for it in the future, because it was too late, so she said she had to take San'er to the hospital for an examination.

How could Jiang Beiyuan not understand her thoughts and drove her and San'er in the car. After a detailed examination, the doctor said Jiang Jingming was fine.

"Doctor, my son doesn't have blood clots in his brain or something?"

"Don't worry, no, the noble son is in good health."

Yannian was relieved!

I wanted to take Jiang San'er back, but I saw that the little guy was playing Rubik's Cube, and with just a few sentences, a Rubik's Cube was completed.

"Oh my God!"

The doctor took the Rubik's Cube, looked around and looked at Jiang Jingming in surprise.

"I did not finish the Rubik's Cube for a week, but a child over a year old did it in two minutes?"

"A child prodigy, a rare child prodigy in a century!" The doctor gave a thumbs up and praised.

Jiang Beiyuan came up from the pharmacy on the first floor and heard this prodigy, but he didn't know why.

"It's okay, the doctor praised our three children for being smart, you must have inherited your IQ!" Yan Nian leaned on Jiang Beiyuan's arm, joyful.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't say a word, and silently held up her hand, putting the band-aid that he had just bought on her.

"Mrs. Jiang, don't do housework in the future."

"Why? It broke a little bit, you made a fuss."

"Will you get everything next time? You are pregnant for six years, I don't worry."

"...Cut, you've only been stupid for six years."

The doctor looked at this scene, feeling too tired and crooked, but the couple looked good, and couldn't help but want to look more.

Yannian was not embarrassed anymore, scratched her hair, and hurried away with her husband and children.

...

There is no danger.

However, Yannian was still overwhelmed. Presumably, his son also saw his finger injured. He wanted to go to the kitchen to comfort him, but he was knocked down by himself. He fell a dog and chewed on the mud.

So Yan Nian said that everything must be accompanied by Jiang San'er to sleep, tonight is destined to be Jiang Beiyuan's unoccupied house.

San'er's bedding is light blue, with a cow-patterned pillow. The small one was bought by Ding Baoyi.

Yannian's head is small, and it's just right to rest on a pillow with her son.

Turning off the light, Yannian took a flashlight and took a picture against the wall. While gesturing with two hands about the appearance of dinosaurs, pigeons, bats and tigers, she smiled and asked Jiang San'er if she was afraid of them. San'er nodded in a face-to-face manner. After hearing what he said, he hugged his son tightly, patted his shoulder and said:

"Don't be afraid, mother is here, mother will always protect our three children."

Jiang Jingming's two soft little arms hugged Yannian's waist.

"mom."

"Hey~what's up?"

Jiang San'er's eyes were bright in the dark: "Mom doesn't cry."

"Haha don't cry, don't worry, mom is very strong."

I touched San'er's soft little head and kissed him. I was stunned right after the kiss. I still picked up a bag where I fell during the day. The little guy must be very painful, so just bear it?

The more I missed it, I wanted to cry again, remembering what Xu Kuangjie said, don't keep touching the child's head, you can touch it without the bag, I dare not touch it, just clasp Jiang San'er tightly.

"Good baby, does it hurt?"

San'er shook his head, his little hand wiped Yannian's tears.

"Mom doesn't cry."

Yannian nodded, "Don't be so sensible, silly boy."

The sensible child has no sugar to eat, do you know.

Why don't you learn from his brother and sister, who can cry and act like a baby?

Jiang San'er hugged Yan Nian's arm.

"mom."

"Hey!"

"love you."

"Oh, oh, we three are so precocious!"

Yannian is more happy, the younger son is a bit dull, but the speed of learning to speak is first-rate, and today she is praised as a child prodigy, can she be upset.

"Mom loves you too, you will always be mom's little prince!"

Jiang San'er, who was praised by his mother, hooked up the corners of his mouth and happily closed his eyes and went to sleep.

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