Domineering president's special love

One night, Shi Qinghuan only narrowed for two hours.

Chu Shi Xiong's funeral cannot be neglected, even if Chu Mo is not at home.

All kinds of matters and details need to be decided by Shi Qinghuan.

Chu Shixiong was placed in the room. Someone had been invited to do the basic treatment.

After the date of the funeral is set, we still need to wait.

Near noon, Shi Qinghuan was relieved and rubbed his sore neck.

"Mom!"

Jingbao rushed in from the door. When Qinghuan arrived, he stopped timidly, blinking his peach eyes like Chu Mo, but didn't speak.

"Jingbao."

Shi Qinghuan rubbed the little guy's head, "just in time. Try this..."

She picked up a red scarf hat from the table and put it on Jingbao's head. She just made it up herself.

"It seems big..."

Shi Qinghuan took off his hat. "It's all right, mom. Tie it tight."

Jingbao clenched his small fist and closed his mouth in a straight line“ Mom, is your wife dead? "

Shi Qinghuan was stunned.

She raised her eyes and looked at the child solemnly“ Um. "

She didn't say much because she wasn't sure whether the child knew the meaning of death.

"..." Jing Bao's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Mom, will grandpa never talk to Jingbao or play football with Jingbao again!"

Shi Qinghuan frowned and nodded, "HMM."

Children, actually understand. That's what death means.

"Wow..."

Jingbao's mouth shriveled and suddenly burst into tears.

The child is early and wise. It is rare for Shi Qinghuan to cry like this. Therefore, it hurts more and more.

"Jingbao is good."

When Qinghuan took the child into his arms, "grandpa left, everyone is very sad."

"Wow..."

Jingbao sobbed, his little body shaking.

"The result of Jingbao's last competition hasn't come out yet! Grandpa said that Jingbao and Jingbao were going to win a prize. He took Jingbao skiing! Wow... "

Jing Bao cried sadly.

The little guy's sad is not that he can't go skiing, but that his great grandfather will never know the result of his competition again!

"Mom, what should I do? What should I do? "

Jingbao's sadness is very direct. "Jingbao can't tell Grandpa. Grandpa can't hear it! Wow... "

"No."

Shi Qinghuan hugged the little guy and felt powerless.

"Grandpa will know. Although grandpa can't accompany Jingbao, Grandpa will look at Jingbao in the sky."

"Wow..."

Jing Bao was crying.

Shi Qinghuan squatted down and wiped his tears. "Later, someone will measure Jingbao's figure. We'll make new clothes and send them to Grandpa."

Jing Bao cried and couldn't stop.

"Jingbao."

Shi Qinghuan changed his way, "Dad is not at home now. You are the only man in the Chu family. You should protect grandma and mom. You can't cry all the time."

"Well..."

When Jingbao heard this, Sheng Sheng stopped sobbing, but his small body still smoked.

"Jingbao, er... Jingbao knows. Jingbao doesn't cry!"

"Good."

Shi Qinghuan put the adjusted hat on Jing Bao, "well, it's just right."

Jing Baohong looked, "why, is it a red hat?"

Isn't it sad that grandpa died?

Shi Qinghuan patted his head, "only Jingbao is a red hat, because Jingbao is a great grandson and a happy event for Grandpa."

"Oh."

Jingbao nodded solemnly. He felt more and more important and straightened his waist.

"Mom, Jingbao doesn't cry. Jingbao is a man."