Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

The reason is Peppa Pig on TV.

Nanzai likes the little pig on TV very much and is enjoying it. No matter how much Madam Gu was coaxed, she was unwilling to eat.

Mu Nansheng set the tableware and chopsticks, looked up and saw Nan Zai sitting on the sofa and was reluctant to come over.

Just when she was about to get up and go to the living room, Gu Jingchen held her down, "you eat first, I'll go take a look."

Mu Nansheng nodded and put a bowl of porridge on Gu Jingchen's seat.

"My dear grandson, let's go to dinner quickly, shall we look after it?"

Nanzai shook his head and said in a milky voice, "I don't want it, I want to see George."

Mrs. Gu was reluctant to reprimand Nanzai, so she had to sit on the sofa and watch with Nanzai.

Nanzai was very fascinated, immersed in the fun of Peggy's family stepping on a puddle, and did not notice Gu Jingchen's figure at all.

"Mom." Gu Jingchen said in a light tone, "you go to dinner first, I'll do it."

Mrs. Gu nodded and warned uneasy, "Don't be too fierce to Nanzai."

Gu Jingchen didn't speak. He took the remote control on the table with his big hand and turned off the TV.

Nanzai was shaking his body with the cartoon, and when he was laughing happily, the TV went black with a snap.

Nanzai hurriedly looked for the remote control. Seeing the expressionless Gu Jingchen and the remote control in his hand, Nanzai slowly lowered his head.

Putting the remote control aside, Gu Jingchen frowned, "hurry up and have dinner."

Even though Nanzai was reluctant, seeing Gu Jingchen's serious expression, he nodded obediently and went to the restaurant silently.

Carrying Nanzai into the seat, Gu Jingchen skillfully wiped Nanzai's hands and handed him a spoon.

Nanzai kept thinking of Peggy in his mind, eating one bite after another.

Seeing Nanzai's absent-minded appearance, Mu Nansheng coaxed patiently, "Nanzai, tell Mommy, what's good on TV?"

Nanzai regained his energy immediately, waved his spoon, and said, "Peppa Pig and George, as well as Daddy Pig and Mama Pig."

"So many?" Mu Nansheng opened his eyes wide, pretending to be surprised, and cooperated with Nanzai.

Nanzai opened his mouth and his eyes were crooked.

"Mummy is Mum Pig, Daddy is Daddy Pig, Nanzai is George, and Grandma is Grandma Pig."

Hearing this, Mrs. Gu and Mu Nansheng looked at each other and smiled, and looked at Nanzai dotingly, but Gu Jingchen frowned and looked disgusted.

Nanzai frowned, "Grandpa Pig, where are Grandpa Pig and Peppa?"

Madam Gu hurriedly replied, "Grandpa Pig is in the capital, and he will be back during the new year."

Nanzai nodded, looking for Paige.

Gu Jingchen felt that someone was staring at him all the time when he was eating.

Sure enough, when Gu Jingchen looked up, he saw that Nanzai had been staring at his stomach, motionless.

"Look at what?"

Who knew that in the next second, Nanzai's answer made Gu Jingchen choked directly.

Nanzai's little finger pointed at Gu Jingchen's belly, and said firmly, "Peppa Pig is in Daddy's belly."

Gu Jingchen was suddenly choked by Nanzai's words and couldn't stop coughing. Mu Nansheng held back his laughter, admiring Nanzai's new-born calf's stance that he was not afraid of tigers, and gently followed Gu Jingchen's back.

After finally slowing down, Gu Jingchen laughed angrily, put down his chopsticks, and looked at his silly son.

Nanzai still didn't know what he should have said, so he looked at Gu Jingchen curiously.

In this way, the father and son sat quietly, staring at each other.

After all, Gu Jingchen couldn't hold back, crossed his hands, and tried to describe in a calm tone, "Nanzai, listen carefully. I can't give birth to pigs, your father."

Nanzai nodded, "Can Daddy have a little sister?"

Mu Nansheng covered his face with long hair, holding his rice bowl, his shoulders trembled slightly, trying his best to hold back his laughter.

Mrs. Gu is not much better, she is always elegant and generous, and she is also smiling.

Gu Jingchen rubbed his eyebrows irritably, and kept saying in his heart that this was his own seed, and he couldn't be impulsive or impulsive.