Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 674 How many surprises does the younger brother have that they don't know?
Nan Song sat up slightly from the reclining chair, and took the bowl of red bean soup from Aunt Fu.

"Slow down, madam, be careful of burning." Aunt Fu carefully instructed.

"Aunt Fu, is this really the case? What if our baby is in a special situation?"

Aunt Fu immediately laughed and blamed: "I don't want to say that."

She stirred the bowl of red bean soup for Nan Song with the small white porcelain spoon in the bowl, dissipating the scalding heat.

"Boss and wife are lucky people, and the baby will naturally be healthy. Don't worry, the baby will definitely open its eyes in just a few days."

"Um"

Nan Song nodded thoughtfully, and after thinking for a moment, his face became brighter.

"Aunt Fu, I think what you said is very reasonable. I am too nervous to be a mother for the first time, and I have to learn to adjust my mentality."

Aunt Fu smiled softly.

"That's right, that's the reason, but my wife doesn't have to worry too much. It's the same for anyone who becomes a parent for the first time. Let's take it step by step."

"okay!"

Nan Song was in a happy mood, even the light in his eyes became brighter, and he was much more energetic than before.

So I drank the red bean soup happily.

In addition, eating sweets itself can make people happy, so this bowl of red bean soup played a great role in adjusting Nan Song's mentality.

Seeing this, Shen Du who was sitting next to the crib finally couldn't hold back and opened his mouth.

"Aunt Fu."

Aunt Fu turned around and looked at Shen Du with a smile: "What's wrong, sir?"

"Can you comfort me too? I think I need to be comforted too."

What's with this fragile tone?

Nan Song: "."

Aunt Fu: "."

Seeing that Aunt Fu was at a loss, Nan Song spoke for her.

"Don't make things difficult for Auntie Fu. Auntie Fu only comforts fairies like me, understand? A fairy."

Shen Du was serious, still fighting for himself: "Isn't it good for a fairy?"

Nan Song: "? In short, don't be hypocritical, don't think so much. It's easy for people who are parents for the first time to think about things, but pay attention to grasping the degree."

Shen Du looked away thoughtfully, and continued to look down at the baby in the crib.

"Well, I'll try. If it doesn't work, I still have to ask Aunt Fu to comfort me personally. I need to be treated the same as you."

Nan Song: "."

Aunt Fu stood beside her and was amused by the two of them, she almost burst into tears.

At this moment, a crisp doorbell rang from the entrance.

Aunt Fu walked over to open the door.

Shen Du subconsciously asked, "Who?"

Nan Song replied while arranging the small blanket on his body: "It should be Nan Jiashu. He returned to Yuncheng today and said he would come to see his little nephew. He sent me a WeChat message last night."

Over there, Aunt Fu opened the door, and the first thing she saw was a beaming and cheerful face.

Seeing that it was an aunt she didn't know, Nan Jiashu was taken aback for a moment, but also greeted her.

"Hello Auntie."

"Hello, hello, come in!" Aunt Fu smiled kindly.

Nan Jiashu entered the door and began to change shoes in a hurry, as if he couldn't wait to see his little nephew.

"My little nephew! Here comes my little uncle!"

A partition was made between the entrance and the living room, so Nan Song and Shen Du could not see Nan Jiashu.

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

Nan Song rolled his eyes in disgust.

"Your little nephew hasn't opened his eyes yet, and he can't hear you now."

With a smooth movement, Nan Jia threw the bag onto the sofa.

He didn't even have time to say hello to Shen Du Nansong, so he went directly to the crib.

The moment Nan Jiashu saw the baby, he was stunned on the spot.

Nan Song looked at him, saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Shh." Nan Jiashu gestured with his index finger around his mouth.

"Don't talk, I'm admiring my little nephew's handsome face."

Nan Song: "."

Not seeing each other for two months, this little brat has become stupid again.

Shen Du was not speechless, but rather happy to hear this.

Praising his son for being handsome, isn't it because he, the father, is handsome?Isn't it because the genes are good and successfully inherited?
Shen Du thought about it, and was about to praise "the boy has vision", when he heard Nan Jiashu say again——

"I can already imagine how handsome my little nephew will be when he grows up. He must be as handsome as me."

Shen Du: "."

It's a good thing he didn't say that word of praise, the brat is pretty good at putting gold on his face.

In the next 3 minutes, Nan Jiashu clasped the crib with both hands and made the following sounds——

"He's so soft."

"He smells so good."

"He's so nice."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Nan Song and Shen Du looked at Nan Jiashu expressionlessly, both of them had the same doubts in their hearts at this moment.

How did a big man with strong bones and firm bones make such a girly chirping sound?
How many surprises does this little brother have that they don't know?
After staring at his little nephew for a while, Nan Jiashu remembered something, he stood up and walked towards the sofa.

"By the way, sister, I prepared a red envelope for my little nephew."

Hearing the word "red envelope", Nan Song paused when he was scooping up red bean soup.

What?Is there something wrong with her ears?
She took a sip and put down the spoon, then turned to look at Nan Jiashu: "What red envelope?"

Nan Jiashu had already walked over with the bulging red envelope, with "I want to give my little nephew my best" written all over his face.

Nan Song's gaze fell on the red envelope in his hand, with a complicated expression on his face.

Nan Jiashu finally noticed something was wrong with his sister's expression.

"Sister, why do you look at this red envelope so much like looking at a bomb?"

Nan Song raised his eyelids and looked at him: "What's in it?"

Nan Jiashu was stunned for a second.

"...What else can be contained in the red envelope? Of course it contains money!"

Nan Song raised his chin slightly: "Open it and let me see."

Nan Jiashu: "???"

What's the matter with such a look of distrusting him?

Half of my heart is cold.

Nan Jiashu opened the red envelope without hesitation, and turned to Nan Song: "Look, look, is it money? Is it money?"

Nan Song saw it clearly, it was indeed a thick wad of cash, but...

Her faint eyes fell on Nan Jiashu's face, and the latter felt a little terrified of being stared at by her.

"Sister, why are you looking at me like that?"

"You use the pocket money I gave you for living expenses to give my son a red envelope. When the time comes when you have no living expenses, I'll give it to you. Good guy, you've done such a good job!"

Nan Jiashu: "..."

Come to think of it, does that seem to be the case?
Fuck, miscalculated. (Smile)

(End of this chapter)