The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 437 The wealthy little daughter-in-law [4]

"Okay, okay, it's just that Xiaoyu——doesn't know if she wants to come or not."

"Xiaoyu told me last time that I really want to see the metropolis!"

Bo Liangshuo came and knelt down in front of his brother, this Xiaoyu was really pitiful, he had never been to a big city.

"Don't hesitate, old man! As far as I know, the army's helicopter is going into the city today—"

Xiang Jiabao stared wide-eyed, "Liangshuo, how do you know about our army?"

"Uh--well... I heard it from my uncle by chance."

After speaking, he stuck out his tongue at his sister-in-law with a smile on his face. He would never tell them that he was also asking whether Gong Shilang would come back these days!
As long as uncle is carried out, no one will suspect anything.

Bo Liangshuo heard from the side that Jun Shao quickly compromised and agreed to bring Xiaoyu to play, and interjected appropriately, "Old uncle, then what, let's bring Gong Silang back by the way!"

"Everyone go home, he will definitely cry when he is alone in the army."

After finishing speaking, without taking them to the end of the call, Bo Liangshuo stood up and jumped into the stream to catch fish again.

Xiang Jiabao murmured in Naogong's ear, "Brother Mengmeng, it seems that Liangshuo loves Miyaji Langye more between the two of them."

"You--"

Qu Jimeng was hugging his fiancée under the big tree, laughing in a low voice, seeing that his brother was more lively than before, he couldn't help tightening his eyes, could it be...

"Master Mengmeng, there are red and soft persimmons, would you like one?"

The driver ran over with a bag of persimmons, interrupting his contemplation.

"Does the baby eat?"

"Okay, okay, let's eat persimmons, you guys go to grill the fish! By the way, if there is no seasoning in the car, you go home and get some."

The driver picked two round and soft persimmons and handed them to them, hehehe smiled and said, "I'll call someone to deliver the seasoning."

"That's fine." Xiang Jiabao took the persimmon, rubbed it on his skirt and started eating.

"Slow down and eat baby..."

The driver ran onto the road with the persimmon in his arms, put the persimmon into the car, and called Bo's Manor.

In a luxurious bungalow, two little old men turned their heads when they heard that a group of children were grilling fish by the stream.

"Let's compete another day and go eat grilled fish." Bo Feiyang said that the wind is like rain, and he stopped playing chess.

Qu Lao's gray eyebrows trembled, "Look at how old you are, an old man? You still mix with children."

Bo Feiyang stood up, plausibly saying, "I'll deliver the seasonings to them!"

"..."

The butler asked someone to pack a few seasonings from the kitchen, and sent them to the car.

"Hey! Are you going or not, you little old man?" Bo Feiyang got into the car and yelled, poking his head outside.

Qu Lao just left the bungalow and got into the car.

After watching the car slowly drive out of the manor, Qu Jimeng's mother came down from upstairs and snuggled into her husband's arms, "Husband, do you think the house is very quiet?"

Bo Junchen flipped through the tablet, looked at the company's affairs, rubbed his wife's chin and said with a smile, "My dad can't stay at home! The children all follow him—"

"Fortunately, you have me to accompany you, otherwise you would be a loner!"

"Well... Wife, if you are bored, let's go out for a walk too?"

"Where are you going? In the garden to bask in the sun?"

"...It's not impossible, go and see if the flowers you planted are blooming!"

The woman was biting a small fruit, and was drawn back to her sight by the man's warm voice. She turned her head and looked at the manor outside the window. The breeze was blowing, and the flowers and plants were fluttering.

He scoffed slightly as if complaining, "I seem to be a little tired of you man."

Bo Junchen fondled her hair, put the tablet in his hand on the sofa beside him, "Go! Let's go to the stream to eat grilled fish too!"

"Eat, eat grilled fish?" The woman was still in a daze, and was carried away from the sofa by the man.

"Junchen, are you going to take me on an autumn outing?"

After squinting at the woman's jumping eyes, Bao Junchen's shrewd and dark eyes swept to the housekeeper in the bungalow, "Go and prepare some food to eat in the wild, and bring it to the stream."

(End of this chapter)