Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 552
"Which one do you like, grandpa will give it to you."

With the child in his arms, Mr. Fu picked and picked all kinds of priceless antique wall shelves, and showed them all to the child for him to see, asking him if he liked it or not.

"I don't know which one to choose. I'll ask your dad to send someone to pretend to be back later. It's too late, you should go to bed." The old man walked towards the big bed with the child in his arms, muttering, "I'm old and useless. After holding it for a while, I can't hold it anymore."

Take care of the child to sleep, sit by the bed and watch the child for a while, leaving a lamp by the bed.Then he walked to the dark rosewood table, took out the brush, spread the paper, and waved the brush.

The old man is getting old, sleep less, can't sleep at night and wakes up early in the day.The little guy secretly looked at his great-grandfather who was practicing calligraphy.

The word Fu Yao was left on the paper, and the strokes were vigorous and majestic. The old man was very satisfied when he read the pen.

Seeing that the great-grandpa turned off the light and came, the little guy immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He heard that the great-grandfather first sat on the bedside, and then got into bed.Tonight, there is no mother, and there is no small pillow. Let alone sleeping, the little guy is uncomfortable lying down and can't move yet.

He pretended to sleep like this for nearly half an hour, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all. The little guy began to miss his mother, and his nose became acidic.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and then came in: "Grandpa."

Hearing his father's voice, the little guy immediately opened his eyes, rolled over and sat up, and saw his father walking in. Surprised and grievance welled up in his mind, he wanted to scream but didn't dare to scream, for fear that tears would fall if he opened his mouth.

When Fu Sicheng saw the child's eyes, his heart ached instantly.

The old man sat up, turned on the light, first looked at the little guy staring at his father, and then asked Fu Sicheng, "What's the matter."

"Junjun doesn't sleep well. He's so small. There's no weight on his feet. I'm afraid he'll kick you." Fu Sicheng said.

"How strong is such a young child, you think my old man smells bad."

"It's better not to disturb your slumber, I will take the child away."

Fu Sicheng stretched out his hand: "Junjun, go sleep with Dad."

The little guy looked at his grandfather and didn't move.

Seeing the child looking at him, so young but so sensibly taking care of his old man's mood: "Go sleep with daddy." So the old man opened his mouth.

The little guy immediately crawled towards his father, using his hands and feet on the ground.

Fu Sicheng picked up the child: "Say good night to Grandpa."

The little guy waved his little hand: "Grandpa, good night."

Mr. Fu: "Okay, let's take the child to rest."

Fu Sicheng turned off the light for the old man, and left with the little guy in his arms: "Jun Jun doesn't want to sleep with Grandpa, why don't you tell me?"

The little guy was depressed for a while, and suddenly pressed his soft little face to his father's face in aggrieved manner, hugging his father's neck with his little arms, tears rolled in his eyes, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak for a while.

"What's wrong, Junjun?"

"Thinking, thinking about grandpa, and mother Xihuan." The little guy felt sorry for his mother when he thought of his mother's nervousness. He was so uncomfortable that his voice was sobbing.

Fu Sicheng froze in his footsteps, looked sideways at the teary-eyed child, and understood for a moment, feeling sore in his heart.

"Junjun doesn't need to please his grandpa and grandparents, Junjun doesn't need to do anything, they will like their mother and Junjun very much, because we are a family, understand?"

It turned out that the child saw his mother's nervousness all the way and the anxiety after coming here, and felt that his grandparents didn't like his mother, so he tried his best to please them, hoping to win their favor, so that his mother would be happy too.

"Hmm." The little guy nodded.

"Junjun, remember, no matter what happens, your father will support you. You don't have to worry about anything. Junjun is still so young. You only need to eat enough and sleep well every day."

Fu Sicheng kissed the child's face: "Okay, Junjun doesn't feel bad anymore, father will take Junjun to find mother."

"Mom." As soon as he said mother, the little guy's mood was already half better.

(End of this chapter)