Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Ling Sheng grinned, smiled purely and innocently, his bright eyes were still shining.

Ling Xiaoqi didn't speak, she pressed her small mouth and lowered her head, secretly looked at her, grabbed Mommy's hand, and laughed.

Huo Ci was beaten twice and jumped straight up, his handsome face was pale: "Mom, how old I am, can you give me some face."

"You still know that you want face, you speak to me well." Su Xi put away the feather duster in a voice: "You also know that you are not a child, do you see if you are doing personnel affairs?"

Huo Ci muttered uncomfortably, "I'm not doing any personnel anymore!"

"You..." Su Xiyin raised the feather duster again: "You dare to talk back to me!"

Huo Ci hurriedly changed his words: "Dare not dare."

Ling Sheng hugged his son and watched the excitement, but did not dare to laugh too arrogantly.

Yeah, it's so fun, I'm afraid.

Ling Xiaoqi looked sympathetic, grandpa was so pitiful, he would be beaten even if he was an adult.

He has to help grandpa.

When Huo Ci sat down again, there was pain in his back.

Mom is really not soft at all, she is really pumping on her body.

Su Xiyin took the feather duster in his hand, fearing that he would hide it again: "Speak well, otherwise it won't be the case when your father asks."

Ling Xiaoqi talked to Mommy, ran to Huo Ci secretly, and got into his arms.

Huo Ci didn't drive him away this time, and didn't fierce him. He held him tightly, like a talisman: "Mom, I really don't know. Ask her yourself."

It happened more than 20 years ago.

He had so many girlfriends at that time, no one knows which one.

"You..." Su Xiyin picked up the feather duster and was about to do it. Seeing him holding Xiaoqi to block it, he took it back and smiled softly: "Xiaoqi."

Huo Ci sighed.

Check it out!

He is definitely not his own!

Look at this attitude, serious double standards!

Ling Xiaoqi grinned, with red lips and white teeth, and sweetly shouted, "Grandma."

"It's not grandma, it's too grandma." Seeing Xiao Qi's smile, Su Xiyin's heart softened, and he forgot to teach others.

"Too grandma." Ling Xiaoqi's little mouth was sweet: "Too grandma, don't hit grandpa, it's my mother and I are not good, it is Xiaoqi who is ill, mother came to look for him, we didn't mean it."

Su Xiyin became more distressed when the child was so sensible, and pointed to Huo Ci: "Look, Xiaoqi is more sensible than your grandpa."

Huoci is noncommittal: "Yes, everything you said is right."

"You are still not convinced, are you?" Su Xiyin changed his face instantly.

"Convinced, how dare I not be convinced." Huo murmured vaguely.

Huo Ci didn't know who Ling Sheng's mother was, and Ling Sheng didn't know who her real mother was. Only the piece of proof could explain their blood relationship.

"Find." Su Xi said with a stern face: "Find me well, do you know you?"

For so many years, I don't know how her dear grandson came here, and he didn't even have the money to see Xiao Qi. The more I thought about it, the more distressed and red eyes.

"Mom, I see, can't I find it for you? Why are you crying." Huo Ci felt distressed.

Xiao Qi stretched out her little hand to wipe her tears, with a soft and tender voice, coaxing her: "Too grandma, don't cry, I'm having a good time with my mother, and grandma can hurt Xiao Qi."

Su Xiyin hugged Xiao Qi in his arms distressedly, and looked at Ling Sheng again: "Sheng Sheng is here for Grandma."

Ling Sheng also cried, his eyes were swollen, and he came and hugged her with a hoarse and soft voice: "Grandma."