Niannian is still crying, crying, song ran can only admit her life to feed her.

Mother's feeding is a sacred moment. Gu Jingxing certainly has no evil thoughts at this moment. He only feels that the scene is so warm that he can't bear to leave.

Don't want to be separated from them, not at all.

In fact, from childhood to adulthood, he never loved his family. When he was a teenager, he came out to join the army, and only went home once for two years or sometimes as long as three years. He also seldom had the thought of homesickness.

But parents, brother and sister, and wife and children, it seems that is not the same.

Today, he wants to be with his little ran every day. He is happy to see her laughing and scolding, even if he looks at her.

This is about, love to the bone.

The child who can cry has milk to eat, and the child who can't cry won't fall off. Both children are fed with milk, and Gu Jingxing puts them in a shaker.

Now the baby is not as red and wrinkled as it was yesterday, and the skin color of snow white is faintly visible.

Song ran was pleased, very good, did not inherit Gu Jingxing's ancient copper skin.

Song ran Gang just said that her daughter wanted to grow into a little demon king, which is not a casual remark.

After a detailed count, I found that my father is the chief executive, my mother is the big boss, my aunt and uncle are both big bosses, my grandfather is a cabinet member, my uncle is the deputy president of the procuratorate, and my grandfather is the commander-in-chief of the military region

This shining title, this tough life.

No, we can't spoil the little rabbit too much, or she will be arrogant, and she can't control her later.

Just thinking about it, song Xuan knocked at the door and came in. Song ran looked up at her and said, "come in and knock on what door?"

Song Xuan showed her hands: "a little farewell is better than a new marriage. If you two are doing something intimate, would it be embarrassing for me to come in?"

Well, it's very thoughtful.

Song ran hummed: "elder sister, you are wrong, we are not a farewell, we are a long farewell."

Gu Jingxing smiles with a guilty heart. The resentment in the heart of the little ancestor has not been dispersed. It's really troublesome.

"Well, that father came to see you, just outside the hall."

Song ran nodded: "Oh, then you let him in."

When Tang Qingru came in, he saw song ran and his granddaughter. He was very excited. His little daughter had gone through the ordeal and finally came to the end.

In the future, I hope she enjoys endless happiness.

Tang Qingru held two big red envelopes in his hand, one beside a child.

Song ran teased and said, "Dad, this is a red envelope for meeting. When the full moon wine comes, we should continue to pack it."

Tang Qingru said: "don't worry, full moon wine, one year old, every year, I will make a red envelope, a big red envelope."

Song ran was very happy.

Tang Qingru waved again. Secretary Dong on one side handed over a wine red velvet box and opened it. There were two gold lock pieces in it.

Tang Qingru handed the box to song ran and said, "this is specially made by me. In a few days, you will wear it for your child, eh?"

Song ran took the box and said with a smile, "I thank my grandfather for the children."

Tang Qingru beamed with joy: "good, good."

But it's a pity that Yu Jin can't come to see her granddaughter with her own eyes. Later Let's discuss it later.

I hope to have such a chance. He doesn't want her to live a dark life all her life. He has been trying to find a way.

It takes time.