After driving for a long distance, we still can't see their mother and daughter. I'm not sure whether they are walking too fast or he's looking for the wrong direction. Ji junyang dials Qianxun's mobile phone several times and is still in the state of no answer. I don't know whether he didn't hear the ring or deliberately didn't answer.

But according to the truth, just now he was still comforting him, so that he didn't have to be angry with his mother. He couldn't get angry in a flash. A girl is not the kind of person who plays with temperament at will.

Just as he was planning to open another distance, and if he could not see them, he would turn to another direction to look for them. Under the street lamp in front of him, two figures, big and small, broke into his sight far away, and his hanging heart finally fell down and sighed gently.

An'an is like a bird released from a cage. Without the restraint of Ji's house, she jumps up and down, and her fluffy princess skirt looks like a flower in bloom. Mother and daughter holding hands, childish language, gentle answer.

Ji junyang is very clear that the rules and regulations of Ji family are not suitable for An'an's growth. An'an needs a more free and open sky, and Wen's family has the soil suitable for her.

When the car suddenly stopped in front of her, Ann cried, "it's dad's car."

Chihiro watched his man come out of the car, "how did you get out? Is everything over?"

Ji junyang looked at his wife and daughter, smiling, "I'm afraid you'll abduct my wife and daughter and leave me alone to live like a year."

"Go to you, and think about it." Chihiro took a look at her. She was ready to go to the crossroads in front of her, that is to say, she had already told the servant that she was just going out for a walk. The house was so stuffy that she needed a breath. In addition, An'an said that she wanted to go out for a walk, so she pushed the boat out of the door.

"Who asked me to call you all the time." Ji junyang complained.

"Qian fumbles for pocket, empty, suddenly remembered," mobile phone put in the room, I'm sorry. "

Ji junyang reached out and flicked her forehead, "OK, I'll forgive you this time."

Ann at one side pretended to be a little adult and sighed, "you two ah, you are both male and female, weighing the weight, how can Mommy leave you?"

In a word, Ji junyang was happy to smile and open his eyebrows. When he went out, he waved and scattered his melancholy spirit. He bent down and picked up his daughter and made a hard turn in situ. "My baby can really talk."

Ann did not feel excited because of this compliment. She held Ji junyang's neck and asked, "when can we go back to Luoshi? I miss my grandparents."

It's the first time for Xiaodong to leave her parents for such a long time since she was born. The excitement and novelty of going out for the first time has faded. Now she just wants to go back early. There is a free world for her. There are many big friends and children in familiar cities.

Ji junyang is sensitive to some things, asked her, "baby is not like Jiangcheng grandmother?"

Ann thought, flat mouth aggrieved said, "it's not that I don't like her, she doesn't like me."

How to say that

"That morning, Jiangcheng's grandmother thought I was not awake, and sighed, if only I were a boy. Dad, Jiangcheng's grandmother has always refused to recognize me and accept my mother. Is it because I am a girl and boys are really so important? "

Grandma and her grandfather like them more because they are happy in the city.

Ji junyang could not change his mother's traditional thought, but he also understood that his daughter's little soul was hurt because of his mother's words.

"Baby, remember Dad's words. No matter how Jiangcheng's grandmother thinks of you, boys and girls are the same in their parents' hearts. Even girls are more close to their parents' hearts than boys. In this world, it doesn't matter if someone discriminates against your gender. Just remember that your parents love you. In the life of your parents, you are a better and warmer existence than boys. "

"Really?"

"When did dad cheat you?"

Ann tilted her head and thought, "not so far. OK, I believe you."

It's like making a decision. The little thing pursed his mouth, put on his red lips, and made a big puff on his face, wet his cheek, and then giggled. After laughing enough, he stopped, pretending to be mysterious and said, "tell you a secret."

"What's the secret?" Ji junyang curiously, sometimes really can not guess his baby this small head in the end what is thinking.

Ann whispered, "you are also the most special existence in my life."

Chihiro pretended to be jealous. "What else can I hear from your father and daughter?"

An an covered Ji junyang's mouth with one hand and shook his head and said, "Buddha says, you can't say, you can't say."

Chihiro slapped her small head with a smile, "I'm still wet, but I'm still loaded up.""I call it precocious." Ann corrected.

Chihiro had no choice but to laugh at the kid. In fact, sometimes I think about it. Compared with children of the same age, precocious is really suitable for his daughter.

What were you doing when you were five or six years old? Chihiro some can not remember, but her children at this age but with a strange speed in growth, I do not know whether it is good or bad.

She does not need a child prodigy like daughter, many child prodigies, young success, but did not bring their own bright future, like a flash in the pan.

In the original idea, I only hope that she can grow up safely, healthily and happily like millions of ordinary children.

But Ji junyang does not have so much worry about his daughter's early wisdom. Of course, he will guide his own daughter well and will not waste her intelligence since she was a child, but he will not give her too much pressure. He has his own discretion in what to do.

He laughed and scraped his daughter's nose. "Precocious children don't fall in love, do they? If I fell in love early, I would be sad to be a father. "

This girl has not yet covered the heat in her own arms, she has to be snatched away by other men. Her heart is really not a taste.

Ann said with a smile, "what are you sad about? Don't you think your beautiful baby can't marry out to be a leftover girl

"You didn't say that my daughter was the lover of my father's last life. My lover was abducted and ran away when she was a little older. Do you think I'm hurt or not?" Ji junyang thought of the boy named Shen Xingchen, but put down his words to rob his precious daughter-in-law.

"Oh, well, in order not to let you have white hair a few years earlier, I decided to spend more years with you." The tone of the little thing, as if reluctant, but still attracted passers-by to look back.

Chihiro laughingly looked at the two living treasure father and daughter, no voice to stop, did not know where they were going to pull, "well, we should go back."

Ann said at this time, "Dad, you take me to eat Haagen Dazs."

Ji junyang will not refuse, "no problem, let's eat Haagen Dazs and then take mommy to have a big meal, OK?"

"Good, good." Ann clapped her hands.

Ji junyang felt that the atmosphere would not be too harmonious when he went back to Ji's house to eat at the same table. It would be better to let their mother and daughter have a light meal outside, which would make the family's ancestor invisible.

So he held his daughter's upper body, opened the door for his wife, and called home again.

The housekeeper answered the call.

"Uncle Ding, don't wait for us to eat. We'll come back later."

When this was reported to Mrs. Ji's ears, it changed a flavor. The old lady snorted from her nose, "it must be Wen Qianxun's wordy words. If you are dissatisfied with me, let my son confront me."

Ji Junling in a listen but ear, return to her, "Qianxun really want to have that heart, long winded make elder brother don't recognize you this stubborn mother."

"She dares!" Mrs. Ji was cross eyed.

"She doesn't dare, but she doesn't want to. Without that evil heart, you have to think about her very badly. It's obvious that her heart is your own, and you can't help it. Well, aunt Zhou, you don't have to prepare dishes for me. I have an appointment with a friend. It's getting late. I have to go to the appointment. "

Madame Ji's face was not good, which would be even more ugly. She roared at the back of Ji Junling's leaving, "you... Roll away, roll away, all of you, don't come back again."

Are these children willing to make her angry one by one. Didn't she just say a few words for Yanan? If the woman is smart and wants to enter the gate of Ji's house, she should sell her favor and give her this step. However, the woman didn't know the style and the human feelings, so she went against her idea.

"Well, mom, you're just a little better. You're not afraid to get angry and have a high fever even if you lose your temper." Ji Junxiang jumped out to sing a red face and reached for the old lady to pinch her shoulder and beat her back.

Mrs. Ji stretched out her son and threw his hand away. "You should be less courteous. I don't know how many flowery intestines you have in your stomach. I just want to confuse your mother. Fortunately, I'll say a few good words to the man named Haiyu in the future. Jun Xiang, I'll tell you, the woman with sea taro is rude and uneducated. Even if I accept Wen Qianxun, I can't accept her. Don't think I don't know about your careful thinking. I help your elder brother to deal with your mother one by one. I just want to think that if Wen Qianxun is accepted by me, you can make your own decisions on your marriage in the future. Hum! "

Ji Junxiang's eyelids jumped fiercely. The old lady was not confused at all. This was also seen through, but he still had to fight against injustice for his woman.

"Mom, although you don't like to listen to it, I still want to emphasize three points with you: first, the sea potato is not rude, it's called straightforward, and I don't like to beat around the Bush, speak ill of people behind their backs, do small moves secretly, unlike some people's honeyed words; second, she is not uncultured, she just follows the basic principle that people don't offend me and I don't commit crimes; third, it's not just that Only those elegant palace music can be called art. What she sings is a kind of life, which is her love work, and will plan it as her own career. In the bar, your son is a regular customer. If the sea taro is not serious, then your son's romantic debt for so many years is erosive. So please look down on your son while you look down on he