Zhou Manchun had been waiting for Jin Beisen's reply, but he did not reply.
In the garden of the famous city.
When Zhou Tinghao saw Zhou Manchun coming with Jin Yumo, he smiled from ear to ear. He squeezed a smile on his aged face and said in a warm tone, "Xiaochun, yo, grandpa's little baby is also here."
"Hello, grandpa." Jin Yumo said very obediently.
Zhao Lizi, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard Jin Yumo's childish voice. She immediately put down the spatula in her hand and ran out with small steps. The smile on the corner of her eyes was kind. "Xiaomo."
"Hello, grandma!"
Jin Yumo was no stranger to Zhou Tinghao and Zhao Lizi, because Jin Beisen often took Jin Yumo to visit Zhou Tinghao and Zhao Lizi. From the first time Jin Yumo saw them, Jin Beisen asked Jin Yumo to call them grandpa and grandma.
It was just that Jin Beisen did not tell Zhou Tinghao and Zhao Lizi about Xiaomo's real identity at that time. Jin Beisen was not afraid that Zhao Lizi and Zhou Tinghao would snatch the child from him, but he was afraid that the two old people would remember Zhou Manchun. After all, when Zhou Manchun left, she even left her parents behind.
"Dad." Zhou Manchun smiled faintly.
Jin Yumo smiled and greeted loudly, "Grandpa, how are you recently?"
Zhou Tinghao picked up Jin Yumo with one hand and carefully protected him in his arms. He took Jin Yumo to the Go table next to the French window and smiled from ear to ear. "Xiaomo, who taught you to say that?"
"Mom and Dad taught me." Jin Yumo sat down cross-legged and straightened his back. He sat opposite Zhou Tinghao and planned to play a game of Go with him.
"Hey, Xiaomo, where's your father?" Zhou Tinghao looked around and found that Jin Beisen did not come tonight.
Zhou Manchun held her mobile phone. When she heard Zhou Tinghao's question, she seemed a little careless. She said expressionlessly, "He's working overtime tonight."
Zhao Lizi came out with a bowl of fish head soup and deliberately went around to Zhou Manchun. She looked Zhou Manchun up and down with her shrewdly and said, "Did you have a quarrel with him?"
Zhou Manchun opened a bag of chips in front of her and said unhappily, "Mom, look at what you're saying. How old am I? Why do I have to quarrel with him? What's there to quarrel about? We're fine. "
Zhao Lizi crossed her arms and stared at Zhou Manchun for a full three seconds. Then, she said earnestly, "That's good. You're good at everything, but you're afraid of losing face. If you want to lose face, you'll suffer. Women should know when to give in and stop torturing Beisen. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand," Zhou Manchun was a little annoyed by Zhao Lizi's nagging. She sighed and said.
"Girl, are you finding me annoying?" Zhao Lizi narrowed her eyes and asked unhappily.
In this family, the person Zhou Manchun was most afraid of was Zhao Lizi. Because her shrewd mother could always see through her mind at a glance. Zhou Manchun could expose herself in front of Zhao Lizi at any time.
"I don't dare. Mom, I'm hungry. Can we eat?" Zhou Manchun threw the phone aside angrily and asked carelessly. She didn't know which big client Jin Beisen went to meet today. He had not talked to her since the afternoon. This kind of rhythm made Zhou Manchun feel very uneasy.
"Why are you still like a child? Look at your son. He is calmer than you. Well, if you're hungry, come to eat. Go wash your hands first. "Zhao Lizi continued to nagging and looked unwilling to give up.
At this time, Zhou Manchun regretted bringing Jin Yumo here. Her original intention was to relax. But why was she being nagged by Zhao Lizi as soon as she returned to her parents' home?
Jin Yumo held a white chess piece in his hand and was staring at the chessboard attentively. But when he heard Zhou Manchun calling him to eat, he immediately put down the chess piece and said, "Grandpa, I'll leave it here. Let's continue after eating."
Zhou Tinghao naturally had no objection. He stretched out his big palm and rubbed Jin Yumo's hair and said, "Okay, let's go eat first."
During the meal, Zhou Manchun just chatted with Zhou Tinghao. In fact, Zhou Manchun's character was more like Zhou Tinghao's. Zhou Tinghao was very gentlemanly when he was young. His gentle appearance attracted many girls to pursue him, but Zhou Tinghao only took a fancy to the grumpy Zhao Lizi. Zhao Lizi never beat around the bush. She was always straightforward and said whatever she wanted to say. Now that she was middle-aged, she became a little more restrained.
But since they got married, their relationship was very good. They didn't have a big fight in these years. Occasionally quarreling was also one of their ways to show their affection.
After dinner, it was already late. The night gradually shrouded the whole city, and the surrounding lights were lit up one after another.
Zhou Manchun and Zhao Lizi sat on the sofa. Zhao Lizi knitted two sweaters for Jin Yumo. Jin Yumo liked it very much. He held the sweater with the little panda on the chest and refused to let go. He shouted that he wanted to wear it.
"Why wear it on such a hot day? I won't wear it today. We can wear it next time when it's cooler. "Zhou Manchun said with a doting face.
"No, mom. Let me try it tonight," Jin Yumo said persistently. She simply couldn't bear to part with the sweater anymore.
Zhou Manchun curled her lips. She didn't know who Jin Yumo's character was like. He was actually so stubborn when he liked something. This wasn't very good. In the end, she couldn't persuade Jin Yumo, so she compromised and let Jin Yumo try the sweater!
In early autumn, wearing a sweater was like drinking hot water under the scorching sun. But Jin Yumo's heart was happy, so he didn't complain that it was too hot. He ran around wearing the sweater that Zhao Lizi knitted. The living room echoed with his childish laughter …
When Jin Yumo's smiling face appeared in front of her, Zhou Manchun looked at him with a gentle face. Suddenly, she recalled that winter three years ago, she also knitted a scarf for Jin Beisen.
However, when Jin Beisen received the scarf that Zhou Manchun knitted, his reaction was the same as Jin Yumo's. He was extremely happy and refused to take the scarf off. It was said that men were actually children. Thinking of this, Zhou Manchun suddenly smiled, and her soft lips curled into a beautiful smile.
"Xiaomo, stop running. Come here. Mom will take a photo for you." Zhou Manchun looked at Jin Yumo, who was sweating profusely. She quickly pulled him over.
Jin Yumo was sweating, and his bangs stuck to his forehead. He smiled foolishly and walked in front of Zhou Manchun.
Zhou Manchun picked up her phone and took a photo of Jin Yumo. She also looked at the time. It was already 8: 30.
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