"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Did the sofa bully you? Do your hands hurt?" Zhuang Zhuang woke up, was hugged by Dazhuang, and just walked to the staircase, he saw his grandfather patting the sofa.

The little guy hurriedly ran to the ground, grabbed his grandfather's hand, puffed out his cheeks, and said, "How can grandpa be angry with an object? ”

The little cheeks were bulging, and he blew hard, "Grandpa doesn't hurt, grandpa doesn't hurt." ”

The armrests of the sofa are made of mahogany, and Mr. Zhuang has used a lot of effort to pat, can it not hurt?

His palms were red, and he didn't recover after a few snorts, and his big eyes were full of tears, which quickly rolled down, "Woo...... Grandpa, it hurts, doesn't it? Woo woo......"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Zhuang Zhuang calls his grandfather, his grandfather doesn't hurt, really, Zhuang Zhuang don't cry, Zhuang Zhuang cries, and his grandfather will feel heartache. ”

Mrs. Zhuang, who was preparing the meal in the kitchen, heard the child's crying and hurriedly ran out, "What's wrong with Zhuangzhuang? Why are you crying? Can't three adults look down on a child? It's really useless!"

Mrs. Zhuang lost her temper indiscriminately without asking, but she pulled it with one hand, and she had never cried like this, she saw that her husband had something to say to Shen Moyi, so she excused herself to help in the kitchen and gave them the space.

After such a while, the child cried and made her feel distressed, "Zhuang Zhuang doesn't cry, come to grandma, grandma will lead Zhuang Zhuang to catch fish, okay?"

Zhuang Zhuang cried breathlessly, "Grandma, grandpa's hand...... Grandpa's hand was broken......"

"Huh?" Mrs. Zhuang was startled, hurriedly grabbed her husband's hand, and looked over and over again, but it was just a little red, not like it was broken?

Mr. Zhuang told her that it was okay, but the child didn't understand it and was scared to cry. But the child was the real reaction, and he was very happy.

Stretched out his hand to hug the child and kissed his tearful little face, "Zhuang Zhuang is a man, you can't cry your nose." Grandpa didn't pay attention just now, so he got his hand, and Zhuang Zhuang called his grandfather, and it didn't hurt anymore. You see,"

Mr. Zhuang opened his hand, opened it and shook it again, "It's very flexible, isn't it? Grandpa's hand really doesn't hurt anymore, it makes us strong and sad, I'm sorry." ”

Zhuang Zhuang was still sobbing, seeing that his grandfather's hand didn't seem to hurt anymore, he taught him with a small mouth, "Grandpa is not allowed to be angry with objects in the future, it's a big deal that we don't want it, and we can't hurt ourselves." ”

"Zhuang Zhuang learned the right lesson, but my grandfather didn't understand it, and he won't do such stupid things in the future. Zhuangzhuang, who do you think this is?"

The child held on to this matter, and Mr. Zhuang felt relieved and at the same time had a big head, so he had to find a way to divert his attention.

When he looked up and saw Shen Moyi, he hurriedly introduced him, "He, it's my mother's younger brother Shen Moyi, and it's your uncle." Hurry up and call someone. ”

"Hello uncle. ”

Zhuang Zhuang is an obedient and good child, adults can call whatever they want, they will not recognize life, let alone twist and pinch, "You are my mother's younger brother, so do you like me?"

Shen Moyi was still immersed in the fact that the child was a congratulatory statement and did not come out, it was the child's crying that brought him back to his senses, and he saw a large family revolving around the child, especially the tears in Mrs. Zhuang's eyes, which moved him even more!

He is the only son of the Shen family, and he grew up with the stars, so he doesn't seem to get so much love, right?

Zhuang Zhuang is not their own grandson, but he gets the same treatment as his own grandson, while the Shen family, who is related to him, knows nothing.

This fact made Shen Moyi embarrassed!

"Uncle likes Zhuang Zhuang very much, this is a gift for you, see if you like it or not?"

Shen Moyi gave him the gift, and Zhuang Zhuang grinned, "Thank you, uncle, Zhuang Zhuang loves his uncle the most." ”

This sentence is very innocent, but it is also absolutely a fool!

Dazhuang glanced at the child, but the child didn't look at him, and lowered his head to dismantle the toys and play with them.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said to Shen Moyi very unwillingly: "See, this kid just used that sweet mouth to subdue my parents, my status has plummeted!"

"How old is you, and you still compete with your children for favor, is it a shame?"

Mrs. Zhuang scolded him lightly, and went to the kitchen to help, "Did you call Xinxin?" let her come back early, the work is done in one day, it's not good for girls to work too hard." ”

Dazhuang shrugged his shoulders and once again expressed his "dissatisfaction": "See, Xinxin's status in our family is definitely above me." "I took out my phone and went to make a call.

Shen Moyi didn't know what he felt in his heart, everything he saw in the dealer broke his inherent cognition, "Uncle, I understand what you mean, don't worry, we won't do anything in the same room." ”

Mr. Zhuang nodded, just understand, "I'm old, our Zhuang family only has one child, Xiaoyan, although you are only two years older than him, but your city and vision are much stronger than him, I hope you will help him more in the future for the sake of your sister and Zhuangzhuang." ”

This is the heart of an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, Shen Moyi once again said that he would never live up to the old man's entrustment, and would definitely try his best to help, "What Xiaoyan lacks is experience, over time, he will definitely make a difference, you don't have to worry." ”

"In the future, I will be relieved to have your help to take care of it. ”

"Uncle, why are you so good at picking gifts? It's really picking in Zhuangzhuang's heart, this bumblebee, Zhuang Zhuang likes it very, very much, and loves you." ”

The little pony interjects at the right time, making everyone laugh.

Shen Moyi was bombarded with sweet words for the first time, and he was not used to it, "It's good if Zhuang Zhuang likes it, next time you want any gift, you can call your uncle." ”

"Really?"

Zhuang Zhuang heard that he could ask for toys at will, and his sparkling eyes became brighter and brighter, you must know that his mother doesn't like the house to be messed up by him, and if he wants new toys, he must put the original toys into the storage room, otherwise he will not talk about it.

But he likes every toy, and he can't bear to put any of them away, so what can he do?

In order to get a new toy, he is fighting wits with his mother every day, and he also has a lot of brain cells.

It's better to be a new uncle!

Hurriedly ran to the entrance to pick up his small schoolbag, took out the small mobile phone inside, and came back in a hurry.

Da Zhuang is right, this kid's mouth is really sweet, "Uncle, you are the most handsome and kind man in the world, and good luck will accompany you for a lifetime." ”

Shen Moyi was fooled by him and couldn't find the southeast and northwest, so he smiled dumbly, took the child's small mobile phone, entered his phone number, hugged the child and kissed him fiercely.

Da Zhuang saw that he was fooling people again, and couldn't help but open his mouth to hit him, "Zhuangzhuang, uncle gave you a new toy, so which toy are you going to put away?"

Mr. Zhuang also joined in, "Qiang Qiang likes your rush-edge-gun very much, shall we give him the charge-edge-gun?"

Zhuang Zhuang was chasing "I Am a Special Soldier" during this time, and the first thing he did after returning from kindergarten was to turn on the TV to watch the replay, and he especially liked the kind of TV series that was pure men, and regretted that he couldn't have a real gun.

That simulated rush-edge-gun was a gift that his grandfather brought back to him when he was on a business trip, and it was his most precious thing, how could he give it away?

The little one looks down and thinks about it for a long time, he wants a new toy, but he doesn't want to give up his favorites, how can this be good?

Suddenly, the little guy picked up the Rush-Edge-Gun, hid it in the hero's kennel, covered it with a mat, and told his good "brother" over and over again that he must protect his baby, otherwise he would not take it out to play.

The innocent and cute little appearance made everyone laugh again.

Shen Moyi likes Zhuang Zhuang very much, and Zhuang Zhuang also likes him, maybe it is related by blood, and after a while, the two of them will play together.

Zhuang Zhuang has a sweet mouth, coaxing Shen Moyi to smile, Da Zhuang was jealous, hugged the child directly, and kissed him his fat face, "Zhuang Zhuang, do you have a new uncle, don't you like my uncle?"

"How come? Zhuang Zhuang loves his uncle the most, and his uncle ranks first in Zhuang Zhuang's heart. ”

If you just listen to him, you will feel that in his mind, it is indeed like this, but the way he does not raise his head or open his eyes is obviously fooling.

Shen Moyi couldn't laugh, why was this kid so funny, "Who did Zhuang Zhuang learn from?" his mother doesn't seem to be like this. ”

Da Zhuang snorted and pinched his face, "Who else can I learn from?" His grandfather teaches children to speak sweet words all day long, so that I can't hear him say nice things for a day, and I feel uncomfortable all over. ”

Mr. Zhuang didn't feel embarrassed at all, and laughed on the side, and Shen Moyi couldn't help but laugh.

When Lan Xin came back, he saw such a picture, Zhuang Zhuang sat on the carpet and played with toys, although the little fat hands were short, but they were very flexible, and the complex toys of Transformers conjured up one model after another of different shapes under his hands.

The little mouth was still babbling something, and two big men surrounded him, like guards.

The smile on her face widened, "Zhuangzhuang, Mommy is back." ”

Zhuang Zhuang threw away the toy in his hand, twisted his little fat buttocks, got up from the ground, and rushed towards his mother with joy, "Mom, you are back, Zhuang Zhuang misses you." ”

"What does Zhuang Zhuang think about his mother?"

"Zhuang Zhuang thinks about what his mother thinks, he doesn't eat well, he can't sleep, Mom, I've lost weight. ”

Mrs. Zhuang and Mr. Zhuang looked at each other and couldn't help but smile: "Who ate a bowl of small wontons at noon and ate a chicken thigh?"

"There seem to be two tiger skin chicken feet," Mr. Zhuang added, "a yellow croaker, whose belly did that go into?"

Lan Xin understood, "Zhuangzhuang, you didn't go to kindergarten again?"

Mrs. Zhuang regretted it after speaking, why did she forget to cover just now? Hurriedly turned around and left, "Husband, the soup on the stove is almost ready, you can help me taste it." ”

"Okay, I'll try it, as long as it's light, Zhuang Zhuang is a child, you can't eat salty. ”

Zhuang Zhuang was dumbfounded, his grandparents who could help him flashed, and his mother's face was gloomy and terrifying, what should I do?