"When you feasted, did you do this father?" When Cang Qingle glared at the banquet gentleman angrily, what, although the name is a code name, it doesn't matter whether it is good or bad, but banquets, banquets, banquets, and banquets, when you hear it, it is perfunctory, too rash.

"Why not, who is the person who said before that it was his blessing to have me as a father? Well? He smiled at the banquet.

"I said it." Cang Qingle stalked his neck, and suddenly regretted saying so.

"Ah......" The little bun slapped on the chin of the banquet king, as if he was avenging his mother.

"Haha...... It's not a good job, and it's not the best baby. Cang Qingle laughed, the little guy's strength was the same as tickling for Yan Junshi, but she was happy when she looked at it, her son was really the closest to her, look, she knew that she was helping her mother and father do it right at such a young age.

Yan Jun looked happy and helpless, the little guy was too faceless, he punitively grabbed the little hand that patted him, put it to his mouth and bit it gently. "If you fight again, I'll bite you."

The baby's skin was so tender that he could pinch out the water, and he didn't dare to use it for fear of hurting him.

Xiao Baozi thought that his father was playing with him, giggled, broke free with his little hand, and slapped Yan Jun's chin again.

"Stinky boy, underwhelming." Yan Jun had a straight face, looking at the little guy tigerly, the little guy was still giggling, the little hand was very restless, and he patted his father's chin to make a feeling.

"Haha, it's not that the eyes are good, it's the same place twice." Cang Qingle was very happy to hug the little guy and kiss the two fiercely.

Yan Jun pointed out good-naturedly: "Ah Le, the baby's vision development is relatively slow. Don't look at his dark eyes, he is bright, in fact, he is blind now. ”

Cang Qingle leaned sideways at him: "Nonsense, at most it's a little myopia, how can it be blind when you open your eyes, I said you're a father, can you be gentle with your words?" He's your son, alas. ”

"Yes, Ah Le taught me." When the banquet was held, she responded in a low voice, and the pleasant and magnetic light laughter was close to Cang Qingle's ears, giving her the illusion of a slight numbness.

"Young master. The patriarch sent someone to bring the clothes that the little young master will wear tomorrow. Rokuchao stood outside the bedroom. Said against the door.

"Bring it in."

Liuchao walked in, his petite figure didn't look like a man.

"Let it go." Yan Jun pointed to the chair next to the bed.

Six Chaoyi put down things and flashed people decisively. He didn't dare to disturb the young master's good deeds. Juvenile couples. The most important thing is to run in.

"I'll see." Cang Qingle got up, put the little bun into Yan Junshi's arms, and fiddled with the little clothes that Grandpa Xiao Baozi had prepared for him with great interest.

A set of bright red delicate Tang costumes. The workmanship is fine and exquisite, she took it out and compared it with the small bun, not big or small, just right, it is clearly tailor-made for the small bun, and I don't know who has this kung fu in this last world to spend time on it.

"It's not that I must look like a little Fuwa when I wear this." Cang Qingle said happily, his head had already begun to imagine the appearance of the little bun dressed red, the white and fat little doll, dressed so festively, not Fuwa.

"Tomorrow." When Yan Jun rubbed the face of the little guy in his arms, a little fat hand waved over, Yan Jun dodged, the little bun slapped in the air, the little face wrinkled, Yan Jun went to pinch him again, and the little bun waved his little hand again...... Father and son enjoyed it.

The next day, the full moon feast.

The full moon banquet of the patriarch and grandson is also the day when the little guy goes to the family tree, and I don't know how many people are staring at it.

Xiao Baozi is the eldest son of the banquet monarch, and there will be no accident in the future, he wants his son to inherit his father's business, and adding his name to the family tree at the full moon banquet is the veritable little prince of the banquet family.

The banquet was held at the Yanjia residence.

Cang Qingle couldn't help but babble just by looking at the tables and chairs set up at the banquet, "When you feast, there are so many people in your family......"

Look at this full banquet, it can catch up with the gate of the ancient mansion, that is, to gather all the people in Jiafu in "Dream of Red Mansions", and this is the posture.

"Scared?" Banquet Jun said.

"Are they scarier than zombies?" Cang Qingle glanced at him, she is not a child anymore, there are many people to be afraid of.

"Maybe." Yan Jun said with a smile, people's hearts are unpredictable, once they tear it up, it is much more terrible than zombies.

"Father is waiting for us, let's go."

Cang Qingle was holding a small bun dressed as a Fuwa in his arms, and he held her waist during the banquet, and the family was very intimate.

"Father."

"Here we are." Yan Hengzhi responded. Today he also wore a set of Tang costumes, dark blue color, not old, the charm of Tang costumes set off his noble and more elegant.

Yan Hengzhi smiled at his son and daughter-in-law, his wise eyes fell on the little bun in Cang Qingle's arms, the little guy was awake, in the environment of so many people, he didn't cry or make trouble, a little hand pulled a few strands of his mother's hair, his eyes stared at his mother's face, he didn't blink, and he was very cute.

Yan Hengzhi likes this grandson very much, and he said that the next generation of relatives should prove good in him, teased the little guy, and said: "The conditions of the last days are poor, and I can't do a big job, so I wronged him." ”

Hundreds of tables and chairs, more than a dozen dishes per table, both meat and vegetarian, are too extravagant to be replicated in the last days, this is not called a big deal, so in the eyes of the banquet family, what is a big deal?

"Ahh......h

"Let me hug him." Yan Hengzhi was very happy, and the little guy obviously remembered his grandfather.

Cang Qingle didn't hesitate, just carefully handed the child over,

"Grandpa's little good grandson." Yan Heng held the small body of the little bun in one hand and teased him.

"......" Looking at this picture of the harmony of ancestors and grandchildren, Cang Qingle was actually a little speechless in his heart, Yan Hengzhi, the patriarch, although he has become a grandfather, but his demeanor is still there, plus that handsome face that does not look old at all, before the end of the world, at most he is a mature and gentle uncle, it is really difficult to imagine such a picture of such a person teasing his grandson.

"It's almost time, take a seat." Yan Hengzhi looked at the sky, and directly took the little guy into the seat, he is now acting like an old naughty boy who has gotten a novelty toy, holding his grandson and refusing to let go.

As soon as the patriarch spoke, people standing and chatting everywhere, and people moving around, soon found their seats and sat down.

A pair of eyes looked at the main table in unison, today is the full moon banquet for children, and the parents of the banquet Jun Shi and Cang Qingle will naturally receive no less attention.

"The conditions of the last days are limited, everything is simple, Hengzhi is very grateful to you for coming to the full moon banquet of your grandson......" The patriarch said a few polite words, it is inevitable to go through the form, but they are all their own families, and they can be a little more casual. (To be continued.) )