Saying that, Lei Gang immediately called Fan Kaiyan: "Kaiyan! Little Pete and I are fine, we have arrived at the airport in our hometown, you can call the family immediately and ask them to come and pick up the children!"

Fan Kaiyan's very excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Oh! That's great! That's great! Good! Lei Gang! I'll call right away!"

After a while, Yang Ping's phone rang, and when she heard Kaiyan's voice, she said anxiously with a crying voice: "Kaiyan! The other party doesn't know me, and it doesn't seem to want to give the child to me, what should we do now? ”

Fan Kaiyan on the other end of the phone smiled and told her a lot, after hanging up the phone.

Yang Ping smiled easily, and took a look, the man in front of him who seemed to be rough and leafy, but his mind was so meticulous, Kaiyan and they entrusted the baby to him, they really found the right person! looked at Lei Gang and then said to him: "My family Kaiyan said that your toes are born with a little thumb. Our baby's nickname is Pete, or your godfather, his big name is Fan Yaozu and he wants the child to return to his roots as soon as possible and glorify his ancestors in the future. Pete was born with a small mole with red spots behind her ear, which looks a lot like her mother, Yang Guo'er. After saying it in one breath, he quietly waited for what Lei Gang would do next.

Lei Gang listened to Yang Ping's words, and his face was full of embarrassment: "I'm sorry!" I didn't mean to embarrass you, I just wanted to be responsible for the children and the Kaiyan couple. You're right! I can now trust my child to you. After speaking, he first took off the big black backpack on his back and continued: "There are some small clothes, diapers, milk powder, and feeding bottles for little Pete here. There's also a big bag on the cart, and a small bag is a little Pete's stuff, so you can all take it together! ”

Then, Lei Gang, he took down all the packages of Little Pete on the cart and put them aside. In the end, I reluctantly took off the little baby on my chest, opened the small quilt wrapped and wrapped, and looked at the little face that was sleeping for a while. Some reluctantly cut their love, and handed little Pete into the hands of Yang Ping, who had already opened his arms.

Lei just took a look at the little Pete that Yang Ping was holding in his arms. This time I returned to China and turned west, and I took a car, a boat and a plane, and went around six or seven countries, and it took more than half a month to stop and go on the road, and I already had a very deep relationship with this little girl. Afraid that he would be impulsive and snatch back the little Pete who didn't belong to him in the first place, his eyes were slightly red, and he carried his big bag and left without looking back.

Yang Ping stood holding little Pete, Fan Ya, Grandma, and Qiao Jun together, looking at this little girl curiously.

"Auntie! Did he choose a name for our little one? How could he be so small, but this hair is too little, only a few hairs, just like a little monkey on TV, the little face looks a little like a mother, this pink little face, looking at the tender skin, I touch it. After speaking, he gently touched the face of the little brother: "Wow! The baby's skin is so tender! I'll touch it again. ”

Yang Ping slapped Fan Ya's hand away: "Xiaoya! You can touch it, don't hurt little Pete!"

Grandma looked at this little grandson and liked it very much, and then Fan Ya also wanted to reach out and touch his little face: "Little baby! You're better than grandma, so you're back on a plane when you're so big of a fart! I'll touch it, my little grandson. "Stretching out his hand full of cracked and rough skin, he was about to touch the face of his little grandson.

Looking at grandma's hand, Fan Ya, Yang Ping and Qiao Jun were so frightened that they all cried out in unison: "Grandma! Wait a minute, don't touch him!" Qiao Jun pulled his grandmother's sleeve in time, and grandma was stunned: What happened?

Fan Ya shouted first: "Grandma! Usually when you touch my face, I can't stand the pain, you forgot! Is my baby's skin more tender than mine? Wait a minute, what if you break his skin? ”

Grandma thought about it, her mood was immediately very low, she lowered her head and didn't speak, tears began to roll in her eyes, think about it: I have worked hard for most of my life, and when I come, I can't even touch my own grandchildren.

Qiao Jun pushed Yang Ping on the side, looked at her with his eyes, and glanced at Grandma Fan again. Yang Ping said knowingly: "Auntie! Your hands are too rough to touch your baby's skin, but you can hold your baby and he will let you hold it first. With that, he handed the child to the grandmother.

Grandma was like a child at this time, and in an instant, her mood turned cloudy, and she happily took the little baby wrapped like a zongzi, and asked Yang Ping: "Ping'er!" Did we Kaihiko name the child? ”

"Auntie! Kaihiko: They've already named their children! The little name is Pete, and the little one in our family is Fan Yaozu. Yang Ping liked these two names in her heart, and said them like this.

"I don't like what foreign names the child is called, what Pete is still preserved eggs, or Yaozu is good-sounding, it sounds like it will be able to glorify the ancestors in the future, what an atmospheric name." Grandma beat her son and daughter-in-law to go abroad and threw this mess to her, she hated all the words related to foreign countries, but she didn't want this baby bump to carry any foreign shadow.

Fan Ya didn't know what was going on in her grandmother's mind, and kept shouting: "I think the baby's name Pete is nice and foreign!" Fan Yaozu is so ugly, an old-fashioned name! ”

"You two grandchildren, one doesn't like Pete, and the other doesn't like Yaozu, so what should I do with this little name, do you want to change it for the time being?" Qiao Jun was a little joking and deliberately came up with a bad idea.

Now Fan Yake took it seriously: "Okay! Okay! What's that name? Mine think about it. ”

Yang Ping patted Fan Ya's head: "What do you think!" Do you think it's easy to choose a name? Your uncle is making fun of you! That's all! You don't need to change your name, you really want to take a small name, you go home and study it slowly, no one will stop you!"

"Really! That's great! My brother's nickname is under my control, and none of you are allowed to rob it, and you are not allowed to go back. Fan Ya jumped happily.

Little Pete was very quiet and slept very peacefully around him at first, but at this time, there was a burst of noise in his ears, and the unfamiliar sound became more and more harsh. It was already a little uncomfortable to be wrapped, and grandma was afraid that she would not be able to hold it steadily, so she hugged little Pete tightly.

When he opened his eyes and looked around, the others saw that he was awake, and they all happily told him and teased him. Little Pete couldn't find a familiar face, a familiar voice, and all of a sudden, he closed his eyes and flattened his mouth: "Wow-wow-wow-ah!" Crying, tears flowing, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Grandma had the heart to wipe her grandson's tears, but she didn't dare to touch him with her own hands.

Fan Ya wanted to reach out to wipe the baby's tears, but was pushed away by Yang Ping: "Xiaoya! While you play, don't accidentally touch your fingernails with the baby! As he spoke, he took out a tissue and gently wiped his tears from his little nephew.

Qiao Jun looked at the family in front of him, and he really cared for this little bit. The big ones are raised as pigs, but the one in front of me looks like it's really going to be raised in my mouth, and I want to laugh.

Little Pete was still crying, and it was useless for grandma to coax her, she was a little flustered.

Yang Ping felt that Pete should be hungry, Qiao Jun brought the big backpack in time, and Yang Ping hurriedly soaked the milk powder and gently stuffed it into Little Pete's mouth. But he stopped after a few sucks, cried a few times, sucked a few more times and cried again. At this moment, Grandma looked even more panicked: "Ping'er! Or you hug it! Isn't it that I can't hold it, and the child can't eat well! ”

To be continued......