Facing his son's round eyes, Xia Zhi was soft and distressed.

"How could Mom (Mi mī) not want you, Mom (Mi Mī) will always be by your side in the future, accompany you to grow up to old age, and never leave you again" She firmly assured.

She touched his head gently, and no matter what happened, she would never leave him again.

"Well, I forgive you, oh no, Mom (Mi mī) is so good to me, I don't blame your Mom (Mi mī) for having a hard time"

Hearing his son's thoughtful words, Xia Zhi's nose became sour again.

"Thank you baby"

"Hee-hee" Leng Yicheng rubbed in her arms.

The cold **oss who was ignored on the side,Looking at their mother and son (love qíng) with a depressed face.。。

Leng Chao came over, and when he saw his grandson's delicious table, he couldn't help but snicker.

"Xiaotian, are you feeling better today?"

Hearing the old man's voice, Xia Zhi hurriedly packed up his (情qíng) thread.

"As you can see," Leng Tian replied in a faint voice.

Leng Chao saw that his grandson looked good, and he was relieved a lot, so he snorted pretending to be on his face, and walked in with his hands behind (身shēn), and the housekeeper followed him (身shēn), with food, and said hello to them.

"Grandpa, you're here"

Xia Zhi hugged the child and said hello.

Leng Chao saw that her eyes were red, her eyebrows were raised, and her voice became cold, "Xiao Zhizhi, why are you crying, is this kid bullying you?"

The kid in the old man's mouth undoubtedly refers to the cold weather.

Xia Zhi was embarrassed, his mouth moved, and before he could speak, he was interrupted by the cold weather.

"It's your precious great-grandson"

"Ah" Leng Chao was surprised, and looked at the little guy who was held in his arms by Xia Zhi, Leng Yicheng blinked at him, so you can't (love ài).

"How is that possible?"

Leng Chao didn't believe it at all, and stared at Leng Tian with cold eyebrows.

Leng Tian rolled his eyes, ignored the old man, and turned his wheelchair to the side.

"Grandpa, this is my mom (Mi mī)"

Leng Yicheng hugged Xia Zhi's neck with both hands, and shared with Leng Chao with a smile.

"Of course she is your mother (Mi mī), Grandpa Tai knows, you tell Grandpa Tai that it was not your father who bullied your mother (Mi mī) just now"

The cold dynasty gets to the bottom of it.

Xia Zhi was amused, and quickly explained clearly, "Grandpa, it's not about the cold weather."

"Hmph, don't cover him up, if he bullies you, you boldly tell grandpa, grandpa is the master for you, this kind of problem can't be condoned." Leng Chao snorted a few times, protecting her between his words.

The summer solstice was very touched.

"Grandpa, you misunderstood, my mother (Mi mī) is happy to cry, so she is not bullied by her father to cry" Leng Yicheng pouted.

Leng Chao was stunned, and took a closer look at Xia Zhi's expression, which really didn't look uncomfortable, and there was a trace of joy that couldn't be hidden.

Could it be that he misunderstood.

"So what are you crying about?"

"Me"

Xia Zhi spoke up, and was directly interrupted by Leng Yicheng.

"Mom (Mi mī), Mom (Mi mī), I'll Say"

"Okay" she smiled and touched her son's head, this thing (情qíng) is better than they say.

"Grandpa Tai, Mom (Mi mī) is my Mom (Mi Mī)"

The old housekeeper couldn't help but laugh when he saw that the little guy was emphasizing a sentence.

Leng Chao couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and sighed lightly, "I know she's your mother (Mimī), no one can grab it, you don't have to stress it to Grandpa Tai." ”

"No, I mean, this mom (Mi mī) is my own mom (Mi mī)" Leng Yicheng reexplained.

Leng Chao and Leng Dejia showed a stunned expression (情qíng).