Thirty-eighth was a strong child from an early age.

When the moon was full, there was a public health incident in the Federation, and his parents were busy raising funds and doing charity, so he was taken by his grandmother, never crying or making trouble, and he was very well-behaved.

When he was half a year old, he sprouted two small baby teeth, and when he smiled, he looked like a cute little rabbit. People who have seen it are all cute, and they can't help but kiss and hug and hold them high. When it comes to children to eat complementary food, the most important thing is rice noodles, and the 38th favorite carrot cod flavor. Nessa didn't feed him, and let him grab the little spoon himself. Food is everywhere, but it's all the same. By this time, he was able to sit up.

By the time he was nine months old, the little one was already crawling fast. Nessa had prepared a large fence for him, with small slides, small tents, and lots of ocean balls. Thirty-eighth loves ocean balls, swimming around the ocean spheres like a dolphin.

When he was ten months old, he began to jump on words, babbling and expressing himself superbly. Nessa loved to hold him and teach him to call Mommy. But when it came to Ye Zhan's hands, Ye Zhan only taught him to call him grandma.

Because Meiduo likes children, and because Ye Zhan doesn't want Nessa to focus on children, he will be jealous.

When the thirty-eighth turned one year old, Ye Zhan took his wife to travel to space.

Meiduo held the child in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window of her house, pointed to the sky and said, "Your parents are on it, when you grow up, will you also go to space?" ”

The little one was very excited, and his little paws bulged vigorously.

When Ye Zhan and Nessa returned, they brought the photos they had taken in the universe, the deep space was vast, distant and profound. And meteorites.

Of course, Nessa did this with deep meaning, and these were all gifts from him to catch Zhou.

A first birthday banquet was held in the hill garden, and relatives and friends came to congratulate and brought precious gifts.

Wei Gaoxiang brought a 3D painting, which painted the appearance of the thirty-eighth generation.

Wen Jingshu and Qiu Ge brought a CD, which recorded Qiu Ge's latest title song.

Hong Xiaohai and Ji Ying brought a toy ancient sword, which means ancient martial arts.

Ye Tingman and Wen Bin prepared some picture books. Wen Bin was also a well-known online writer before becoming the president.

Bai Yuelou prepared a scepter, which was the same as the scepter that the website used to reward, and it was inlaid with a lot of crystals. Little kids love blingbling.

The grandparents were crystal ores, symbolizing the family industry.

The rest was prepared by Ye Zhan, rocket models, spaceship models, space photos and meteorites.

The huge table is full. The thirty-eighth sat in the center, wearing a tiger-headed hat, like a little Buddha. He held his fingers in his mouth, drooling, and his obsidian eyes were brighter than the stars in the middle of the night, and his cuteness made people's hearts melt.

Everyone teased him, hoping that he would choose his own gift.

Among the people who gave gifts, Wei Gaoxiang had the largest rank and the most power, and he wanted to take advantage of his power. "Little Lotte, look at your photo, do you want to be an artist like your grandfather."

Thirty-eighth climbed to the front of the painting, held it and looked at it seriously, and then with the patterned side facing outward, he compared a scissorhands.

Seeing that the adults were stupid and didn't react, he flattened his mouth and shouted, "Shine...... Shine. ”

Is it to take a picture of him? A group of people took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the children, and the little ones enjoyed the aura of the magnesium lights, smiling so much that they couldn't see their teeth.

Wei Gaoxiang is happy, this is the choice of Grandpa Zeng. "My little Lotte is the best, give grandpa a hug!"

Unexpectedly, the thirty-eighth called out "Mom", lost the painting, picked up the rocket model, rubbed it with his fat face, put the model in his mother's hand, and let his mother hug it.

Ye Tingjun laughed heartily: "Hahaha, if there is a father, there must be a son, it seems that our Xiaoyuanzong wants to inherit his father's business." ”

Nessa's consciousness as a mother came again, holding the baby and kissing it non-stop.

Ye Zhan's face was dark, as if she hadn't kissed him for a long time. He rubbed his fingers together secretly and wanted to make up for them at night.

In addition to Qiushan Garden, the place where the 38th Emperor went to the most was the presidential residence. At the age of two, he showed a high talent for numbers, which was due to Grandpa Zeng.

Because Wei Gaoxiang is a good teacher, he taught the best Nisha, and he also influenced Hong Xiaohai to a great extent. Moreover, Ye Zhan knew that his time was running out. Ye Zhan secretly thought that the last part of his life would be lively.

When the doctor examined Wei Gaoxiang's body, he was surprised to find that he had more than half a year left, but he was forced to steal three years of time by his strong willpower and the company of his children.

At the time of the new general election, Wei Gaoxiang fell, and by his side was the thirty-eighth.

That year, Ye Yuanzong was four years old. He kept in mind Grandpa Zeng's words to be a strong man. But the tears were still disobedient and kept falling.

Wei Gaoxiang passed away, Nessa was undoubtedly the saddest, the thirty-eighth felt his mother's sadness, he wiped his mother's face with his little fat hand, and blew: "Mom, don't cry, don't cry, when Yuanzong grows up, will he be the president?" ”

Nessa smiled and asked him, "Do you still want to be a scientist?" The kind that studies rockets? ”

The thirty-eighth nodded seriously: "Well, yes, an artist who doesn't want to be a scientist is not a good president." ”

In the words of the thirty-eighth generation, he will be a scientist for the first forty years of his life and a politician for the next forty years. Guest artist in the middle. Of course, that's all for later.