When Ling Xiyao led the newly appointed housekeeping robot home, what she saw was a happy picture of her grandfather and grandson, and she couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth in her heart. After experiencing the matter of settling down, Ji Botao was undoubtedly grateful to be able to come in person, not to mention that this was her son's grandfather.

"Uncle Ji, I didn't expect you to come in person, I thank you for your help on behalf of the base." Because of the relationship between the two sons, her relationship with Ji Botao and his wife was quite good this year.

When Ji Botao heard this, he reluctantly took his eyes off his grandson, waved his hand and said, "I just came to visit my grandson, I have nothing to thank." What he said was definitely the truth, if it weren't for his grandson, how could he personally go out for this little thing, thinking of his wife's envious, jealous and hateful eyes when he left, Ji Botao couldn't say how proud he was.

Ling Xiyao looked at his little son who was obediently nestled in his arms, swallowed the polite words that came to his lips, and said with a smile: "Xiaoxin was born to see his grandfather for the first time, but he didn't expect to be born at all. "The usually serious general is holding a milk baby, how to look at how to feel happy.

Ling Xiyao's words won Ji Botao's heart, his grandson was close to him, how happy he was, "This child is more sensible than his father when he was a child." ”

When Ji Wenjin heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and he quickly disappeared.

"How so? I heard that Wen Jin was the most well-behaved and obedient of his siblings. Ling Xiyao answered with an interested face, hoping that he would explode some black material about Ji Wenjin's childhood.

Ji Botao was about to answer, but Ji Wenjin stopped doing it, coughed a few times, and signaled his own Lao Tzu to save some face for himself, although he felt that he had no black history to talk about when he was a child, what if there was? Ji Botao received the signal, and glanced at him with a smile, but he didn't say anything in the end, and he uncovered the stubble. Ji Wenjin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while Ling Xiyao rolled her eyes in disappointment, and secretly decided that she would have the opportunity to ask Xiaotian's grandmother for advice in the future.

Ji Yunxin's child was teased for a while, the little stomach was hungry, but Ji Botao didn't notice it at all, the little guy flattened his mouth, revealing aggrieved little eyes, as if he was going to cry out in the next second, Ji Botao panicked, he had limited experience in taking care of children, and he didn't understand his grandson's mind at all, but teased him vigorously, the little guy couldn't see the rations, and finally couldn't help howling, and suddenly a shocking voice of crying ghosts and gods resounded throughout the living room, and several people suddenly felt a tingling pain in their brains, Ling Xiyao is experienced, Immediately invoked spiritual power to isolate, Ji Wenjin and Ji Yuntian realized it later, and also called spiritual power to protect themselves, only Ji Botao was tortured the most, his brain was so painful that he twitched and twitched, his face was pale, and he couldn't speak, but his personality has always been resolute, and the hand holding his grandson has never let go.

After a long while, the little guy who finally got the rations stopped crying, holding the bottle and drinking it to himself, with tears on his little face, Ling Xiyao comforted his son and apologized to Ji Botao, with a trace of worry in his heart, the two grandchildren made a fuss when they met for the first time, and I don't know if General Ji will have an opinion on the little guy.

Ji Botao drank a bag of repair potions to ease his senses, and his tired face added a touch of paleness, but the eyes that seemed to know everything were extremely bright, "Okay!" Good! Worthy of my grandson, haha! "He has a good understanding of spiritual power, so he naturally knows what is special about his grandson just now.

Ling Xiyao saw that he was not surprised, and the worry disappeared, and he said helplessly: "Xiao Xin, he behaves normally on weekdays, but he can't control his crying, which makes you tired." She thought of a lot of ways to solve her youngest son's problem, but it didn't work, but fortunately, he is not usually a person who likes to cry.

Ji Botao didn't care, "The child whose innate spiritual power is awakened must have something special, but it will inevitably be discovered by someone with a heart, and he has to find a way to solve it for him." ”

Ling Xiyao and Ji Wenjin glanced at each other, and then said, "We have tried a lot of methods, but they are useless, at present, I am afraid that the only way to do this is to wait for him to grow up and let him learn to control himself." "Please pay attention to the latest chapters in the future