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Zhu Qianying has been back for so long, and he has always been reluctant to set foot in the corner of the Yan family, because, maybe wherever he goes, it will evoke some memories of the old days.

But the son pulled her with great interest, saying that he wanted to see the bird's nest, and she was not good at spoiling his interest, so she had to go with him to the other side of the forest.

Five years ago, these osmanthus trees were small saplings that only reached her shoulders, but now, these osmanthus trees are so dense that she stands under them, only half a tree high.

Presumably, when it comes to the flowering period, the fragrance of this large osmanthus will be full of fragrance.

In her mind, it was natural that in the days of harmony and love after marriage, one day after dinner, Young Master Yan, who had always been in charge of everything, actually offered to accompany her for a walk, and the two of them walked here, and she was very curious at that time.

"Yan Shao, does Dad like osmanthus or Mom like it? So many ......"

"It's Mom!"

"It's so good, in July and August, the osmanthus blooms, and you can pick some to make osmanthus cakes!"

"Will you do it?"

"Of course, don't you see who my mother is?"

"Well, make it for me then!"

"Good!"

At that time, I was also stupid and cute, and I immediately called my mother after walking back, and wrote down a bunch of essentials for making osmanthus cakes, but I didn't expect that those essentials would be useless.

Or, to put it more accurately, the kind of good intentions that you can't wait to please your loved ones are no longer useful.

"Mommy, look, the bird is up there!"

The crisp cry of the little guy pulled the bamboo shadow back to reality, and when she raised her head, she saw that the osmanthus tree not far in front of her, under the cover of lush branches and leaves, did hide a small bird's nest the size of a palm.

I have to say, the little guy's eyes are quite sharp!

"Boys are amazing, how did you find them?"

Zhu Qianying subconsciously lowered his voice, stood on tiptoe slightly, and looked closely, and could see the two or three small bird cubs in the bird's nest that had not even grown their hair.

"Mother Bird fed them with insects in her mouth......" Tsai said, and also learned the appearance of Zhu Qianying and stood on tiptoe to see the little young bird, but his height, naturally he couldn't see anything, so he anxiously pulled Zhu Qianying's arm, "Mommy, Zai wants to see!" ”

Zhu Qianying bent down and hugged the little guy hard, the little guy looked over to take a closer look, and when he saw the little bird cubs with smooth bodies, his face showed a smile and joy, but he covered his mouth with his hand, probably, because he was afraid that he would accidentally make a sound to scare the little bird.

And the dog, who had just recovered from a cold, was obediently standing at the feet of Zhu Qianying at this time, tilting his head, wagging his tail, and looking at his little master with blank eyes.

Zhu Qianying hugged for a while, and the heavy weight made her a little unable to support it, so she put the little guy down, shook her hand, pinched his warped ass and teased.

"Baby, you seem to be really fat!"

Tsai doesn't seem to care at all now, "Hehe, grandma said, the little chubby dun is not bad!" ”

Zhu Qianying secretly snickered, this little guy just can't control his mouth!

It's not bad to say anything about chubby!

"Really! Grandma said, handsome or not, it's the face that you see! Na, the face of the boy can kill all directions in seconds! The little guy said, holding his scissor hand and posing at the bamboo shadow with a cute fu.

Zhu Qianying is no longer able to complain about her son's narcissistic and arrogant skills, anyway, it is definitely to the height that mortals like her can't look up to, and can only worship.

So, Zhu Qianying took his baby son and Xingxing, who had a handsome face that killed all directions, for a walk around the garden, and returned to the house, as the only office worker, Young Master Yan had already eaten breakfast and went to work.

"Mommy, are those lanterns going to be hung outside the gate?"

While the little one was eating breakfast, he looked out at the servant who was busy decorating the house.

"Yes, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, of course, you have to dress up your home beautifully, festive!" Old Madam Yan took the first step to help Zhu Qianying give the answer.

The little guy is spending the Spring Festival for the first time in China, and his impression of the Spring Festival is limited to the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the mother-in-law will cook a lot of delicious food, and then, the mother-in-law and mommy will give him two red packets before he goes to bed, and when he gets up the next morning, he will receive two big red packets, and there is no other superfluous impression.

"Then tomorrow night, grandparents, will you also give the boy a red envelope like your mother-in-law and mommy?"

The little guy is interested in red envelopes, because he saw a model of a battleship at his brother in the capital a few days ago, and he liked it very much, but he knew that it must be very expensive, so he didn't plan to ask Mommy for it.

At this time, he began to think in his heart, if his grandparents and mother-in-law gave him a red envelope, plus the red envelope that his father, who didn't seem so annoying recently, promised to give him, and he could buy that model of the battleship, how good it would be!

He didn't know at all, not to mention the net worth of his father, Young Master Yan, he himself now, just the total asset value of the bunch of shares secretly transferred to his name by his grandparents a while ago, was already richer than many rich people!

Not to mention that in the will that Yanbo and his wife revised only after his return, as the sole heir to the existing property of the couple, after a few years, how huge the assets he owned, for the time being, no one can estimate.

But these, not to mention that he didn't know at all, even if he really knew that he was a little tyrant, for a child who was only more than four years old, those huge shares and huge inheritances were all imaginary numbers, and they were not as practical and exciting as he received a red envelope of hundreds or thousands of yuan.

At this time, Yan Bo, who once controlled the lifeblood of the small economy in China, heard his precious grandson's such cute remarks, and couldn't help but happily hug him over, put him on his thigh and pecked him hard.

"Of course there is! Tsai is our most precious treasure, how can there be no red envelopes. ”

When the little guy heard this, he immediately grinned, "Thank you, grandpa!" The expression on his face was even more vivid and clear.

Yan Bo was very emotional, he still remembered that when his son Yan Han grew up to such an age, he already knew that he was the young master who would inherit the family's business in the future, so whether it was money or people, most of them, he didn't care about them at all, let alone cherish and fight for them.

But this little grandson is different, for him, a red envelope is enough to make him happy, this simple happiness and happiness, on the contrary, is his son who has lived a rich life since he was a child has never felt.

This little grandson made him, a grandfather, understand that for children, inner wealth is much more important than the wealth of money.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! 】 Cat flutter Chinese