(Cat pounce Chinese After all, the security guards on the old man's side can be called an impregnable wall, not to mention Zhu Junwei, even if he is cold, he may not be able to break through it if he dispatches all his manpower and material resources.

However, now that the matter has basically been resolved, whether it is a son or a father and mother, they can come back safely to spend the Spring Festival.

"Son, you have to tell your grandparents by yourself, I don't have that ability!" Mrs. Yan said very unrighteously that she should not gnaw on this kind of hard bone!

"Mom, you let Dad talk about it!"

Young Master Yan was very unkind to push his father to the forefront, but Old Madam Yan was a good example for her husband, "Go, go, don't bother your father, you have the ability to say it yourself!" ”

Young Master Yan had no choice but to ask the old lady to transfer the phone to the old man.

"Grandpa, that little guy has been back for a long time, right? I, Ying'er, and his grandmother all miss him a lot, or let him and his parents come back a day early, you see, okay? ”

This old man Yan is old, and Yan Shao has changed from a domineering dictatorship in the past to a child-like tone now, and the identities of the two seem to have been swapped all of a sudden. The old man became the little overlord Yan Shao back then, and Yan Shao became the old man Yan who was bitter about him and taught him to coax him.

"What do you mean by many days? Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, he came back to accompany us for ten days and eight days, which is called many days? No, I can't go back early, I don't care when your parents will go back! ”

At this time, Yan Shao could basically imagine the cracked expression of his father and mother on the other side of the phone.

Yan Shao soaked softly and hard for a while, but the old man still refused to let go at all, Yan Shao had no choice but to pinch his eyebrows and say goodbye to the old man and hang up the phone.

No wonder the little guy is so difficult, it turns out that it has been inherited from the old man's generation?

After hanging up the phone, Yan Shao put this matter aside for the time being, and was busy for an unknown amount of time, and finally managed to deal with a small part of the work at hand, seeing that it was almost seven o'clock, tonight, there is no doubt that he had to stay and work overtime!

When the internal phone rang, Yan Shao was a little strange, Qin Xiu had already gotten off work on time at half past five, who would it be at this time?

picked it up, but it was the receptionist at the front desk, "Yan Shao, the takeaway is delivered, and now it will be delivered to you?" ”

It seems that the universal special assistant has made a judgment from the amount of documents on his boss's desk that he will work overtime, and directly and thoughtfully helped him order dinner.

Young Master Yan is eating a takeaway that is extremely high-end for ordinary people, and he usually thinks that he can barely swallow it, but today, he can't help but compare it with the bowl of noodles he ate in the afternoon.

Finally finished eating this unpalatable dinner, Yan Shao went into the rest room to wash his face, came out and sat down, thinking that the day after tomorrow would be a holiday, but the baby son was still in the capital, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt.

It's also strange to say that before the boy was sent back, he never imagined that he would have a son, let alone that one day, he would miss the fleshy little guy and think about it so much.

But this little guy has only been back with him for more than a month, but he has already gotten used to his presence.

It may be a bit exaggerated to say that he hasn't seen him for a day, but now, he really misses the little guy very much, even if the little guy always has a strained face and doesn't give him a good look, occasionally, when he asks something, the little guy just snorts twice in response.

But he just can't help but think about that little thing, this kind of phenomenon, strictly speaking, is it considered masochism?

If you count, the parents of the world are probably typical masochistic patients.

I took out the phone and pulled it out again, and this time, it was my mother's mobile phone that was still pulled.

"What's the matter? I said, if you want Tsai to go back early, you have to convince the old man yourself, I can't say it! ”

The old lady's angry voice sounded in her ears, Yan Shao couldn't help but feel a little sorry for herself, she probably wasn't born to the old lady, otherwise, for Mao just now he summed up the symptoms of the masochistic patient, is there any sign in her?

"Mom, tell Tsai to listen to the phone."

The little guy over there was playing football with his brother and cousin in the yard at this time, and in order to satisfy this little ancestor, the old man turned on all the lights in the yard, and the yard was as bright as day at this time.

"Boy, your daddy is looking for you!" Old Madam Yan shouted to the little guy who was going around her brother with the ball.

As if he hadn't heard, the little guy deftly bypassed his brother, flew up, and kicked the football into his brother's dragon gate.

"Hee-hee! Brother, I'm in! Now it's 5 to 1! When I'm done listening, let's move on! ”

Two big children and a small child, three dragon gates were set up in the small courtyard, anyway, the attack and defense were all in charge of each person.

The current score is that the elder brother scored 5 goals and 3 goals for his sister's goal, and the sister did not score any side for the time being, so it is an egg for everyone, and the boy scored 1 goal each of his brother and sister's goal.

In fact, the three of them are very different in height, physical strength and strength, but the little guy has to play like this, and the brother and sister have to play with him like this, but the two of them really haven't let the little guy release water, because the little guy is very serious in this regard, saying that releasing water means disrespecting him and looking down on him.

He said to answer the phone, and his brother and sister sat down on the stone bench outside the courtyard to rest.

The little guy ran to Mrs. Yan in a hurry, took the phone with his little fat hand that had removed the gauze, and gasped while chirping, and said milkily into the microphone, "Hey......"

Yan Shao on the other side of the phone, even if he didn't hear the expected "Daddy", he was still very happy.

"Boy, it's Daddy!"

"En......" The little guy was still panting, Yan Shao seemed to be able to feel the bursts of hot steam and damp vapor rushing to his face, and that soft response made his bones fall off.

"Boy, Xingxing is sick, do you want to come back and see it sooner?"

Yan Shao felt that he was quite unkind, during the day, he first used Xingxing to kidnap Zhu Qianying's sympathy, so that she automatically and consciously accompanied him to take Xingxing to see a doctor, and when he left just now, he also made an appointment with Zhu Qianying to send Xingxing to get an injection the day after tomorrow.

Now, he took advantage of his baby son's love for the stars to let the boy put pressure on the old lady by himself to achieve the goal of returning to L City as soon as possible.

"The stars are sick? What's wrong with it? Don't eat or drink? Or, lying motionless? ”

The boy was originally lazy, looking like he was ignoring Yan Shao, but when he heard that the baby dog was sick, he immediately yelled nervously. Cat flutter Chinese