But before going to the suburbs, Yan Xiangnuan planned to send the little bamboo shoots to the old man first, and Yan Xiangnuan planned to arrange the small bamboo shoots in the red-walled brick compound.

The old man has now retreated into the background, although he cares about the affairs of the imperial capital, he rarely cares about things, and almost all of them are idle at home, when he heard that Yan Xiangnuan and his wife planned to send the little bamboo shoots to accompany him, he naturally agreed happily.

In the evening of that day, Jin Weimo got off work, and the husband and wife drove to the compound, and they also packed a lot of small bamboo shoots and took them with them.

Yan Xiangnuan was reluctant to let go of the little bamboo shoot along the way, Jin Weimo also felt that Yan Xiangnuan was reluctant, but for the sake of the safety of the little bamboo shoot, Yan Xiangnuan still gritted his teeth and insisted.

Old Man Jin knew that Jin Weimo and his wife would come back with their children, so he made tea early and sat in the living room to wait.

In the past, when Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo returned to the compound, the old man Jin almost always pulled Jin Weimo to accompany him to play chess, but since he had a small bamboo shoot, Jin Weimo's treatment has been in the back row, and the first thing for the old man is to see his great-grandson.

Because of Jin Weimo's late marriage, Mr. Jin once thought that he couldn't see Jin Weimo's child, but now he is satisfied, he is still a smart and clever child, and his love for Jin Weimo has naturally shifted to the little bamboo shoot.

"Little Yusheng is really good." Old Man Jin glanced at the sleeping little bamboo shoot and praised it.

Can the little one not be well-behaved when he is sleeping?

Yan Xiangnuan is a little funny, but he can also understand the old man's affection, they all say that old children, old man Jin is not young, and occasionally some old children's tempers are too normal.

Moreover, how childish Mr. Jin may not be as good as his master Zhang Yuan, after the master spoils the little bamboo shoots for comparison, Yan Xiangnuan seems to be able to easily accept other people's spoiling of the little bamboo shoots.

"Grandpa, Xiaoqing and I will also stay with Xiaozhu Shoot, Xiaoqing is very edible, don't starve him." Yan Xiangnuan talked to the old man about Xiaoqing again.

Let Xiaoqing accompany Xiaozhu Shoot, one is because Xiaoqing also likes to be by Xiao Bamboo Shoot's side, and the other is that I hope Xiaoqing can protect Xiao Bamboo Shoot, Xiao Bamboo Shoot is still young after all, although this red-walled and bricked land is heavily guarded, it is difficult to say that nothing will happen.

"Don't worry." The old man opened his mouth with a lot of money.

He likes Xiaoqing, although he used to be in a high position, but for Xiaoqing, the dragon, the old man has always had a respectful heart, the dragon is sacred to many people in China, even if Xiaoqing, the dragon, has long taken off his sacred coat and put on the hat of a foodie.

"That's good." Yan Xiangnuan smiled relaxedly.

Because of sending the little bamboo shoots to live in the compound, Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo naturally accompanied the old man to dinner, and at the dinner table, the old man kept asking questions about the little bamboo shoots, how long the little bamboo shoots slept a day, how many times to eat, what supplementary food to eat, etc., the old man asked in every detail.

Even afraid of forgetting, the old man directly ordered the guard to go upstairs and get him a pen and notebook, and made notes on the dining table.

"How many times a day to drink milk powder, how much milk to soak, what temperature do you need, how many times do ......you sleep," the old man asked, taking notes carefully.

Yan Xiangnuan saw that the old man was so serious, so he naturally cooperated and told the old man.

"Okay." The old man remembered carefully, don't look at the old man who was a general back then, but he also wrote a soft pen hand, and the hard pen writing was also very beautiful.

Today's society has been replaced by science, many people from school, rarely write, almost to the point of forgetting to write a pen, but the old man is the older generation, thinking the same as before, upholding, good memory is not as good as bad pen idea, are their own hands-made notes.

When the old man wrote down all the necessary questions, the old man began to enjoy dinner with satisfaction, because only Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo were there, and the old man was not as serious as he was during the dinner in the past, and occasionally talked to Jin Weimo, and naturally asked Yan Xiangnuan why he sent the small bamboo shoots to the compound.

Yan Xiangnuan naturally won't hide it from the old man, but now many things are not clear, and Yan Xiangnuan just said it roughly.

"Then you all stay safe." After listening to what Yan Xiangnuan said, the old man opened his mouth to tell the two.

This little couple is busy, Jin Weimo has his own job, even before, the mission he went out was very dangerous, and his sacrifice and dedication also brought many benefits to the country, and Yan Xiangnuan, because of her special profession, is also dangerous, Old Man Jin is worried about this little couple, and covets heavy hopes.

"We will." Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo glanced at each other, and then solemnly agreed.

After a dinner, Xiao Zhuzhu woke up once, and fell asleep again after eating and drinking, and it was okay to be idle at this time, Jin Weimo accompanied the old man to play chess, and Yan Xiangnuan watched the game next to him.

After usually playing two games of chess, Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo almost should leave, Yan Xiangnuan was reluctant to leave the little bamboo shoots, so when Old Man Jin and Jin Weimo were playing chess, they ran to a special room vacated by small bamboo shoots, and looked at the little bamboo shoots and Xiaoqing who were asleep.

After Jin Weimo finished playing chess, he went upstairs to look for Yan Xiangnuan, and saw Yan Xiangnuan lying next to the little bamboo shoot, holding his head, staring at the little bamboo shoot with a sweet smile, Jin Weimo was funny and delicious.

"It's time to go back?" Jin Weimo bent over and moved Yan Xiangnuan's head towards him, lowered his head and kissed her, before raising his eyebrows and proposing.

"Let me see the little bamboo shoots again, okay?!" Yan Xiangnuan was reluctant to leave, she couldn't wait to stare at the little bamboo shoot, and when she thought that if she left the compound and saw him, she would be sad to death, so she reached out and grabbed the military uniform on Jin Weimo's body and coquettishly.

"Reluctantly?" Jin Weimo asked.

"Hmm." Yan Xiangnuan nodded, leaned over and took two bites on the cheek of the little bamboo shoot.

Recently, Yan Xiangnuan has become a mother, and she accompanies the little bamboo shoots every day when she wakes up and sleeps, and she is also responsible for the little bamboo shoots to eat, drink, and Lazar, and the mother and son spend more time together than anyone else.

"What then?" Jin Weimo reached out and hugged Yan Xiangnuan's thin waist, and asked a little funny.

Because at home, because the heating was turned on, Yan Xiangnuan was still dressed thinly, so Jin Weimo easily hugged her little waist.

"......" Yan Xiangnuan's face was full of confusion, and then the whole person stepped forward with a hum, trying to hold on to his little bamboo shoots.

She just didn't want to be separated from her little bamboo shoots, even if she looked at the sleeping face of the little guy, she was very satisfied.

Jin Weimo reached out and grabbed Yan Xiangnuan, and then hugged Yan Xiangnuan.