"?" What kind of child weighs only a few pounds when he is one year old? Are he aliens? Lin's father asked: "Oh, who gave birth to it? Where is it called?"

"I picked it up big, big..."

I picked it up, how many pounds a year, male, and I have a temper and refuse to let me hug it at will. Big... big guy?

Lin's father thought of the tabby cat adopted by Wen Yanqing last year.

The expression instantly became hard to describe.

It turns out that this man thought of his grandson as he was obsessed with the idea of ​​getting obsessed with the idea of ​​being obsessed with the last night, and his “grandson” was all shaking out; he said he was not stern, but he didn’t mention anything except “grandson”.

I was startled. At that time, I even thought about how to persuade my daughter to go home, and wasted my feelings.

Father Lin got up and left.

Early the next morning, Lin's father, who was about to go out, met Wen Rendong, who was also in good spirits when he woke up early.

Lin's father was very surprised and thought he didn't get up so quickly when he was drunk.

Wen Rendong looked at Lin’s father wearing sportswear and said he was going to the morning rush, and showed great interest and expressed his desire to be with him.

It was dawn, and the rest of the people woke up one after another. The prepared breakfast smelled from the kitchen, and the villa gradually became lively.

Xiao Yian drank milk and sat on the thick soft carpet in the living room. He couldn't sit steadily and fell down.

Jiang Tongtong came down with her little clothes. Seeing her confused son trying hard to support him, she laughed and walked forward and hugged him quickly.

Lin Zhaonan called downstairs.

Wen Yanqing interrupted Lin Gantang's game last night and now he makes crab roe buns for her in the kitchen, which is used to coax her wife.

The sunlight in the room shone in, and Lin Gantang opened his eyes in a daze.

When Wen Rendong and Lin's father came back together, he took the servant's towel to wipe his sweat. Looking at the homely and warm scene in front of him, he was a little stunned for a moment.

The Wen family's children are thin, and their busy careers and their relatives are indifferent to each other, so how can they have the harmonious atmosphere in front of the Lin family?

"Come on, have breakfast together. The child is going to go to work later." Lin's father patted Wen Rendong on the shoulder and enthusiastically asked him to come into the restaurant.

At this time, Lin Gantang washed up and went downstairs, greeting him crisply: "Dad, it's so early."

Lin's father and Wen Rendong turned their heads together.

Wen Rendong was kind: "Ash, Tangtang."

Lin’s father disliked: “You are the last day. What did you do last night? Stay up late to play games?” He even grabbed my braid and refused to let me stay up late.

"No, ask Yan Qing." Lin Gantang said.

Wen Yanqing, who came out of the kitchen, just heard it and coughed uncomfortably: "Dad, have breakfast. Aunt Zhang made millet porridge. You two drank a little too much wine last night, so eat some."

Everyone sat around the dining table, Wen Yanqing gave her what Lin Gantang liked to eat, and Lin Gantang hummed softly.

Wen Yanqing smiled softly, and his eyes were gently raised to her lips. Lin Gantang saw Jiang Tongtong looking at her and smiling, and quickly bit her hands under the table quietly pinched Wen Yanqing.

Pay attention to the right position in public.

Wen Yanqing cried out in pain: "Hiss..."

Lin's father immediately cast his eyes on the two of them, and finally looked at Lin Gantang.

Lin Gantang: I obviously didn’t work hard!

It has changed, he has changed, he would not have been so arrogant before!

Their little movements fell into Wen Rendong's eyes. He smiled quietly in his heart, pretending that he didn't see it.

Sitting among the Lin family is very easy for people to relax without realizing it.

Wen Rendong looked at the millet porridge that Lin Gantang personally helped him with, and the relaxed expression between his eyebrows when Wen Yanqing and Lin Zhaonan were talking, and suddenly understood a little.

No wonder my son likes to come to the Lin family. Perhaps for him, it may feel like home.

In contrast, the Wen family seems cold.

Humans are emotional animals, who doesn’t like warm places?
Chapter completed!