Chapter 295
Cheng Yuanzheng was a little moved. With a bright smile, he picked up the boy and weighed the weight. He was sad in his heart, but he smiled brightly on his face.
"Good boy, looking thin, I didn't expect it to be quite strong. Do you often help your family? Sensible!"
Yang Qihang's small face glowed, put one hand around his neck and sat straight with his head held high.
"I'm a man at home! I want to take care of my mother and grandmother!"
"Good boy! Good! Hold on!"
Cheng Yuanzheng praised him again and suddenly lifted him up!
Yang Qihang was startled and giggled happily.
"Higher! Higher!"
"Have the courage! Come!"
Cheng Yuanzheng threw him up gently and caught him steadily. Yang Qihang laughed louder and attracted the curious look in the inner room.
Several women watched quietly, all wiping their tears.
Li Yuemei glanced at Qin Shuang and whispered, "I told you to find another one. You don't listen. The child can't leave his father!"
Qin Shuang was silent, and the green tendons burst from the back of his clenched hand.
No one can replace Yang Yi, no one.
The son just lacks the care of male elders and wants someone to play with him.
Su Haitang also stood leaning against the Westinghouse door frame, smiling at the scene of love.
I didn't expect Cheng Yuanzheng to have such a side. Will he be a good father?
Bah, how does he become a father? What does it have to do with her?
Su Haitang blushed and secretly despised.
"Well, your voice is almost broken. Go and have a drink."
Cheng Yuanzheng threw him seven or eight times, caught the addicted little guy and put him down.
Yang Qihang took his hand into the house, poured him a glass of water first, and excitedly introduced him to Qin Shuang.
"Mom! Uncle is so powerful. He is my father's comrade in arms! Let's keep him at home?"
Qin Shuang glanced at Cheng Yuanzheng, who was not red and breathless, touched his son's slightly damp little head and gently advised him.
"My uncle is very busy. My mother is ill. You should help my mother greet my uncle. You can't fool around, you know?"
Yang Qihang gave a cry, spread out his hand and handed it to Qin Shuang. His face was full of excitement and joy!
"Mom, a gift from my uncle! He's so good that he can hit all the targets!"
Qin Shuang looked at her son quietly with relief and sadness in her eyes.
The man whose son should worship most went early.
"Did you thank your uncle? What gift are you going to give your uncle?"
Yang Qihang blinked and tilted his head.
"I'll give my warship to my uncle!"
With that, he looked up, smiled brightly, turned and ran back to Westinghouse.
"Children are naughty and a little noisy. Forgive me."
Qin Shuang smiled and apologized.
Cheng Yuanzheng waved politely.
"Boys should be lively. Xiaohang is very good and cute."
While talking, Yang Qihang already ran over with a woodcarving warship and tiptoed to Cheng Yuanzheng.
"Here you are, uncle! This is my most precious thing. Here you are! You give me your precious thing. Let's exchange it!"
Su Haitang followed and shook his head.
She just asked that Yang Qihang's father carved the warship for him.
Cheng Yuanzheng touched the child's head and gave Su Haitang a reassuring look.
"Xiao hang, your warship is very powerful and great. But my uncle is an army and prefers guns. Can you draw a gun and give it to me? It's also good if you can make one with paper or branches."
Qin Shuang took a sigh of relief, looked at him gratefully, felt wrong, and hurried to make up for his son.
"Xiao hang, give gifts to others. You should give them to others. Your mother taught you, didn't you? Go and draw better. Ask your little aunt to help."
Yang Qihang nodded solemnly, holding the baby warship and clattering back to Westinghouse. He didn't forget to look back and shout Su Haitang, "aunt, come and help me."
"Please sit down. It's cold outside. Have you eaten? Make do with two more here? I'll fry two dishes. You can drink two cups to warm up."
Qin Shuang hurriedly greets Cheng on the expedition, makes the friendship of the host, and struggles to get down.
"Don't be busy. I'm really in a hurry to find Begonia."
Cheng Yuanzheng refused with a smile.
"Then you go and get busy first." Qin Shuang, the military sister-in-law, clearly urged him to get busy first.
There are bad guys chasing Begonia outside. Her heart is hanging.
"Good boy, looking thin, I didn't expect it to be quite strong. Do you often help your family? Sensible!"
Yang Qihang's small face glowed, put one hand around his neck and sat straight with his head held high.
"I'm a man at home! I want to take care of my mother and grandmother!"
"Good boy! Good! Hold on!"
Cheng Yuanzheng praised him again and suddenly lifted him up!
Yang Qihang was startled and giggled happily.
"Higher! Higher!"
"Have the courage! Come!"
Cheng Yuanzheng threw him up gently and caught him steadily. Yang Qihang laughed louder and attracted the curious look in the inner room.
Several women watched quietly, all wiping their tears.
Li Yuemei glanced at Qin Shuang and whispered, "I told you to find another one. You don't listen. The child can't leave his father!"
Qin Shuang was silent, and the green tendons burst from the back of his clenched hand.
No one can replace Yang Yi, no one.
The son just lacks the care of male elders and wants someone to play with him.
Su Haitang also stood leaning against the Westinghouse door frame, smiling at the scene of love.
I didn't expect Cheng Yuanzheng to have such a side. Will he be a good father?
Bah, how does he become a father? What does it have to do with her?
Su Haitang blushed and secretly despised.
"Well, your voice is almost broken. Go and have a drink."
Cheng Yuanzheng threw him seven or eight times, caught the addicted little guy and put him down.
Yang Qihang took his hand into the house, poured him a glass of water first, and excitedly introduced him to Qin Shuang.
"Mom! Uncle is so powerful. He is my father's comrade in arms! Let's keep him at home?"
Qin Shuang glanced at Cheng Yuanzheng, who was not red and breathless, touched his son's slightly damp little head and gently advised him.
"My uncle is very busy. My mother is ill. You should help my mother greet my uncle. You can't fool around, you know?"
Yang Qihang gave a cry, spread out his hand and handed it to Qin Shuang. His face was full of excitement and joy!
"Mom, a gift from my uncle! He's so good that he can hit all the targets!"
Qin Shuang looked at her son quietly with relief and sadness in her eyes.
The man whose son should worship most went early.
"Did you thank your uncle? What gift are you going to give your uncle?"
Yang Qihang blinked and tilted his head.
"I'll give my warship to my uncle!"
With that, he looked up, smiled brightly, turned and ran back to Westinghouse.
"Children are naughty and a little noisy. Forgive me."
Qin Shuang smiled and apologized.
Cheng Yuanzheng waved politely.
"Boys should be lively. Xiaohang is very good and cute."
While talking, Yang Qihang already ran over with a woodcarving warship and tiptoed to Cheng Yuanzheng.
"Here you are, uncle! This is my most precious thing. Here you are! You give me your precious thing. Let's exchange it!"
Su Haitang followed and shook his head.
She just asked that Yang Qihang's father carved the warship for him.
Cheng Yuanzheng touched the child's head and gave Su Haitang a reassuring look.
"Xiao hang, your warship is very powerful and great. But my uncle is an army and prefers guns. Can you draw a gun and give it to me? It's also good if you can make one with paper or branches."
Qin Shuang took a sigh of relief, looked at him gratefully, felt wrong, and hurried to make up for his son.
"Xiao hang, give gifts to others. You should give them to others. Your mother taught you, didn't you? Go and draw better. Ask your little aunt to help."
Yang Qihang nodded solemnly, holding the baby warship and clattering back to Westinghouse. He didn't forget to look back and shout Su Haitang, "aunt, come and help me."
"Please sit down. It's cold outside. Have you eaten? Make do with two more here? I'll fry two dishes. You can drink two cups to warm up."
Qin Shuang hurriedly greets Cheng on the expedition, makes the friendship of the host, and struggles to get down.
"Don't be busy. I'm really in a hurry to find Begonia."
Cheng Yuanzheng refused with a smile.
"Then you go and get busy first." Qin Shuang, the military sister-in-law, clearly urged him to get busy first.
There are bad guys chasing Begonia outside. Her heart is hanging.