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Chapter 622: Don't have any deep meaning?

"Mom, I want to eat this." Xiao Baonian was unwilling to come down from her mother's arms and said coquettishly with her mouth pouted.

When he was two years old, he always ate by himself while sitting in a child's chair. If someone wanted to hold him while he ate, he would not be happy. He felt that he was a big child and could no longer let his parents feed him like a baby.

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But for him, who hasn't seen his mother for a long time (actually it's only been a week), he just wants to be held by her all the time, wants her to take him to school, wants her to sleep with him and tell him stories.

There are so many things that he wants his mother to do with him.

"Okay, mom, give us the baby clip." Su Yue kissed his plump forehead indulgently, took a small piece of fried pork under his hand, specially skimmed off the ginger slices, and then stuffed it into his mouth that was waiting to be fed, and said in a soft voice: "

Is it yummy?"

Xiaobao's cheeks were bulging as he chewed it. After finishing the meal, he said loudly: "It's delicious. Mommy wants more."

For a while, the office was filled with laughter. Because Xiaobao was there, he ate slowly, so he ate the meal for more than an hour. Fortunately, the weather was not cold yet, and he would not have diarrhea if the food was cold.

At this time, it was already dark outside the window, and Xu Changrong was called away halfway through his meal. It seemed that he wanted to hold an impromptu meeting.

Su Yue stood up and opened the window. The night breeze blew in, blowing away the aroma of the food in the room, bringing with it the slightly moist breath and unknown aroma of the mountains and forests.

The lights flickered in the distance, and there was the faint roar of soldiers training. Su Yue closed her eyes, let her mind go, and felt relaxed all over.

"Mom, play with me." Xiaobao opened his small backpack, took out the picture book he brought, ran over, grabbed Su Yue's hand and pulled her to the table.

The corners of Su Yue's lips curled up, and she followed him calmly, sitting at the table. She held Xiaobao on her lap, and opened the picture book in her hand, only to find that the picture book was not bought for Xiaobao by herself.

"Baby, is this a new one that daddy bought for you?" she asked in surprise, because the content in this picture book has deviated from the knowledge that three to six-year-olds should learn, and the knowledge content she bought specifically for Xiaobao before.

totally different.

Su Yue flipped through a few chapters, and all she saw were some more professional content and some manufacturing pictures. The expressions were easy to understand. Moreover, judging from the material and content quality, she had never seen it in a bookstore.

There is no publisher listed on the back of the book.

Xiaobao was originally a smart child, and Su Yue did not teach him as an ordinary child, but Xiaobao was still far from old enough to read the picture book in her hand.

"No." Xiaobao grinned, showing his white teeth. He turned the picture book to the page he hadn't read yet, then raised his head and said obediently: "Grandpa He gave it to me. I still have it."

There are so many.”

But the others were all at home, and he wanted to take them over for his mother to take a look at, but they were so heavy, so his grandfather asked him to take one.

Su Yue was stunned for a moment, then raised her thin eyebrows and looked at Xiaobao searchingly, "Grandpa He? Which Grandpa He? The one in the courtyard? Grandpa He from Xiaoxue's family or Grandpa He from Leilei's family?"

She really didn't think about it, because there were quite a few people named He in the compound, and there were only two or three families close to their home.

Unexpectedly, Xiaobao shook his head and said softly: "No, it's Grandpa He on the plane."

Grandpa He on the plane?

An idea flashed in Su Yue's mind, and the memories she had forgotten in the corner began to revive. She took Xiaobao on a plane once, and was unlucky enough to encounter a hijacking. Of course, the unlucky things she was talking about were those hijackings.

Bandits.

Closer to home, sitting with them on the plane was an old man named He. After the incident, her father even called her to confirm!

It seems that the old man is an important research talent in some aspects of the country, and her father, who has a high level of confidentiality, did not reveal a single word to her.

"Baby, has Grandpa He been to our house? These books were also given to you at that time, right?"

Xiaobao scratched his face, clasped his fingers and said clearly: "Yes, Grandpa He and his grandpa came back together, and there were many people with them. They talked a lot and Xiaobao didn't pay attention, so he gave it to Xiaobao

This book also said that if Xiaobao calls him after reading these books, he will bring them to Xiaobao."

Su Yue lowered her eyes thoughtfully and tapped her fingers on the table. Based on what Xiaobao said, it seemed that Mr. He knew their family.

No, it should be said that she met her father. As for why she came to visit the Xu family suddenly, firstly, maybe she came to thank her for the help on the plane. Secondly, she brought with her a picture book that was beyond the knowledge of a child.

Is it possible that this trip has something to do with Xiaobao?

For a person of Mr. He's level, nothing he does can be treated as an ordinary thing. In comparison, she is more willing to believe that there is a deep meaning in it that she is unaware of.

"Mom?" Xiaobao saw that his mother ignored him, and tugged on his mother's sleeve with his little hand: "Mom, come read with me."

Su Yue pursed her lips and put this aside in advance. As long as she didn't do anything to harm her son, she didn't want to waste her brain cells thinking about too many things that didn't matter.

"Baby, do you understand these books? Are you tired from reading them? If you are, let's wait until we grow up before reading this book."

The pictures in this picture book looked simple, and the text was concise and interesting, but she felt it was still a bit difficult for her son, who was less than four years old.

What about engine principles, shape structure, material density... If she went back to her childhood, she would definitely read this kind of book as a written heavenly book.

Fortunately, he said, "What the hell is this?" Then he tore up the book and burned it as firewood.

"No, Mom, I can understand it. It's very beautiful. It's more fun than Teacher Xiao Yang teaching us how to read." Xiaobao said that he had finished reading one page and started to turn to the next page. He could understand it.

He doesn't need his mother to teach him, he just wants to read books with her.

"Grandpa He said that after I finish reading these books, I will be able to make a small airplane by myself. It is a small airplane that can fly. When I make it, I will be the first to give it to my mother to play with."

Su Yue was deeply moved by her son's heart-warming words. She couldn't help but hold up her son's face and look left and right to see if this was really the baby she gave birth to!

She is so smart, so well-behaved, so cute and beautiful, and so kind and considerate. All the complimentary words are not enough for her son. Did she, Su Yue, save the world in her previous life? Only then will she have such a good son in this life.
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