Chen Yifei didn't even have time to change his clothes. As soon as he entered the Chen family villa, he rushed into the kitchen.
Chen Xueqin and Ling Hong thought that Chen Yifei had been in prison for a long time and was really disgusted with the food in it, so they wanted to use their superb cooking skills to prepare a delicious meal.
But an hour later, when Chen Yifei came out wearing an apron, he just walked to the sofa with a gentle face, picked up Chengcheng who was playing with toys, rubbed the child's neck with his stubble-covered chin, and said with a smile: " Chengcheng, are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry." Chengcheng said in an arrogant voice and shook her head.
"How about going to eat?" Chen Yifei asked lovingly,
"Yeah." Chengcheng nodded vigorously,
Then, Chen Yifei carried the child, who barely weighed more than thirty kilograms, on his shoulders and walked to the restaurant.
When he was in prison, Chen Yifei would read books about child care, and he had unique insights into what children like to eat and what they should eat. He would not force his children to eat foods that were nutritious but never harmful to them like other parents. He is able to take both into account the food he wants, so that the child can not only get enough nutrition, but also make the child like to eat it.
Chengcheng was well deserved to be born with a golden key in his mouth. The Ling family was not a first-tier family in Yanjing, and the Mai family was not up to that level, but he was loved by thousands of people, whether it was his grandparents or grandparents, and Or maybe his mother or his Aunt Chen regard him as a close relative, so he may not be a descendant of a top wealthy family, but he is destined to have the favor and environment that only a top wealthy family can have.
Now, his godfather, Chen Yifei, who went to jail for him, has come out.
Who can be happier than him in the future?
Chengcheng only has four teeth, so the food Chen Yifei made for him was soft and easy to digest. After a while, Chengcheng finished the bowl of chicken soup and eggs in front of him, and then stretched out his tongue to lick the edge of the bowl. Looking at Chen Yifei with wide eyes: "Daddy, what you cook is so delicious."
His smile was pure and beautiful, but Chen Yifei carefully wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Just eat if you like."
Chengcheng chuckled and said, "Daddy will cook food for Chengcheng every day from now on, okay?"
"Okay." Chen Yifei nodded lightly, touched his little head, and asked, "Are you sleepy?"
"I'm not sleepy." Chengcheng said, "I want to ride a horse."
"Horse riding." A look of confusion appeared on Chen Yifei's face, which was even more beautiful than a woman's. He turned back to look at Ling Hong, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. The latter smiled bitterly and said seriously, "It's very late. , be good, listen to mommy, and go to bed."
Chengcheng flattened his mouth and did not dare to say anything.
Obviously, he is afraid of his mother,
Ling Hong understands that a loving mother often loses her son. Since Chengcheng has no father, the burden of educating him falls entirely on her shoulders. She cannot tolerate Chengcheng growing up to be a dandy.
"What is horseback riding?" Chen Yifei asked,
Ling Hong had a strange expression, but Chen Xueqin smiled and said: "Brother, don't spoil Chengcheng. We bought him a toy car, but he doesn't like it and prefers to ride on people's backs."
"What does this have to do with anything?" Chen Yifei smiled slightly and carried Chengcheng to the living room. Then, he slowly knelt on the ground and said to Chengcheng, "Little guy, come up."
Chengcheng smiled very happily, but still looked at Ling Hong with some fear.
Ling Hong felt quite unhappy when she saw this, so she had no choice but to say: "I can only play for a while."
"Yeah." Chengcheng happily climbed onto Chen Yifei's back and said in a sweet voice, "Ride a horse."
"Hahaha."
Chen Yifei's happy laughter echoed in the living room, and he started circling the coffee table.
He continued to crawl on the cold floor for half an hour before Chengcheng said a little tiredly: "Daddy, I'm sleepy."
"Then go take a shower and go to bed."
Chen Yifei took him into his arms, pinched his cheeks, and walked towards the bathroom.
After giving Chengcheng a hot bath and changing into a set of clean clothes, Chen Yifei carried Chengcheng into the bedroom.
After covering the little guy with a quilt, Chen Yifei sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Close your eyes."
Chengcheng opened his dark eyes wide and said, "Daddy sing to Chengcheng."
When Chen Yifei heard this, he couldn't help but smile and pinch his nose, and asked: "What songs does Mommy usually sing to you?"
"Mommy doesn't sing." Chengcheng said,
"What song does Chengcheng want to listen to?" Chen Yifei asked gently,
"Two tigers."
"Okay." Chen Yifei smiled and hummed naturally,
His voice is mellow, hypnotic and full of emotion,
He could sing countless children's songs, but he learned them in prison. In prison, what he cared about most was Chengcheng. He always wondered whether Chengcheng would have learned to speak and be able to speak when he came out. After walking, he always thought about how he should educate Chengcheng, whether he could be tough enough to teach Chengcheng, and whether Chengcheng was an obedient child or a naughty child.
When he entered, Chengcheng was only one year old. He didn’t understand anything, couldn’t speak, couldn’t walk, and couldn’t even recognize people.
Now, he has grown teeth, can speak, can walk, and even calls himself godfather...
Chen Yifei's heart trembled slightly. After singing Two Tigers affectionately, he found that Chengcheng was still staring at him with wide eyes. He couldn't help but touch his forehead and said softly: "What's the matter? Isn't it unpleasant to listen to?"
"That sounds good." Chengcheng nodded,
"Then why don't you sleep?" Chen Yifei asked,
"Chengcheng wants to hear the story." Chengcheng said,
Chen Yifei couldn't help but feel a little strange when he heard this.
Can a two-year-old child understand a story?
It is said in the book that normal children need to be at least three or four years old before they can understand stories, but why does Chengcheng have to listen to stories when he is two years old?
He stared at Chengcheng in confusion, and asked softly: "Chengcheng, does Mommy usually stay with you?"
"Mommy is so busy." Chengcheng shook his head, "Chengcheng only plays with Grandpa Chen."
Chen Yifei knew that the Grandpa Chen Chengcheng was talking about was the housekeeper of the Chen family, and felt a little sad in his heart, and said emotionally: "Daddy will stay with you from now on. When you go to school, Daddy will send you to school every day and pick you up when you take the college entrance examination." Now, daddy will accompany you to review your homework every day. When you get married, daddy will choose the most handsome suit for you. When you have a child, daddy will take care of the child for you, okay."
Two-year-old Chengcheng couldn't understand what Chen Yifei was saying at all. He just opened his eyes in confusion, took Chen Yifei's hand and said, "Daddy, Chengcheng promises to sleep after listening to the story."
"Okay, daddy will tell you a story." Chen Yifei smiled and said,
Chen Yifei told three stories. They were very popular, simple, but very interesting stories. However, Chengcheng was really too young and couldn't understand some things at all. But for some reason, Chengcheng felt that as long as he listened to his father, he would be able to understand. He was very happy and comfortable. When he was halfway through the third story, he finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Chen Yifei tightened the quilt for Chengcheng, and quietly stared at Chengcheng's cute and innocent little face. After a long time, he turned off the bedside lamp and exited quietly.
After closing the door, Chen Yifei turned around and bumped into Ling Hong.
"Asleep." Ling Hong asked softly,
"Yeah." Chen Yifei nodded,
The two of them were walking side by side in the quiet corridor. Chen Yifei let out a breath and asked sideways: "Thank you for your hard work these days."
"It's okay." Ling Hong shook her head, "You went in because of us, mother and son."
Chen Yifei's face was calm and peaceful. When the two of them reached the end, Chen Yifei suddenly turned around and asked seriously: "Is it okay to let Chengcheng live here in the future?"
"Yeah." Ling Hong was slightly stunned. She obviously didn't expect Chen Yifei to make such a request, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised, "I often bring Chengcheng here to play."
"I want to see Chengcheng every day." Chen Yifei said seriously,
Ling Hong's expression changed slightly, and when she saw Chen Yifei's resolute expression, she couldn't help but said: "Okay, but when Chengcheng's grandparents want to see him, I still have to take him back."
"Of course." Chen Yifei was relieved and smiled softly,
"It's getting late, go to bed early." Ling Hong said,
"good evening."
When the two of them went back to their rooms, Chen Xueqin slowly walked out from behind the screen, with a subtle color on her face, and murmured to herself: "Perhaps, I can bring them together. For such an outstanding man as my brother, it is natural for him to Find an equally good woman. Sister Hong is very good and capable. If they can be together, it will be a beautiful thing."
Chen Xueqin, who hopes that Chen Yifei will always be by her side, has experienced the tempering of these days and has become stronger and stronger, and has also learned to be independent. She knows that her brother cannot stay with her for the rest of her life and will always marry a wife and start a family.
As soon as this idea took root, it quickly sprouted in Chen Xueqin's heart.
