160: Don't be passionate, okay!? Thousand-character girl
Just as I was thinking about it, the little guy kicked his short legs. He probably had trouble sleeping in his dream, and his little brows furrowed.
Shen Mohan looked at his son who was not sleeping well and remembered the state of a certain little woman while sleeping. The corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a beautiful curve. The little guy seemed to have inherited this from his mother.
The flight lasted less than two hours. When Shen Mohan got off the plane, he saw a black car parked on the tarmac. Who was it not Gu Manyun and Shen Jiaheng standing next to it.
Seeing them getting off the plane, Gu Manyun trotted all the way to greet them.
The little guy stayed in place, still holding the strap of his small satchel tightly with one hand. Shen Mohan went to hold him, but he ignored him. Shen Mohan had no choice but to pick up the little guy.
Seeing Yangyang, Gu Manyun beamed and reached out to hug the child.
Shen Mohan glanced at his mother, nodded to his father, put the little guy directly into the car, and then sat in again. Gu Manyun didn't mind his son's face and got into the car immediately.
Although Shen Jiaheng wanted to hug his grandson, looking at his posture, he couldn't calm down when he got home, so he simply followed him in the car when he arrived.
The three of them sat in the back seat of the car together, with the little guy sitting in the middle, his little body straight and looking like he was bitter and resentful.
Gu Manyun hugged Yangyang over, hugging and kissing her: "Little darling, do you know who I am? I'm grandma! Let grandma see, oh, oh, I've grown so big!"
Shen Yanjiang was very unhappy to be held by a stranger like this and to be 'molested' again. Because he had been crying for a long time just now, his eyelids were still pink, and now he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Gu Manyun twisted and struggled in his arms.
Shen Mohan rescued Yangyang from his mother's arms with a dull expression, put him on the seat in the middle, and then said coldly to his mother: "Mom, he doesn't like others to hold him."
"What are you talking about! Am I someone else?" Gu Manyun glared at his son and said angrily, "I am his grandmother."
As he spoke, he looked at the little guy flatteringly: "Yangyang, go home with grandma later. Tell grandma what you want to eat, and grandma will let them make it."
The little guy ignored her flattering smile and didn't speak the whole way. He just lowered his head and stared at his toes, pursed his lips, and held back tears until his nose was sore.
The car drove all the way to the Shen family's old house. As soon as they entered, Gu Manyun took Yangyang to see his room.
Unexpectedly, Shen Mohan stopped him: "Mom, Yangyang lives with me."
Gu Manyun glared: "Live with you? You have so many things to do at the company every day, how can you find time to take care of the children? Besides, you are a grown man, how can you take care of the children?"
"I've found a nanny," Shen Mohan put down Yangyang in his arms, "Yangyang will live with me."
Gu Manyun still wanted to speak, but Shen Mohan added calmly: "I don't feel comfortable raising the child for you. I don't know how you have spoiled the child. Living with me can also cultivate the relationship between our father and son."
After thinking for a long time, Gu Manyun actually felt that it was irrefutable, so he could only say angrily: "Then it's okay for Yangyang to come and stay at home for the weekend?"
"Yeah." Shen Mohan responded casually.
In fact, his original intention of bringing Yang Yang back this time was to show his family that Su Cen's case was still pending. Naturally, he couldn't stay here long. When the house over there was renovated, he would bring Yang Yang with him.
Yang returned.
Shen Mohan came back from outside at noon. He was naturally beaming when he saw Yangyang, and teased him with a toy: "Does Yangyang like it here?"
Yangyang kept his head drooped, showing no signs of life. Shen Jiaheng looked up at his wife again and asked, "Have you taken Yangyang to see his room?"
Gu Manyun complained: "What room are you looking at? Your son won't let us take care of the child. He said he would take care of it himself."
Shen Jiaheng frowned, and after a while he slowly said: "Okay, let him learn how to be a father."
During the meal, Yangyang refused to come to the table. After a few words of advice from others, he hugged the legs of the table and sat down on the floor, crying loudly: "I want to go home! I want my mother!"
Gu Manyun felt very distressed when he saw his grandson crying like this. He quickly knelt down and coaxed him: "Yangyang, be good, Yangyang, don't cry. This is your home. Your grandparents and father are all here. They are not as good as your mother."
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Yangyang cried louder: "I want my mother!"
Shen Mohan also squatted down and coaxed patiently and softly: "Yangyang, please eat well first. After eating, I will let you talk to your mother on the phone, okay?"
The little guy sniffed and finally stopped crying.
Seeing this, Gu Manyun quickly picked up Yangyang and placed him on a chair aside.
She poured soup into Yangyang's bowl and said, "Yangyang, let's drink some soup first. Do you want grandma to feed it?"
Yangyang was still sobbing at first, but now he quickly reached out to protect his bowl and said, "I know how to eat, but don't feed him."
Gu Manyun smiled and praised him: "Yangyang is so good, he can eat by himself at such a young age."
Shen Mohan didn't say anything. A sense of pride suddenly arose in his heart. From time to time, he would pick up food for Yangyang. His son was able to eat by himself at such a young age. It must have been Su Cen who taught him well as a mother.
Yangyang looked at the piles of broccoli and carrots in the bowl. His nose felt sore and he wanted to cry again, but he still held it back, but the chopsticks stopped, and his face was so twisted that he wanted to squeeze out the water.
The three adults at the table were always paying attention to Yangyang's movements, but now Gu Manyun couldn't help it anymore: "Little darling, are you full now? Or is the food not to your liking?"
Yangyang felt that he finally found an excuse to lose his temper, threw away the chopsticks in his hand, and cried: "I don't like broccoli and carrots! I don't like eating them!"
"Okay, okay, let's not eat." Gu Manyun quickly comforted and asked the nanny to bring another pair of chopsticks, "We will never let them do this again."
Shen Mohan, who had been silent until now, finally put down his chopsticks and said in a deep voice to Yangyang: "Who taught you to be such a picky eater and lose your temper?"
Yangyang turned his head to one side, flattening his mouth and saying nothing.
Shen Mohan said again: "Eat everything in the bowl."
In fact, Yangyang has always been afraid of Shen Mohan because he doesn't look as amiable as Uncle Lin. Now that he was threatening him, Yangyang felt even more scared, but he felt that it was shameful to eat the food, so he held his neck there.
, the small breasts rise and fall together.
Shen Jiaheng on the side was dissatisfied with his son's tone: "Why are you being mean to him? The child is so young and needs to be educated patiently. How can you be a father like this?"
Gu Manyun also helped: "It's time to curb your bad temper. Yangyang is still so young, you know how to scare him!"
With someone protecting him, Yangyang was not as scared as before, and he was not too worried that his father would spank him, so he deliberately turned his face and glanced at Shen Mohan.
Shen Mohan originally thought that boys should not be too pampered, otherwise they would become useless in the future. Now seeing his parents protecting Yangyang like this, he became even more furious: "You should pamper him well!"
Shen Jiaheng was not happy either, but in the end he still felt that it was not good to argue in front of the children, so he stood up, took Yangyang down and said, "If Yangyang doesn't like it, we won't eat it. Come on, let's go upstairs with grandpa.
, let’s ask Auntie to get something else to eat, okay?”
Although he didn't know this old man, Yangyang hated Shen Mohan even more, so he followed him upstairs obediently.
As he walked, he said, "Grandpa, it's not that Yangyang doesn't like eating those things, but when he sees those things, he will think of his mother, who often makes these for Yangyang..."
As he spoke, tears started falling down.
Shen Mohan didn't know what he felt when he heard the ringing voice. He pursed his lips and said nothing, feeling a little regretful for being so cruel to the little guy just now.
"Oh, my good grandson, don't cry. Grandpa will take you upstairs to have fun." As soon as the grandson shed tears, Shen Jiaheng felt very distressed. He glanced at Shen Mohan, picked up the little guy and groaned angrily.
Went upstairs.
The two remaining people at the table were not in the mood to eat.
Gu Manyun turned to the servant and said, "Remember not to cook these two dishes in the future."
Hearing this, Shen Mohan frowned even more tightly, but he didn't say anything after all.
After the nanny left, Gu Manyun said again: "You are so good, why did you agree to the child to call his mother again? Do you still think that dead girl did not abduct the child enough?"
Shen Mohan looked very ugly and said coldly: "What is abduction? That is Yangyang's biological mother, my wife, and Cen'er did not cheat!"
"Why not call it kidnapping?" Gu Manyun also became angry, "Didn't you see Yangyang's attitude towards me as a grandma today? That damn girl must have said so many bad things about me in front of the child to mess with my grandson.
She doesn’t recognize me anymore, so why do you still let her have contact with the child? She didn’t cheat, so you believe whatever she says!?”
Shen Mohan laughed angrily: "Mom, can you please stop being sentimental? Yangyang didn't know you to begin with. He was less than half a year old when he was taken away. He didn't even know me as a father, let alone you.
It's not what Cen'er said, it's what the judge said. The hotel has evidence to prove that Cen'er didn't cheat! You old man, don't just listen to the wind or rain in the future. Your aunt's death has nothing to do with Cen'er. Don't always take it for granted.
On Cen'er!"
Gu Manyun was choked by his words, and after a long pause, he said somewhat rationally: "I'm not doing it for your own good. After seeing those photos, and Tang Tang seeing it with his own eyes, it's hard to believe it or not.
It turns out that you also know that the child doesn’t recognize you, so I said that she shouldn’t let her see the child. Didn’t it make our family anxious for almost two years? No matter what, we have to let her have a taste of this."
Shen Mohan frowned and did not answer her words. He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth before standing up.
Yangyang followed her grandfather into the room upstairs. After a while, the nanny brought out a stack of small cakes, saying they were newly baked in the kitchen.
Shen Jiaheng took a small cake from the tray and handed it to Yangyang. He watched him take a bite and then asked him with a smile. "Little darling, is it delicious?"
The little guy nodded, it was more delicious than what his mother cooked, but he still liked what his mother cooked.
Shen Jiaheng saw the little guy eating happily and felt a little happy. He reached out and touched his head and said, "If Yangyang likes to eat, grandpa will have someone make it for you every day."
After finally finishing the cake, Yangyang sniffed and looked at the old grandfather in front of him. He finally plucked up the courage to speak: "Grandpa, can you take me home?"
Shen Jiaheng's expression changed, but he quickly returned to normal, smiling very kindly: "Yang Yang, don't you like it here?"
Yangyang didn't nod or shake his head, he just said: "I miss mom, grandpa, can you take me home?"
His young face was full of nervousness, nervously waiting for the old man's answer.
Shen Jiaheng frowned and said helplessly: "But your mother gave you to us."
"No." Tears filled Yangyang's big eyes, "Mom said she won't let me go!"
His small voice was so decisive, as if he could believe that his mother loved him.
Yangyang thought, although her mother gave him to her father,...but if he went back, her mother probably wouldn't kick him out.
Shen Jiaheng calmly changed the subject: "Yangyang has two older brothers and sisters. Can grandpa ask them to come and play with you tomorrow?"
The brothers and sisters he refers to are children Seo Min Dou and Seo Min Ho.
Yangyang was extremely disappointed. He was not a child who knew how to hide his emotions in the first place. His flattery and obedience just now was the limit. Now he couldn't bear it anymore. He sat down on the ground and cried loudly.
There is no mother here, no Uncle Lin, no Aunt Chen, no one he knows!
He really wanted to go home.
It turns out that his mother would not send him away that day and even promised to take him to see Doraemon. It was all a lie!
The little guy wiped his tears silently, his little heart full of sadness.
I don’t understand why my mother didn’t want him, but he wasn’t bad either. When his mother celebrated her birthday, he even contributed his New Year’s money and secretly asked Aunt Chen to take him to buy birthday gifts. When his mother received the gift, she cried and was cruel.
Kissed him hard several times.
He really wasn't bad! Thinking of this, all the grievances in Yangyang's heart turned into anger.
He suddenly hated his mother! He hated Uncle Lin! Even Aunt Chen became very annoying!
Shen Mohan came into the room and saw Yangyang crying like this, and he suddenly became angry: "What does it mean for a boy to cry all day long? How did your mother teach you?"
The little guy saw his father being so cruel. He cried loudly and didn't forget to reply: "I didn't ask you to teach me! Wuwuwu... I just love to cry! I'm a crybaby!"
Hearing the little guy's last words, Shen Mohan himself couldn't help but laugh. He reflected on whether he was a little harsher. After all, he was only a child under two years old. He had just left his mother, so it was normal to cry.
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So on the way home, Shen Mohan deliberately tried to please the little guy: "Baby, do you want to call mom?"