Because it was the weekend, there were more tourists than usual in the Forbidden City.
Normally, Leng Zimo would never come to a place like this, but because the little guy was there, the noisy crowd and the heavy traffic seemed to be nothing.
There were two men, one old and one young, both wearing baseball caps and holding hands. They looked like a father and son who were tourists. Leng Zimo's large sunglasses covered most of his face, and no one recognized him as Leng Zimo.
Despite this, such a handsome father and son still attract the attention of many tourists, and the return rate is almost 100%.
Leng Zimo bought the ticket, and the little guy jumped up and ran ahead. He was very curious about everything he saw and asked Leng Zimo about it. He walked into a palace and saw many people at the window looking in.
Look, he walked up the steps curiously and looked inside, but there were so many people around him that he couldn't see him.
Seeing the little guy's appearance, Leng Zimo walked up naturally, gently held his hands on his waist, and lifted him up and put him on his shoulders.
With the shoulders of this giant, the little guy could immediately see clearly what was inside.
"Wow, it's a bed. Is this where ancient emperors slept?!"
"Yes, this is the bedroom."
Leng Zimo held his waist and carefully protected him to prevent him from falling.
All the way to the Royal Garden, it was already noon, and the little guy was obviously a little tired.
"Are you tired? Otherwise, let's find a place to eat and rest for a while. What do you want to eat?"
“Is hot pot okay?”
"certainly……"
Seeing that it was obvious that he couldn't walk, he simply picked him up again, put him on his shoulders, carried him all the way out of the Forbidden City, drove to a nearby hot pot restaurant to eat hot pot, and then went boating near Houhai.
Unexpectedly, the sky suddenly became cloudy in the afternoon, and then it started to rain.
The rain came suddenly, and although Leng Zimo tried his best to protect him, when the two returned to the car, the little guy's clothes were still wet.
After carefully wiping the little guy's face clean with a tissue, Leng Zimo looked at the wet clothes on his body and was only worried that he would catch a cold.
"Uncle will take you to a place nearby to rest for a while. When the rain stops, we can go home, okay?"
"Where?" the little guy asked curiously.
"Uncle Zimo's house, how about it?"
"Isn't your home by the lake?"
"That is Uncle Zimo's own home, and this is my uncle's other home."
Returning to the driver's seat, Leng Zimo restarted the car and drove back to the Leng family mansion.
Aunt Su opened the door and saw Leng Zimo standing outside the door, holding a baby. She just let the two of them into the living room with a look of surprise.
"Hey, Zimo is back, who is this kid?"
"This is Mo Mo. I took him to go boating in Houhai, but it suddenly started raining." Leng Zimo hugged Luo Jun and walked upstairs, "Mo Mo, this is Aunt Su!"
"Hello Aunt Su." Luo Jun greeted politely.
"This kid has such a sweet mouth." Aunt Su smiled sharply, "Look at how wet he is. You go take a hot bath before him, and I'll make some ginger syrup. Don't catch a cold!"
The two went upstairs, and Leng Lin just heard the sound and walked out of the study. When he saw Luo Jun in Leng Zimo's arms, he also looked curious.
"This is……"
"Momo, this is Uncle Zimo's father, you want to call me grandpa." Leng Zimo introduced with a smile.
