Xue Ling was not in the mood to go to work, so after drinking some refreshing tea, she hurried back home by car.
Xiaohuzi played in the quarterfinals last week and stayed up for several days. He hid in the garden and slept for the past two days.
When she got home, Xiao Huzi still hadn't gotten up.
The back garden was very lively. Xue Zhilan and Mrs. Chen came with Xue Huan's little daughter, and they were in the backyard with the three elderly people in the family.
Father Xue and Xue Zhilan play chess.
The three old ladies were surrounding the little girl, busy fluttering at butterflies, laughing one after another.
There was a burst of aroma coming from the big kitchen, and lunch was already being prepared.
Xue Ling looked at the eleven o'clock clock on the wall and felt a little irritated. He didn't know if he should go into Xiao Huzi's room and ask him clearly. If it was him, he would just beat him up.
"Hey! Why is Lingling back?"
Liu Ying was holding a small ball. When she saw her, she asked in surprise: "Did you leave something at home?"
Everyone looked towards her.
Xue Ling smiled slightly and told a lie casually.
“The afternoon meeting was temporarily canceled and there is nothing going on in the company.
I simply go home to eat and plan to take a nap in the afternoon."
Xue's mother joked: "It turns out that I just went home and was lazy!"
Everyone laughed.
Xue Zhilan pinched the chess pieces and smiled: "You can't make enough money. Now that you don't have to worry about food, drink, and housing, and you have so much money, why can you relax yourself occasionally? Why do you force yourself to be so tired?"
"that is!"
Mrs. Chen echoed: "Even if we, Lingling, don't make money now, we won't be able to spend it all in a few lifetimes.
Why bother pushing yourself so hard?”
Liu Ying greeted: "Come! Here are some snacks! My little one likes shrimp dumplings, so I asked Master Li to make two plates just now.
It's still hot, so eat it while it's hot."
Xue Ling looked at her bouncing little niece and couldn't help but smile lovingly.
"In a blink of an eye, the little baby has grown so big! It's so fast!"
Mrs. Chen quickly agreed: "Yes! You can go to kindergarten next year."
"If the two of them were quick, their second child would have gone to primary school long ago."
Xue's mother joked: "Xiao Yue is already in the third grade of elementary school.
If I had given birth to the second child after giving birth to the first child, I would be seven or eight years old now."
Everyone laughed.
Xue Zhilan shook his head and said: "It was already quite difficult when Xiao Yi took a year off from school to give birth to Xiao Yue.
At that time, she had to be busy with children and studies. Fortunately, you and your family helped take care of Xiao Yue, otherwise she would not be able to be busy at all.
Later, when their careers stabilized, the two applied to have a second child - Ah Huan was also given some administrative penalties, but in the end there were no regrets, and the boy and the girl came together to share the word 'good'."
"You can't have too few children."
Mother Xue said.
Mrs. Chen laughed and said, "There's nothing more we can do! It was already difficult enough for Xiaoyi to get pregnant first and then go to school and work.
There are so many that I really can’t raise them, and I don’t have the energy to take care of them.”
Liu Ying didn't think so, and said: "In the past, in our countryside, a family had four or five children, or even six, seven or eight.
I spent the whole day in the fields and mountains, running around in the mountains and fields, and most of them were raised.
It mainly depends on what the parents think, right?"
"Conditions are good now, so take more care of your children."
Dad Xue explained: “We pay more attention to quality training rather than relying on quantity to win.
Times are constantly changing, and people's ideas are constantly changing.
People in the old days had short life spans. They got married at the age of fourteen or fifteen, got married first and then established a career, and became grandfathers in their thirties.
We are now in our 60s and 70s before we take care of our little grandson.
It’s different, it’s incomparable!”
Everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Xue Ling was eating shrimp dumplings and listened absentmindedly.
After a while, Liu Ying looked forward: "It seems that A Yuan is back."
The eldest and second eldest children both live on campus, and the twins eat their lunch in the school canteen. Xue Ling usually eats in the group's canteen, but Cheng Tianyuan eats almost three meals a day with the elderly at home.
He has less social activities, tries his best to attract customers with cheap and good things, drinks less and makes friends, and never goes through the back door.
People who are doing business legitimately like to deal with him. He does not engage in false business, seeks profits seriously, and spends money wisely.
Maybe it's because he has excellent principles and people in his circle think highly of him.
Cheng Tianyuan's family already has a fortune, so he doesn't have to worry about making some small money. In addition, he has a bold temperament, so he is very cheerful when discussing business, and other merchants love to deal with him.
Two batches of goods were shipped in the morning, and one data was wrong when entering the numbers. The accountant checked and checked again and again in front of the computer, but for most of the day, he could not find out where the error was.
Fortunately, Cheng Tianyuan was an old accountant. After reading it twice, he finally found the clue.
There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so he turned around and drove home.
As soon as I arrived at the gate of the garden, I saw my wife's business car and couldn't help but ask the security guard if my wife was back.
The security guard replied: "My wife came back more than half an hour ago."
Cheng Tianyuan was secretly surprised, and quickly went to their room, only to find it empty when he opened it.
He was about to go to the backyard to look for it when he saw Xue Ling walking around the corridor with a strange look on her face. She looked at him with complicated eyes, as if she was worried and helpless.
"daughter in law?
What's wrong?"
Xue Ling stopped talking, smiled bitterly, and pulled him back to the room.
After a while, Cheng Tianyuan hurriedly opened the door, trying to rush out - "Husband!"
Xue Ling grabbed him, dumbfounded: "Don't be impulsive first, you might not be a little tiger."
Cheng Tianyuan shook his head: "It's probably him."
Xue Ling was embarrassed and whispered: "If it was him, how should we explain to Shan Yue, his wife and Shan You?
Ahu and Wang Qing entrusted him to us, but we didn't take them seriously——" "He is an adult, not a child."
Cheng Tianyuan said: "If he commits a crime, he will have to bear the responsibility himself. His biological parents cannot bear the responsibility with him, not to mention that we are not even guardians.
Besides, he doesn’t need a guardian anymore!”
"Yes, having said that, it does have nothing to do with us theoretically."
Xue Ling shook his head: "But when it comes to love, we are still negligent!"
Cheng Tianyuan cursed twice in annoyance and said: "I'll get that kid out and ask him first!"
Seeing him fuming, Xue Ling couldn't help but grab him: "Don't go, I'll go ask."
"quick!"
Cheng Tianyuan frowned and waved his hand.
Xue Ling had no choice but to bite the bullet and went straight to Xiao Huzi's room.
The boy was still sleeping, so he knocked and banged on the door several times, finally forcing him to wake up.
"oh?
Aunt?"
Xiao Huzi opened the door, yawned in confusion, and asked: "Why are you here?"
Xue Ling felt a little embarrassed and entered his room.
I saw that the curtains were tightly closed, the room was dark, the air was very cold, the bedding on the bed was in a mess, and empty bags of various junk food were scattered on the table and floor.
She opened the curtains and used the light to look at the tall and thin boy in front of her.
The wrinkled pajamas, sleepy eyes, and pale face are full of decadence.