Chapter 340

Lian Xin originally really wanted to plead for Jiang Donghao. When she heard Yan Shaochen's preemptive refusal, she could only swallow her words back to her stomach.

"Heartache?" Yan Shaochen suddenly looked up to Lian Xin, as if to see through her, that eye is really an instant can change a person.

"You come again." Lian Xin rolled a white eye, let go on his forehead, will he frown smooth, "you always cold even if, if you always frown, I'm afraid very soon wrinkles."

Lian Xin just casually said, but this kind of words in Yan Shaochen hear is dislike him old, in the heart more suffocated, push her hand directly, ignore her.

"Angry." Lian Xin stretched out his index finger and touched his arm. He seemed indifferent and put his hand into his collar to tickle him.

Yan Shaochen shrunk a neck, immediately caught her small hand in the hand, pull her to sit on the bed, "you despise me older than you."

"What?" Even Xin didn't react, where she said such words.

"You said I would grow old." Yan Shaochen is very concerned about age now. He is still at the best age for a man, but when he hears the word "old", he is uncomfortable. Especially when he hears the old man and his young wife, he always feels that he is insinuating.

"Am I not old?" Even Xin didn't understand his meaning, is that people will be old, she just wanted to let him not always frown.

Hear Lian Xin say so, Yan Shaochen also or facial expression, as if not satisfied, "I am older than you, will be older than you."

"I know." Lian Xin feels that their conversation is not on the same channel now, so he puts his index finger on his lips, which is elastic and playful.

"Don't make trouble. Sit down." Yan Shaochen stopped her from "doing evil". She didn't know how to vent her anger and was very upset.

"What's the matter with you? Just say what you have to say. " Lian Xin sat upright, like a primary school student in class, looking at his eyes seriously.

"I mean, when I'm an old man, you may still be a beautiful young woman, or I'm too old to walk, you may still be an old lady who can dance square dance, and there are a group of lonely old men who want to give you advice." Yan Shaochen is very afraid of one day lying down in bed can't move, even Xin with other old man to play.

Lian Xin associated with the picture Yan Shaochen said, her face wrinkled dance square dance, a group of old men around to see, there is a fart meaning, "no, I can't dance square dance."

"You will learn." In the next few decades, Lian Xin has nothing to worry about, and will become a more and more charming woman.

"Then I'll just show you. You lie on the bed and I stand under the bed. If I accidentally twist my feet and flash my waist when I jump, then we'll lie on the bed and stare together." Lian Xin daydream of his legs with plaster, Yan Shaochen sleep next to the scene can't move, too tragic, can't bear to continue to think.

"It's your word. If you dare to show it to others, I'll carry you home even in a wheelchair." Yan Shaochen's words are full of possessiveness.

"It's so sour. If you don't eat some dumplings tonight, I'm sorry for Mr. Yan's jealousy." Lian Xin stretched out his hand and pinched his face. He was too resolute and his skin was tight. He loved to exercise so much that he always felt that she would not be able to walk in the future. "If I could not walk in the future, you would not be allowed to see other beautiful girls, beautiful young women and beautiful old women."

"I'm sure I don't. nobody looks as good as you." Yan Shaochen thinks that Lian Xin is more beautiful than five years ago. Maybe it's because he has a baby. He's plump.

Lian Xin listens to his words. Their eyes meet. There is a kind of magnetic field passing between them. They can't help but get close to each other. Just as they are about to kiss each other, Wen Qing suddenly gets up and runs to cover Lian Xin's mouth with her little hand.

Two people immediately open their eyes, between the mouth is the small hand of Wenqing meat Dudu.

Even Xin embarrassed holding son back to play games, Yan Shaochen because did not kiss, in the heart a burst of uncomfortable.

"Son, Mommy will buy you a set of colored pens. You can draw." Lian Xin thinks she should buy something else to divert her son's attention.

"Well, Qingqing needs colored pens and books from the secret garden." Wen Qing used to draw at home, in addition to simple strokes, daub color is also very good.

"I'll go. You stay with the kids." If Yan Shaochen wants to be a qualified father, he must integrate into Wen Qing's life. Let's start with buying toys for him.

"Well, you know the books of the secret garden? There are only black and white lines on the book. You can paint them by yourself. Generally, they are sold in larger supermarkets. " Lian Xin hasn't been to the supermarket near here for a long time, so she's not sure which store has it.

"Yes, I'll look for it." Yan Shaochen took jacket, still stole a fragrance on the face of wife, just satisfied leave.

"Mommy, why does Dad like to kiss you so much?" Wen Qing felt strange, because his father had never done this before.

Lian Xin was a little humiliated. How to explain this kind of thing? After thinking for a long time, he said, "that's because Dad loves Mommy, just like mommy loves Qingqing, so she will kiss your face.""Oh, Qingqing loves Mommy, too." Wen Qing said in Lian Xin's face kiss.

"Qingqing, you can still remember those people who just came here. An old man was leaning on crutches. Behind him, there was a grandfather in a black suit and a grandmother in a blue skirt. Next to her stood a grandfather wearing glasses and an uncle." Even Xin said a person, see Wen Qing point a head.

"Now mom wants to tell you that the grandfather in the black suit is Qingqing's father's father, which is your grandfather. Do you remember?" Lian Xin thinks it's necessary to tell her the identity of these people. Seeing Qingqing, she is a little confused. It's estimated that she can't react for a moment. So she opens her mobile phone and searches Yan Jianye's photos. "Look, is this man the grandfather just now?"

"Yes, he was holding my grandfather just now." Wen Qing looks at the photo and goes up with the person.

"He's your grandfather, his father's father. Do you understand? I'll call him grandfather when I see him later." Lian Xin explained again.

"It's his father who calls him Qingqing." Wen Qing reaction for a long time, finally understand the relationship, he already understand, but it is the first time to see his father's father.

"That old man is my father's grandfather. What should Qingqing be called?" Lian Xin knows that her son must understand this family relationship.

"Dad's grandfather is called great grandfather." Wen Qing gave the answer very smoothly.

"That's smart. The grandmother with the blue skirt is my father's aunt, and the man with glasses is my father's uncle. What should you call her?" In foreign countries, aunt and aunt are the same name, so Lian Xin explained it to her in English.

Qingqing shakes his head. He is a little dizzy.

"Later, when I met the grandmother, I would call her aunt, and the man with glasses would call her uncle." Lian Xin finished, Wen Qing also read again.

"Next is the uncle. He is my father's cousin and my aunt's son. You can call him uncle directly." Lian Xin said, the photos of all the people to his son look through, to ensure that he remembers.

"What about the grandmother who came yesterday?" Wen Qing still remembers that eight treasure porridge is very good.

"She's dad's mom." Lian Xin thought that his son should really remember the identity of all the elders of the Yan family.

Antai pushed the door in and said to Lian Xin, "madam, the boss's car has a flat tire. He said that the driver's license is missing. Did it fall somewhere?"

Lian Xin bent down to see, sure enough, at the foot of the bed, "you hurry to send it to him."

"Yes, the bodyguard will come later. If a stranger comes, don't open the door." Antai told her.

"This is a hospital. It will be OK. Is Yan Shaochen OK?" Lian Xin is most concerned about the safety of Yan Shaochen.

"It's OK for the car to rush into the side of the road." It is estimated that the car has been exposed to the sun for too long. Antai gets Lian Xin's consent and runs away quickly.

"Mom, Dad's car bangs Did it explode? " Wen Qing said onomatopoeia, but also with his hands like the explosion.

"Yes, uncle Antai went to help dad change a tire, and I'll buy you a book soon." Even Xin a little uneasy, take out the mobile phone to Yan Shaochen dial the number.

Although there's no phone number in the mobile phone, and I haven't called him in five years, the number has long been in my heart and I can't forget it.

"Hello, wife..." Yan Shaochen stood beside the car. He just called the insurance company and opened his wallet to find that he didn't have an ID card.

"Antai has sent you a driver's license. Are you ok?" Even Xin did not personally hear him say nothing, the heart is not at ease.

"I'm fine. Later Antai will come and let him watch. I'll buy books." Yan Shaochen did not expect that the first time he helped his son to buy things was not so smooth, which damaged his image as a father.

"Don't worry. If you can't, don't buy it. We'll be discharged tomorrow. We can buy it together." Even Xin think of a family of three to go shopping, should also be very happy.

"I know. You wait." The brake and steering wheel suddenly failed. He rushed directly from the left side of the road into the green belt on the right side and hit his head on the air bag. There was no other car passing by, otherwise something really happened.

"Good bye." Even Xin hung up the phone, in the heart just a little more solid.

Yan Chen thought about the car. He didn't know how to repair the car a few years ago

Lian Xin just put down the phone, the door was pushed open, she subconsciously turned back, turned out to be Jiang Donghao, and his appearance is decadent.