Chapter 230

He stopped and looked at the middle-aged man holding the child in front. His face was tense.

Obviously, Xi didn't expect to see simuccio here. He was at a loss. He looked elsewhere and didn't dare to look at him.

When he broke off the father son relationship and took $5 million, simuccio made it clear that he could hide as far as he could. If he saw them, he would never make their family peaceful.

After Xi Muqiao looked at Xi Lucheng with a flustered face, his eyes fell on the little girl he was holding. He was a very thin child. He was short and had a sallow face. He was 14 years old, but he looked only about 10 years old.

When I saw the man's eyes on the girl next to him, the whole person suddenly became nervous and couldn't help blocking the girl behind him.

Seeing this, simuccio's lips aroused a touch of ridicule, and his eyes were more gloomy and cold.

Jingqian's children are still selling cute. They feel that their uncle has stopped, twist his small face and look at Xi Muqiao. They just want to call uncle, but Xi Muqiao takes the lead.

"Tell daddy what you want to eat?"

The child's mind is still pure. He ignores simuccio's father and looks around for a week. His white tender little index finger points to cookies.

"Want that!"

Simuccio nodded, walked over, picked up a box of cookies and handed it to the little guy. The little guy happily held it in his arms and kissed simuccio's face.

"Mommy likes it too."

Xi Muqiao touched a gliding little face, and his deep eyes became soft, "Jing Qian is really good."

The little guy was praised and was very happy. A small face smiled and blossomed.

Simuccio didn't stay much, and his eyes didn't fall on the middle-aged man in front of him. He walked straight past him without tilting his eyes.

After simuccio walked over, he quickly turned around and looked at the small face on the man's shoulder. Although the little guy's hat was very low, he still saw the familiar facial features.

The similar little face in the deep memory suddenly emerged, and constantly coincided with the small face in front. Although it did not completely coincide with the small face in the memory, it was also five or six points similar.

Jing Qian's eyes looked at each other. The little child's eyes were bright and clear, and then he bared his teeth and smiled at him.

I looked at the big and small back, and my eyes suddenly warmed up.

"Dad."

The girl next to him pulled his hand and called him low. Xi Lucheng quickly raised his hand and wiped his eyes, and then looked down at the girl.

"What Jingjing wants to eat, Dad buy it."

At a corner, simuccio stopped and was silent for a while. He stepped back and looked in the direction he had just come.

Xi Lucheng took a box of cookies from the shelf, handed it to the little girl, and then led her away.

Simuccio's eyes fell on the girl again, and the color of his eyes gradually turned dark.

The child was very sensitive. Jing Qian touched Xi Muqiao's handsome face with his small hand, stared into his eyes and said, "uncle, be happy."

Jing Qian is still young and can't speak a lot. He can only simply express his meaning. Xi Muqiao understood and smiled at him.

He pulled Jing Qian's hat down and let him lie on his shoulder and cover his small face. "Jing Qian is obedient. Don't look up or make a hat."

Simuccio took cookies from his arms, pushed a shopping cart and put things in it.

Jing Qian was very obedient. His small arm tightly circled simukio's neck and lay on simukio's shoulder. He muttered a few words to the man from time to time. He answered patiently.

When he returned to the old house, it was close to six o'clock. At six o'clock in winter, it was dark and the wind was much stronger. Simuccio untied his coat and wrapped the child in. Then he picked up snacks and toys.

The Xi family's old house was very lively. Servants gathered in twos and threes in the courtyard. Spring Festival couplets were pasted on the door, and a circle of red lanterns and small colored lights were hung on the path in the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the door, Xi Muyan rushed over like a hungry wolf and hurried to Xi Muqiao's arms to hold the child.

The man leaned slightly, avoided her outstretched hand, handed her the bag in his hand, and then bowed his head to change his shoes.

Xi Muyan was reluctant. His eyes seemed to stick to his son. He couldn't move away.

He kept the same posture of raising his hand. After changing his shoes, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xi Muyan was reluctant. She just wanted to hold her big baby and kiss her, but her brother's eyes were too oppressive. She bit her lower lip and took the shopping bag.

Jing Qian was very excited when he saw mommy. He shouted at mommy in ximuqiao's arms, and even stretched out his hand to hug.

Unfortunately, Xi Muqiao didn't let people go. After taking off his coat and hat, he put aside Xi Muyan who was in the way and went straight to the living room.

At the moment, even if her brother throws his face at her and scolds her, she will never answer back, because her eldest son smashed it back, she still wants to thank her brother.

She followed simuccio like an asshole, her mouth almost to the back of her ear, and blew kisses at her son.

Listening to his son's cheerful voice, Xi Muyan felt that he had not boiled in vain these days. His joy was slowly overflowing.

On New Year's Eve, everyone in the family was there. Jing Qian's small mouth was very sweet. Without others saying, he began to call people one by one.

For each person, Jingqian children will receive a big red envelope.

Xi Lufeng met the child for the first time. As his uncle and grandfather, of course, he wanted to express it. He touched the child's small face and handed over a bank card.

The little guy was not hypocritical. After accepting it, he called his uncle and grandpa several times sweetly, which made Xi Lufeng unable to close his mouth.

After a round of shouting, the little guy came to Xi Muyan with a thick stack.

"Mommy, here you are."

Xi Muyan was moved and almost cried. Having such a sensible big son is the luckiest thing in her life.

She picked up the child and kissed him fiercely, "son smash, mommy loves you so much, so good."

The little guy wiped the saliva on his face, then opened his pocket and took out something from it. "This is from Grandma."

"Uh, grandma?"

His eyes fell on simuqiao. He took a sip of tea and said faintly, "Qiaomu's mother."

Xi Muyan made it clear that his son lived in his sister-in-law's house for two days. Her mother took it with her. Unexpectedly, he returned the red envelope. It's really intentional.

Jing Qian continued to take out things. "This is from my aunt and this is from my uncle."

When Xi Muyan looked at the golden bank card, he knew there must be something in it. He was moved by the snacks and toys he brought back.

"Brother, thank you."

Simuccio glanced at her expressionless, a little indifferent, "if you really want to thank me, tell me who that man is."