Chapter 48：

Soon the familiar and expensive black car appeared in front of her. The man in the driver's seat was dressed in a straight suit, and his hair was combed to the back of his head, revealing his handsome and angular face. Natural and expensive, neither thick nor light.

He glanced at the woman without saying a word, but the look seemed to signal her to get in the car. This is the husband she hasn't seen in half a year, and he personally came to pick her up.

Under the public, accepting passers-by or admiring or marveling gazes, An Meijun's unspeakable heart is in full bloom, and the smile on his face is more bright and shy. In the cold wind, he lowered his head slightly, like a weak willow that can't beat the cool breeze. She subconsciously walked to the side of the passenger cabin, trying to open the car door, but couldn't open it for a long time.

She grinned stiffly and looked down.

It turned out that a matte and tender baby was already sitting on the front passenger's cab, nestled in a specially placed child safety chair, with a seat belt on his body. Seeing her looking over, Little Wawa was still tilting her head, blinking and pretending to be obedient, and her mother didn't say a word, as if she was looking at a stranger.

This dead child didn't know to give her a seat.

An Meijun had to stop awkwardly and went to sit in the rear car seat. As a result, the huge rear car seat was filled with supermarket shopping bags full of toys and snacks, leaving only one place for her.

She was even allowed to sit with the shopping bag, so that her elaborate dress and perfect makeup were completely out of charm in front of these things printed with supermarket logos.

An Meijun's face became even more stiff, her fingers tightly grasping the brand-name bag she carried, and she asked: "Yun Qiu, we just go back to the old house for a year, why did we buy so many things?" These things are not available anytime, anywhere. Buy?

Yin Yunqiu held the steering wheel and said concisely: "The child likes it." So he bought it. As a father, shouldn't he try to meet the needs of the child as much as he can.

As a cooperation, Yin Minglu giggled a few times and looked at his father cutely, with a child's innocence.

Seeing the smiling face of the youngest son again, Yin Yunqiu's thin lips, which had been flattened, also slightly aroused.

This is too spoiling for the child, An Meijun was speechless, but she quickly said again: "Then why don't you put the trunk?" Do you have to be with her? God knows, she was going to be fine. If Yun Qiu came to pick her up, she would take a beautiful selfie with her in the co-driver. The protagonist was her, but she let Yin Yunqiu's face in without a trace and sent it to a friend. lock up.

She wanted to let her group of girlfriends and sisters who tended to be invincible to know that Yun Qiu had come to pick her up, and they were on their way to reunion.

Because of the breakup with Yin Yunqiu, the wedding was also canceled. An Meijun's recent fate has not been as good as before. She was kicked out of the ranks of Bai Fumei because she thought she was the sisters of her best friends. I didn't bother to call her to buy clothes. Some even said, "What are you doing with your anger? Just wake up. You are no longer Mrs. Yin. You are a phoenix that is not as good as a chicken. You are not qualified to yell at us. My boyfriend is still in the circle." Where's Westbrook. After all, braggingly took her boyfriend's arm and walked away.

The rest of them didn't laugh at her. They seemed to want to see if she could turn over again, successfully reconcile with Yin Yunqiu, or hook up with a rich young man again, so they stayed on the sidelines and did not lend a hand. Some seem to have motives, desperately introducing her to her, or persuading her to go on a blind date. Those objects are rich people or diamond kings under the capital. Aiming at her predecessor is Mr. Yin, with the shining aura of his predecessor, she is still quite worthy now, and many brothers are very interested in her. It seems that they want to understand the famous Mr. Yin, who has been dating and even getting married. What kind of woman is like?

So out of curiosity, those people often give An Meijun flowers and gifts, and from time to time they invite her to eat in a five-star hotel. Each and every one of them is so wealthy that the father and mother are moved, and they often encourage their daughters to accept one of them.

But these people are not as tall and handsome as Yin Yunqiu, young and promising, and rich in background, and their private lives are not clean, and they have unclear relationships with girls in the circle. Men and women are quite unscrupulous. She occasionally accepted their invitation and went out to eat with them, but it didn't mean that she planned to have a relationship between men and women with them. The only thing in her heart was Yun Qiu, and those ordinary people couldn't move her at all. After all, as long as one person has been with the top noble son, how can he still be regarded as this group of cynical rich second generations.

An Meijun was disgusted on her face, but she was still complacent that her charm had not diminished.

For some vain and secretive reasons, after learning that Yin Yunqiu was coming to pick her up with her children during the Chinese New Year, she still did not cut off the relationship with these brothers. These people are still lying on her mailing list, and they are always in An ambiguous greeting was sent late at night.

These private matters, An Meijun will not let Yun Qiu know. She plans to wait until she is completely reunited with Yun Qiu, and delete all these people without leaving them. Now, these people are accustomed to talking sweet words. Coax her to be happy and keep it for now. Anyway, Yun Qiu had never cared about these things, and he didn't like to live in the private life of his lover, he would not find out.

So An Meijun had a two-line exchange with peace of mind. She knew that in the sisters’ circle, regaining Yun Qiu’s heart was her personal capital. Those sons and brothers could only be regarded as talks at most, so she planned to rely on the opportunity of the New Year, completely. Let Yun Qiu change his mind and realize his turnaround.

She wanted to post photos to her circle of friends, which was also an act of swearing sovereignty. However, she did not expect that the co-driver could not sit, and the rear seats were filled with shopping bags. Once she took a photo and wanted Yin Yunqiu to enter the country, she would have Those bloated, ugly, unforced bags are slapped in, and it is impossible to say whether the exchange will be envy or jealousy.

She wanted Yun Qiu to move the bag to the back compartment, but after learning that the back compartment was also full of children's toys and Chinese New Year goods for visiting relatives, she died temporarily, and had to put down her phone in a slanderous manner.

But it’s okay without photos, and it’s good to be able to achieve the result.

Along the way, An Meijun racked his brains to talk to the father and son, to greet the baby about how well he is lately, and whether to think about his mother, etc., in an attempt to awaken the child's deep attachment to maternal love.

Tears are a woman's best weapon. Once that pearl-like tears cross her face, even if this woman has been guilty of the worst, the world always cannot bear to be harsh, and most people will choose to forgive.

An Meijun just wanted to shed tears, and the light of the water fluttered in her beautiful eyes, but the child Yin Minglu suddenly took out a gun and pointed it at her, frightened her, and forced the tears abruptly. Stopped.

The child's delicate little hand also squeezed the trigger. Something seemed to be ejected from the muzzle. An Meijun's pupils shrank suddenly, and she just wanted to scream, but was called out by a pile of paper.

She: "..." Picking up the paper on her body in a daze, it turned out that the ejected items were fake dollar bills with funny faces on their heads, as if they were laughing at her fuss.

An Meijun suppressed her anger, and just wanted to teach this child how to tease her mother like this.

But the child didn't seem to care about her ugly face at all, holding a toy money gun, pouting his red mouth, and making a playful "Biubiubiu~" sound, as if it was just a joke. With a light press of the little hand, there are banknotes flying all over the sky again.

The white and fat child seemed to be very happy to spray, and his little voice asked in a sweet and greasy voice: "Dad, do you think my gun looks good? Do you think my shooting gesture is mighty?"

Seeing him naughty, Yin Yunqiu also smiled, not caring about the pile of banknotes on his suit, and praised: "Good-looking, mighty." He just said it in passing, otherwise it would be the height of his thighs and the delicate and lovely face. Baby, what does it have to do with the word mighty?

However, the little guy couldn't help boasting. He smiled when he praised it, and his eyes were like a little moon. A gun shot more and more endlessly, and then there was no "bullet" soon. While throwing the money gun, the child squashed his mouth unhappily. It seemed that he hadn't had enough addiction, so he said to his father who had always spoiled himself: "Dad, I don't have any bullets anymore."

Hearing that, An Meijun was happy, and the choking breath in her throat finally eased. She crumpled the banknotes that fell on her skirt into a ball, and said viciously: stinky boy, let's see how you mess around.

Just when the little guy wondered if he wanted to pick up the ejected banknotes silently, as soon as he reached out his hand, Yin Yunqiu glanced at him, stopped his small movements with his eyes, and said: "Baby, don't move. , When I get home, my father will pick it up for you himself." It’s not a big deal. If these fake dollar bills are used up, use the real ones to load the magazine. Although spraying real banknotes is suspected of showing off his wealth, Minglu's child must only spray and play at home, and there is no danger.

That's the case. The fact that he personally picked up "banknotes" for the children still surprised An Meijun. Seeing the joy of the father and son, they looked at each other and smiled. An Meijun sitting in the back row had dark eyes and a bit of ants, as if she had been completely excluded after half a year away.

An Meijun gave up the idea of ​​teaching Yin Minglu, but couldn't see the child's heartless face, so he forced a well-intentioned smile on his face and persuaded: "Yun Qiu, you can't pet your child like this, just in case. What should I do if I spoil my child? He is so stubborn at a young age that he actually pointed a toy gun at his parents. This kind of prank behavior is not good. If we don’t educate him, he will bully him when he goes to kindergarten in the future. Child."

"No, the baby is very well-behaved." At a young age, he is smart and polite, and he smiles cutely, like a naturally luminous little sun. The relatives and friends who have almost seen this child will be attracted by him. I can't help boasting that this little baby is so handsome and looks very much like you. He must be promising when he grows up.

Although Yin Yunqiu didn't understand the connection between being well-groomed and surely promising, he likes children to be praised for being like him. How could such a likable child bully others?

As for An Meijun’s statement that the child pointed the gun at her, the words implied that the child played a prank on her and did not respect her. Yin Yunqiu frowned and was unwilling to hear such words. You play around, if you don’t like it, don’t teach him."

He has been taking care of Minglu meticulously during the past half a year. Human hearts are grown in flesh. Naturally, the more you take care of, the more you care about it. Sometimes the child is alone at home, and if he does not answer the phone for more than a minute, he will worry about whether the child has gotten into the water after swimming, or fell off the stairs, or was bitten by the cat kept by the babysitter at home. , In the end, I usually don’t feel relieved until I bring it to the company.

He thinks he knows the child’s pure heart better than An Meijun, a careless mother, and the child Minglu later pointed the gun at his father, screamed in his mouth and fired a shot. Seeing the money piled up on him, he smiled so hard that he couldn't see it.

What does this mean? The child wants to play with you because he is close to you. If he doesn't like you, just ignore you. Naturally, he won't have such unnecessary thoughts.

An Meijun was stunned by her husband's conclusion. Not only did the other party fail to teach her children, but on the other hand, she said she didn't know how to cherish the kindness of her children.

And she thought to herself, Yin Minglu, the little white-eyed wolf seemed to like her. It seemed that she had completely forgotten her mother after seeing her for half a year. Seeing the smile on his face that seemed to be gloating and triumphant, it seemed that there was a father there. Zhan Li was so confident that she was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said in her heart: It really wasn't her who had come out of her belly, she would never be familiar with it. Little bastard, you can be fooling around now. Even if your father is eccentric, it is only temporary. When the old lady gets back together with your father, will you let me take care of it?

After thinking about it this way, the anger in An Meijun's heart went down.

The group drove and quickly arrived at the old house of the Yin family and met Mr. Yin.

Old man Yin looks like he is more than 60 years old, his bones are still healthy, and he is dressed in a Tang suit, showing the reservedness of an old gentleman, holding a green birdcage in his hand, and inside is a bird with flapping wings. , The crying parrot.

Seeing them here, the old man teased himself and ignored them. Even if the child at his feet looked at the bird he carefully looked after with a pair of black eyes in awe, he could blurt out the breed of this aristocratic parrot. The little figure shaking his head and shaking his head was very cute, and he couldn't move his heart.

He still maintains a polite and indifferent attitude. After all, he has lived for most of his life. He has been accustomed to flattery and has his own temper. He is most confused about An Meijun's unmarried and pregnant women who do not love themselves, especially the purpose of the other party. Strong, clearly want to climb Gaozhi, this kind of woman can share wealth, but absolutely can not live and die together. If you really want to marry, you should marry a good woman who has a good character, can manage the house gently, and will never leave you when a disaster is approaching, such as his long-dead wife.

It is a pity that for some reason, since the beginning of him, the marriage of the three children has more or less troubles, causing him more headaches. So even with that, he didn’t have a good face for the mother and son An Meijun. This year was not bad. In the first two years, he didn’t even want to see anyone during the New Year. When he saw An Meijun holding the child, he directly called the nanny to blast the people out.

But it happens that such a stubborn and hard-talking old man has the deepest feelings for the original owner.

After the truth of the previous life was exposed, the 80-year-old man was indeed ill. He went directly to the intensive care unit of the hospital and was almost unable to be rescued. This is also one of the reasons why the Yin family allowed Yin Minglu to live on the street and had no time to take care of it. After waking up, the lips wearing the oxygen mask trembled and said: "I want to see the child Minglu, the child is innocent."

When he learned that the child had died in a car accident, the father suddenly closed his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Yin Minglu blinked his round eyes. At the sign of his father, wearing a festive red, he walked a few steps forward, bowed softly, and then shyly held a cup of tea with his small face. He said a few stumbling auspicious words, "New Year's, I wish Grandpa the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan, everything goes well, and a long life."

His blessings were also spoken for the original owner, especially the last one who lived a long life, absolutely sincere and sincere.

The child in front of him wears his favorite big red, looks white, fat and jade-run, as if the little fairy boy on the New Year picture has jumped out, with a raised face and a cup of tea in his hands. His eyes are pure and cute, but his immature voice is slightly faint. Hoarse, as if full of admiration that makes the ears light.

It seems that the child's unreliable mother is still teaching the child, the old man sighed in his heart, and politely took the tea in his hand, but he couldn't help but gave a smiling face.

The child's face immediately burst into laughter, and when he looked at it carefully, it looked more like the little doll holding the fat fish on the New Year picture he bought.

The old man snorted coldly: "Humph." It's useless to please him so much because of his appearance. Who would let you have such a mother?

Having said that, he took one of the red envelopes that he had prepared on the table and handed it to the child. He said with restraint: "There is not much money, just 300,000 yuan. Take it and spend it." He is not partial. Juniors are prepared. Although I don't like An Meijun mother and son, the weight given to Yin Minglu is still generous enough, and the red envelope money will be given every year, increasing by 100,000 every year according to the age, and it will not stop until the child gets married and starts a business.

"Thank you, grandpa~" Yin Minglu obediently, his two forearms hugged the old man numbly, ignoring the other's stiff body, and rubbing his little face against each other with attachment.

Seeing the red envelope in the child's hand, hearing the amount, An Meijun's eyes straightened, her heart pounding uncontrollably, she thought: The Yin family is really generous, just a milk Only a baby, one person gave 300,000 yuan, and there are so many relatives in the Yin family, how much money each person can accumulate, let alone two or three million.

She had to try her best to collect this money. This is the money that should belong to her daughter. Why is it held in Yin Minglu's hands?

"You are also tired on the road. There is still some time before the New Year's Eve dinner. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something to cushion your stomach?" The old man asked uncomfortably. The children showed up like this, and the old man couldn't hold back his cold expression.

An Meijun had a gentle smile on her face, as graceful as a famous lady. Before she could say no in a soft voice, the child in front of her couldn't wait to express his opinion. The little head nodded like garlic, and An Meijun was astonishing. Feeling embarrassed. This year was the year when she successfully entered the Yin family. She also wanted to behave better in front of the old man. As a result, Yin Minglu behaved like a little hungry wolf, looking uncultivated. If she changed her daughter, even if she wanted to eat, she would definitely be polite and polite, as if everyone agreed tactfully.

But what she didn't know was that she was so innocent and cute and frank, the most pleasing to her elders.

At this moment, a young boy walked slowly downstairs, looking thin, wearing a black sweater with a high collar, looking handsome and fair, like a gentle and elegant noble son, so beautiful that he could not move his eyes, he smiled and said: "Grandpa , Is the second uncle back with his younger brother?"