In the evening, Teacher Yang gave Qi Cheng the leave note. Early the next morning, when Jiang Feng drove to the gate of No. 2 Middle School with his son, he saw Qi Cheng waiting at the gate of the school.
Because he was going back to the Jiang family's old house, Qi Cheng took off his school uniform and wore casual clothes to show his taller figure. He didn't look left and right, his expression was relaxed, and he was waiting on the side of the road with a personable appearance.
Jiang Feng praised, "Your brother is really getting more and more handsome."
Jiang Heng, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, remained silent.
The car stopped in front of Qi Cheng, Qi Cheng opened the door of the back seat, and there was a young man in black sitting on the back seat. He was handsome, but his face was expressionless, and he looked unhappy.
Both Mr. Qi and Ms. Jiang are second-married, and each brought a son to form a family of four. The husband and wife joined forces, and they often neglected their children. The sons of the two have long passed the age of crying and shouting, and the contact with each other is even stranger than that of ordinary friends.
Qi Cheng got into the car with a smile, "Long time no see, Xiao Heng."
Jiang Heng was not very enthusiastic, leaning against the other side with folded arms, "Yes."
"This child," Jiang Feng was wearing a suit today, her curly hair was tied up, and her red lips were all open. She glanced at Jiang Heng amusedly, "Why did you become cold after seeing your brother?"
Jiang Heng frowned, "Drive your car well."
The family of three went from the northern suburbs to the southern suburbs, and arrived at Jiang's old house after 40 minutes.
Qi Cheng put down the messenger bag, thanked the housekeeper who came to pick up the bag, and followed Jiang Feng into the door.
In the hall, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang, the owners of the Jiang family's old house, were sitting on the sofa, surrounded by Jiang Feng's brothers.
There are three younger brothers under Jiang Feng, and the youngest one has just entered college. At this time, except for this little uncle, everyone with the surname Jiang is here.
Qi Cheng and Jiang Heng called people one by one, and the two uncles who were well-known in the business and entertainment circles waved at them and gave them several red envelopes lovingly.
Qi Cheng smiled stiffly and asked them to pat their heads and touch their faces. People in the Jiang family liked children very much. Even a tall man like him who had grown up would be treated like a three-year-old in their eyes.
"Xiao Cheng is handsome again." The third uncle couldn't help pinching Qi Cheng's face, and said with a smirk, "You really don't want to follow the third uncle to hang out in the entertainment industry?"
Jiang Heng pressed the corner of his lips, pulled off the third uncle's hand, and placed it on his face.
"Tell me," Jiang Feng sat down on the single sofa, "what happened?"
The two elderly people who are over half a century old have strange expressions on their faces, most of them are joy, and they are also a little at a loss.
But from this expression, Qi Chengcheng knew it was not bad news.
The fact is the same, the young master of the Jiang family who is idle and ignorant is suddenly found to have an illegitimate child who is less than three years old.
Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, who was so worried about his three single sons that he couldn't sleep, suddenly had a baby grandson who couldn't even walk steadily. This was a huge and precious grandson for the entire Jiang family. surprise.
Except that Milk Baby's father who hasn't graduated from college doesn't think so.
Qi Cheng came to the backyard from the hall.
The Jiang family's old house attached a large garden with rockery, flowing water, and various flowers. It was Qi Cheng's favorite place to come, and he had drawn several landscape sketches on paper.
Among the group of people in the hall, the third uncle who is the youngest is already in his twenties, and the second uncle is nearly thirty years old. One is gentle and romantic, and the other is taciturn. Every time he sees Qi Cheng and Jiang Heng, his eyes are glued to the They can't tear it off.
Except for the eldest sister Jiang Feng who is married, the two are single.
I like children, but I haven't started a family yet, so every time Qi Cheng sees them, his face will involuntarily stiffen.
As he grows older, Qi Cheng is already a handsome young man, and now he has a younger brother who is less than three years old. Qi Cheng can already imagine what kind of life he will live in being ruthlessly rubbed.
Just thinking of this little guy who appeared out of nowhere, Qi Chengcheng saw a small figure squatting beside the flowers talking to himself in front of him.
The fat baby has a serious expression on his face, and the little guy who looks like a little gentleman in suspenders is facing a blooming flower, his mouth is moist, and a deep pit is poked in his skin, and the baby's voice is childish and vicious: "Old man!" I don’t want paper to be smashed by you!”
He can't speak clearly yet, but he is already a cool baby, with upside-down eyebrows, which is fierce on an adult, but almost cute on a kid's face.
The lotus root-like arm tightly rotates the trouser leg, and there is a pink pacifier hanging around the neck. The undeveloped calf cannot support the squatting posture. After the cruel words, the cool baby wobbled Ass sat on the ground.
The fat butt made him bounce on the ground twice.
"puff."
Qi Cheng was suddenly laughed out loud.
The little baby was startled, and stared at Qi Cheng with wide eyes.
Qi Cheng walked over and knelt down, hugged the little guy in his arms, "Call me brother."
Ku Baobao pouted in his arms, arms folded, very imposing, "I can send a few."
Qi Cheng wiped his saliva for him, Ku Baobao watched his movements, touched his mouth with confused eyes, and then blushed.
Lying on Qi Cheng's shoulder, he was too ashamed to lift his head.
"what's your name?"
The smell of milk also came along with the little guy.
"Jiang Han." The little guy's muffled voice came, and he didn't know if it was Qi Cheng's illusion, but he could hear deep depression in this little baby's voice.
Qi Cheng carried him to the hall, and all the big shots in the room focused their eyes on him.
Jiang Feng stood up in surprise and approached, "Is this my little brother's child?"
Jiang's mother couldn't help laughing, "Why did your brother Xiao Cheng touch the baby?"
Jiang's father wiped his hands and stared at Qi Cheng, looking very greedy, and wanted to walk around with his grandson in his arms.
"I saw him in the backyard." Qi Cheng smiled and sat down, putting the baby on his lap. "When I saw him, the little guy was talking to Hua."
The adults laughed and talked to Hua, how cute it is.
Jiang Han secretly glanced at Qi Cheng, Qi Cheng blinked at him, and hooked his little finger.
That cruel remark just now has become a little secret between the two of them.
Jiang Han slid off Qi Cheng's lap, and the three-headed little guy in overalls put his cool hands in his pockets. He looked at Qi Cheng, "What's your name?"
"My name is Qi Cheng." Qi Cheng nodded his little nose, "You have to call me Brother Qi Cheng."
"Okay," Ku Baobao frowned, "who made me the youngest one."
During dinner, my uncle, who had a son before finishing college, finally appeared in the old house.
The driver was holding his schoolbag, and the young master of the Jiang family subconsciously looked for that little figure as soon as he entered the house. When he found it, he insisted on talking cheaply, "Yo, didn't you say that I am not your father? Why are you still staying at my house for a while?" Eating and drinking."
His second brother slapped him, his handsome face was full of silent disapproval.
Jiang Han grasped Qi Cheng's hand tightly.
A little baby already has the ability to distinguish the meaning of language.
This is undoubtedly a bad thing for him at the moment.
Qi Cheng hugged him again, then got up and looked at Jiang He who had just returned home from school, and smiled slightly, "Long time no see, little uncle."
Seeing him, Jiang He's expression cracked, and he subconsciously took half a step back.
Seeing that he was still cowardly as always, Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows and his smile deepened.
With Qi Cheng's hug, the little guy stayed in his arms until dinner was over.
It wasn't until Qi Cheng got up to go to the bathroom that Jiang Han was put on the soft sofa from his arms.
Jiang Heng pursed his lips, looked at the little guy several times with an indistinguishable expression, and finally walked into Mother Jiang, "Grandma, let me feed him a cake."
Jiang's mother didn't realize that something was wrong, she touched her grandson's chubby face, and gave up the seat to her sensible grandson.
Jiang Heng scooped the cream with a small spoon and delivered it to Jiang Han's mouth. He took a bite, and Jiang Han took a bite. When the dessert was almost finished, Jiang Heng finally opened his mouth.
The expression on the boy's face was not good-looking.
"Stay away from my brother," he said, "he's my brother."
"mine."