Seeing the beloved Britney on the line again after a month, the fans were very excited.
As a result, An Wuyang's Weibo is very lively, with a lot of active fans, and from time to time, new fans join the huge team of Sucking Sweet.
“This photo of Xiao Tiantian and her husband is really sweet and sweet, woohoo…”
The two faces are so close together, one is handsome and mature, the other is youthful, and more importantly, their eyes are warm and they look very happy.
It turns out that the fans are so happy to see the photos of themselves and Dun Dun's father, An Wuyang thought to himself, so let's update them frequently in the future.
It is undoubtedly a good thing to be able to make others feel happy through your own efforts.
"Zhangjiang, when will you and Yunchuan go home?" On the weekend, Mr. Huo waited at home for a day, but he didn't wait for his grandson-in-law to bring his baby great-grandson back to visit, so he called An Wujiu's mobile phone directly to find someone.
"Sorry grandpa, Yunchuan took me out this morning," An Wuyang quickly apologized and agreed, "We'll take Dundun back in the evening and let the uncle in the kitchen prepare our dinner."
"Okay, haha..." Mr. Huo was as happy as a child and kept saying, "Just come back, okay, I'll go to the kitchen and let them cook your favorite dishes."
"Yeah!" An Wuyang liked his grandfather very much, so he giggled when he heard the words, and said goodbye after saying a few more words to the other party.
Putting down the phone, he sighed melancholy.
The man who was always paying attention to him, frowned and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
An Wuyang shook his head, his thoughts returned to reality from his mind, and he pursed his lips and said with a smile, "It's nothing, let's go back to my parents' house next weekend, okay?"
It was this thing.
Mr. Huo, who had already let go of the little angel's family, nodded and said, "Okay." In the past six months, the An family has been very low-key, and they have not contacted the Huo family very often. This attitude softened the protection of Huo Yunchuan. Wife's heart.
Their baby son, Dun Dun, is now more than five months old.
The little doll with three heads is a little fat.
Carry it with a sturdy suspender, occupying the entire front of the unharmed chest.
It's really heavy, but as a father, An Wuyang enjoys the weight. Not only does he not feel tired at all, but he also enjoys it.
After all, he was holding the doll, so he sat in the back row with Aunt Zhang, who had been worried that he would be crushed by Dun Dun.
Dun Dun was awake. After getting in the car, his big round eyes rolled around: "Yeah..." Maybe it was the unfamiliar environment that made him interesting, and he moved violently in his safe arms.
An Wuyang is very difficult. This stinky boy eats five meals of milk and nutritious porridge. He eats a small body and is strong and strong.
Seeing this, Auntie Zhang said, "Your small arms and calves are heavy, aren't they? Or... why don't you give them a hug?"
The stubborn teenager hugged the baby and turned around, for fear that someone would snatch his baby: "It's neither heavy nor heavy, I can hold it."
However, a struggling look soon appeared on his face, as the muscles in his arms were tired from playing.
Aunt Zhang looked distressed: "Hi, Mr. Huo, take care of him."
But worry about this child, really.
"Zhangjie." Huo Yunchuan shouted, and there was a faint warning in his voice.
Two minutes later, the child sitting in the back row was still holding the child disobediently, with a pair of skins that would not be slapped on the roof for three days, so he drove the car to the side of the road, stopped, and opened the door to get off.
The stern man opened the rear car door and said, "Give your son to Aunt Zhang, and then you get out of the car."
Little Angel: "..." He flattened his mouth pitifully, and did not dare to protest.
Huo Yunchuan sighed softly, and after taking him to the co-pilot, he fastened his seat belt: "Aren't you tired after playing golf all morning?"
You know, their family has been fat and heavy recently. Huo Yunchuan really doesn't understand why the little angel insists on holding his son and not letting go.
"Oh, then you can drive." An Wuyang put away the unwillingness in his eyes and said.
"Don't be sulky." Huo Yunchuan warned seriously, then leaned over to kiss the little brat's forehead, and fiddled with the little tug on his head: "I'll take you for a haircut tomorrow night."
An Wuyi said deliberately, "If you don't cut it, I will keep it up and braid it."
Aunt Zhang with the baby in the back row made a 'puchi', her stomach hurts with joy: "Oh, chigger wants to have a braid?"
A proper mocking tone!
Immediately, the boy who was pissed off and talking nonsense turned red, pursed his mouth and said nothing.
"Hmph." Dad Huo snorted softly, closed the door with a smile, and returned to the cab to drive.
When I got home, my mother-in-law came to pick me up from the car, and happily hugged my grandson, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, and said, "Dun Dun, you're back, grandma misses you, do you miss grandma?"
Rarely, she kept kissing Duntun.
"Yah..." Young Master Huo cried out after being kissed, waving his two fleshy little hands, refusing grandma's well-kept face.
"This child..." The Hof people said with a smile. After kissing the precious grandson, they greeted their daughter-in-law with a smile: "Zhangyi, go, let's go in quickly, it's hot outside."
Then he turned around and went in with his good grandson: "Come on, let's go find your grandfather."
The picture is so harmonious.
In fact, he is very happy to be safe, but he is skinny, twisting Huo Yuji's arm and muttering: "Look, Mom won't hurt me anymore with Dun Dun."
Mr. Huo is sometimes quite stubborn. Hearing that, he really thought that the little angel was wronged, so he immediately hugged him and coaxed: "I'll tell her later."
"!!" That's enough!
An Wuyang hurriedly clarified: "No no no, I'm joking."
Anyway, I finally made the other party believe that I really didn't feel any grievances.
Later, An Wuyang secretly decided not to make such a joke with Dun Dun's father, who has no spirit of jokes, because the other party is a post-80s generation with a serious personality after all.
In fact, the parents-in-law were very happy when An Wuyang came back to stay for one night.
There were so many people in the mansion before, it was lively and lively every day, and there was a cute doll who could laugh and make trouble. Suddenly their family of three moved away, leaving behind three elders who were almost two hundred years old together. Lonely and boring.
To put it simply, when people are old, they always want their children and grandchildren to wrap around their knees and enjoy their family.
Recalling the past, the Hof people discussed with their son with a small hope: "How about... leave Duntun with us?"
Huo Yunchuan refused with one sentence at the time: "No, the jigger will miss the child."
The Hof people, who are grandmothers, are silent. After all, they are not qualified to take their children away from An Wuji, even if they are grandparents.
At present, Huo Yunchuan and An Wuyang bring their children back for a night or two every weekend, and they are very satisfied at home.
In the evening of the next day, they returned to the small apartment.
Huo Dashao tried his best to keep his post-80s seriousness, fiddled with the little tug on the object's head, and asked, "Would you like to go get a haircut?"
Really embarrassing.
An Wuyang nodded and said, "Go."
Anyway, the boy's hair is still cool and refreshing.
"Yeah." Not long after Daddy Huo brought the little cub home, he led the little cub out for a haircut, and it wasn't until late at night...the two didn't come back after a supper.
Poor Dun Dun, when the two fathers came back lightly, had already slept into piglets.
After Mr. Huo came out of the shower, he saw the little angel standing in front of the mirror, looking left and right at the new hairstyle he had just cut, with a stinky expression clearly visible between his brows.
"Isn't he handsome?" An Wuyang turned around and asked with a smile.
The subject nods, thinking to himself, Beer is really cute and cute. It reminded him almost instantly of the fluffy feeling in the palm of his hand when he was blowing his hair on the first day we lived together...
"Come, come and sleep." Huo Yunchuan swallowed his throat, recalling the past, and his heart was hot, so he called in a low voice.
Then he took off the bath towel around his waist, which told the little angel that this sleep is not the other.
"..." An Wuyi immediately blushed, and hesitated there with his hands behind his back.
Huo's father patiently called again: "Baby Chi."
The little angel who had done a good job in spiritual construction finally slowly rubbed into his arms, hanging his neck and rubbing hard: "... Dad Dun Dun."
The man with heavy breathing turned his head sideways, holding those small ears: "There is a kind of words that don't need to be added..."
Good baby · An's heart pounding: "Hum, I don't have any seeds..."
"Haha..." Huo Yunchuan's low laughter suddenly came from his ears, making his ears itchy, his face particularly hot, and it was hard to breathe!
"You do this again... I, I'm going to be pregnant again... "
A person with a good voice is unforgettable just by laughing.
"Don't worry," Huo Yunchuan was so gentle that he seemed to hurt him into his bones and blood, hugging him and kissing him without letting go: "Let's talk about it when you graduate from college."
After all, I wasn't sure how obsessed the little angel was with having a baby, so Huo Yunchuan coaxed him first.
An Wuyi's head was drowsy, and soon he couldn't think about anything: "Um... um... "
It's autumn, and the weather in Beijing is still so hot. Every time he rolls the sheets, Huo Yunchuan sweats the most, and he gets all over him...
The next day, the lazy-eyed teenager checked his neck to see if there were any fish that slipped through the net in front of the mirror.
"Really, every time I say it, I don't listen!" He puffed out his cheeks angrily, then took out a Band-Aid, tore off one and stuck it on the red dot.
"I'm going out." An Wuyang put on his hat, looked at his son, said hello to the guy at home, and went out with his backpack and tennis racket.
Dad Huo, who was drinking coffee at the dining table, glanced at the boy who was dressed to attract bees and butterflies today, his eyes were slightly dark: "Okay, go home right after school, don't run around, you know?"
An Wuyang secretly rolled his eyes in annoyance, parroting his tongue in his heart, don't run around, you know
His mouth was so sweet that he didn't pay for his life: "I see, Dad, Dad."
The young man went out happily, leaving behind the stern old man who wiped the table and the front of his clothes with a tissue...
To be honest, if it goes on like this, sooner or later, the nutrition will not be able to keep up.