After waking up, Shen Hun left the house early.
When Zhong Yuhong asked her about breakfast, the housekeeper: "Miss Shen took Master Zan out early in the morning."
The old lady twisted her brows fiercely, and Yu Guang glanced at the little granddaughter who was eating obediently.
Both are her children, one of them is tied to the waistband of her trousers where she can go, while the other is left at home as if abandoned.
"Qingqing, is the porridge delicious?" Zhong Yuhong smiled and whispered softly.
"It's delicious!" He said, and smacked his lips.
"Just now the housekeeper said that my mother took my brother out, do you know?"
The little girl nodded. Of course she knew, because she heard it too.
"Are you... not unhappy?"
"Huh?" The little girl tilted her head, her eyes blank.
Why should she be unhappy
Zhong Yuhong gritted her teeth: "But mother didn't take you out, just like she took her brother."
"Don't go out..." She shook her head quickly, and stopped drinking the porridge.
If, like my younger brother, he has to play sandbags, hang horizontal bars, and be yelled at by the two uncles, she won't want it!
Even if you don't go to the second son's uncle's place, it is still in the doctor's uncle's room. The smell is stinky, and you have to take a lot of bitter medicine.
She won’t go out, she won’t be with her brother, she is afraid...
"Eh, why are you crying?" Zhong Yuhong hurriedly threw a bowl and chopsticks, reached out and hugged her into her arms, while wiping her tears, while patiently coaxing, "Don't cry or cry, grandma's little baby, let's stop crying. ! If you cry again, you will become a tabby cat, ugly, not cute at all..."
The little girl stopped the golden peas, but still a little whispered: "No... Hiccup... Don't go..."
"Yes, yes, let's not go, not with them, grandma will take you to the playground, OK?"
"Great!"
"Oh..." He was really a poor child. His mother was partial to his younger brother. Zhong Yuhong decided to treat her granddaughter twice as much in the future.
Although she also values her grandson and has the old concept of passing on from generation to generation, she will not be as favoritism as Shen Hou, and the bias is so obvious!
Shen Hui led Zanzan out of the alley, turned right at the street corner, crossed the road, and saw Erzi's car at a glance.
The window was half down, and he stretched out his hand from inside, holding the cigarette.
Seeing Shen Hun bringing the child over, he hurriedly pinched it off and turned on the air purification switch.
"Go to the hospital."
The two sons paused, and then calculated, sure enough—
It's time for Zan Zan to do a regular check.
The hospital is in the city center, private, and Shen Hou invested money.
The doctor is an authoritative pediatrician at home and abroad, surnamed Tang, and foreign nationality. Two years ago, he was dug into China by Shen Hou at a high price. Except for a patient, he spent most of his time doing research and not doing clinical work.
Knowing they are coming, so I waited in the office early.
Seeing Shen Xu coming in with the child in his arms, he got up and nodded slightly: "Miss Shen."
"Excuse me, Doctor Tang."
"It should be."
A few simple greetings, and then asked Zan Zan about the recent physical condition, followed by a checkup.
Once a month, all the processes have been familiar for so many years.
Shen Hun sat on the chair outside, talking to the two sons while waiting: "Did you get the birthday invitation?"
The man nodded: "This time the Yan family has a higher profile than ever before. Many people have been invited, and naturally a lot of invitations have been sent out."
Otherwise, he won't succeed so easily.
"But I suggest staying with the Song family as it makes sense."
Of course Shen Hou knows this, but...
"Let's make a two-handed plan. Of course it is best to be together. If the Song family is unwilling, then I can only go by myself."
In short, to go is a must. The only difference lies in the amount of effort and effort, and whether it saves effort.