After two years of marriage, the officer husband can’t stand it any longer.

In the next few hours, the whole family would hang around the two children. Once Lu Yanshu could walk and run, the house would become even more lively.

Song Wenjing is also a young child. Just now she and Lu Zhimo were painting quietly, and now they can't help but take the net bag to the pond to catch fish.

Lu Yanshu, who was sitting on the stroller next to him, was so anxious that he screamed at the top of his lungs, which made him want to go play.

"Yanshu, you have to be good, you are too young to play in the water, you will get sick..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her eyes and saw a familiar figure, threw away the net bag in her hand, and ran excitedly with her short legs: "Dad, dad..."

"Slow down, don't run away and fall." Song Wenjing looked at her niece worriedly, really afraid that she would fall over.

Lu Nanchen knelt down to greet the little glutinous rice dumpling, hugged his pink-carved daughter and kissed her: "Zhimo, daddy misses you so much that he has a headache."

The little girl stretched out her delicate palm sensibly, placed it on Lu Nanchen's forehead, and blew gently: "Then Zhimo, please rub it for daddy, and it won't hurt anymore."

Lu Nanchen felt warm in his heart and stood up holding his daughter: "It really doesn't hurt anymore." Lu Nanchen grabbed her little hand: "Good boy, let daddy see if you have grown taller?"

"Growing taller, Zhimo has grown taller." Little Nuomi Dumpling puffed up her chest proudly.

"Well, my Zhimo is the best." Lu Nanchen's eyes and eyebrows were all smiles when he mentioned his baby daughter.

"Come on, let's go see what mom is doing?"

"it is good!"

The little girl turned to look at Song Wenjing and asked a question: "Cousin, you can play by yourself, I'm going to find my mother."

Song Wenjing was abandoned by this three-year-old kid. She was already quite bored, but now she was even more bored. She looked down at the little guy in the stroller, gave a perfunctory smile, and whispered: "You're not fun, again. Can’t speak.”

Although Lu Zhimo only celebrated her third birthday today, she talks more than adults. Chatting with her is fun.

"Wow wow wow..."

After a while, the baby's milk sounds came from the stroller. Song Wenjing stared blankly, trying a series of methods to coax the child, but no matter what he did, Lu Yanshu couldn't stop crying.

She quickly took the child to the back room and returned it to Tao Weiwei.

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"Well~ Well."

Lu Zhimo shouted in a strange accent and jumped into the kitchen.

Gu Beinian's hand movements paused: "Back."

Lu Nanchen nodded lightly: "Well, something delayed me on the way, so I'm a little late."

"Mom, is the pizza ready? Grandpa is cheating. He didn't make pizza for Tangtang." The little girl stared straight at the semi-finished product in the oven.

Gu Beinian pinched her chin: "Little greedy kid."

Lu Zhimo chuckled: "Dad, can we go to the beach to play? I want to build a castle. My neighbor's wife's Lele showed it off to me yesterday. Their whole family went on a trip."

Lu Nanchen's biggest problem is that no matter what his daughter wants, as long as it is material, he will try his best to satisfy her, so of course he will not refuse this time.

"If this is Zhimo's birthday wish, then daddy can help you realize it, how about it?"

The little girl immediately became happy and hugged Lu Nanchen's neck: "Thank you, Dad, I love Dad the most!"

"Lu Nanchen, just pamper her without any boundaries." Gu Beinian was unable to refute the father and daughter.

"She is already three years old. She will go to kindergarten in September. It is good to have more contact with the outside world. What's more, this is to accompany her growth. I am not indifferent, so I will satisfy her with such a small request. How about it?"

He could always make sense of what he said. Gu Beinian rolled his eyes and responded perfunctorily: "Oh!"

Ding~, it's time to bake the oven. Lu Zhimo swallowed and looked at Gu Beinian with bright eyes: "Mom, I really want to eat pizza..."

Gu Beinian finally couldn't bear it anymore and shook his head at the little girl: "Can you be patient?"

Lu Nanchen put on his gloves and took out the baking pan: "The pizza is out of the pan! Slow down, don't get burned."

Lu Zhimo looked at the pizza in front of her without blinking, looking at the high bulges on it, the rich and attractive aroma penetrated her nose, and she couldn't help but feel itchy in her heart.

Lu Nanchen pricked a small piece with his fork and handed it to his daughter's mouth: "Here, eat it."

As if she had received an imperial edict, the little girl took a bite of the delicious pizza and was so happy that she almost flew into the air.

"Don't eat too much, your stomach will feel uncomfortable." Gu Beinian warned.

"Okay." She answered simply.

Gu Beinian was completely defeated by his daughter's decisive and unreliable answer: "Hey, feel free to eat whatever you want, it's your birthday after all." There was a hint of doting in his tone.

The family had dinner together and played games to celebrate Lu Zhimo's third birthday. The little guy volunteered to perform and sang one of her favorite children's songs.

The situation was divided, and Song Man and Baizhu, close friends, teased Lu Yanshu. Song Wenjing held a mobile phone in her arms, and she was chatting with someone mysteriously. Her smile almost reached her ears.

The cousins ​​were chatting and playing cards at a small table nearby, laughing and passing the time.

Song Xuan, Gu Xiao and Lu Baichuan talked about many topics, from astronomy to geography, to ancient times, to the passion of border defense when they were young.

The housekeeper walked in with a gift box and said it was sent by the second young master of the Ji family as a birthday gift for Miss Zhimo.

It's rare that he has a heart. It happens every year and he will never forget it.

"Zhimo, let's send a message to Uncle Jingyu. He is studying abroad and can't come back to celebrate your birthday."

Lu Zhimo picked up her phone and watch and ran to the door with a clatter, saying playfully and innocently, "I said it myself, mom can't eavesdrop."

Gu Beinian smiled and had no objection. Cultivating children to develop good habits meant taking steps in life.

"Come on, come on, keep walking." The old man urged Gu Beinian.

She came to her senses and moved the knight on the chessboard forward: "Grandpa, you'd better admit defeat."

I thought that saying this would make the old man even more anxious. Unexpectedly, the old man just hummed, blew his beard, glared at her, and said confidently: "We haven't decided who will win yet, so don't be too confident too early."

"Yes Yes Yes."

As long as grandpa is happy, Gu Beinian will not disappoint the old man and seriously pursue this chess game.

Tao Weiwei acted as a true gentleman who watched the game without speaking, quietly watching who among them could win the final victory.

"General!" The old man laughed proudly, interrupting Gu Beinian's thoughts.

"So that's it." Gu Beinian suddenly realized. He looked down at the chessboard and found that his general was trapped in a dead game. He resigned helplessly: "Obviously he can go further." She was a little annoyed, but He pouted with satisfaction.

"It's okay. I'll win it back next time." The old man patted her hand and comforted her, "That's it for today."

Grandpa said this, but actually he was happy after winning the chess game, which was visible to the naked eye.