Marry a Rich Old Man

Seeing the beloved Britney online again after a month, the fans were very excited.

This made Anwuyang's Weibo very lively, with a lot of live fans, and from time to time, new fans joined the huge team of sucking Britney.

"This photo of Xiao Tiantian and her husband is really sweet, woo woo woo..."

The two faces are close together like this, one is handsome and mature, the other is youthful, and more importantly, their eyes are warm and look very happy.

It turned out that the fans were so happy to see the photos of himself and Dundun's father, An Wuyang thought to himself, let's update it frequently in the future.

It is undoubtedly a good thing to be able to make others feel happy through your little effort.

"Chang Chi, when will you and Yun Chuan go home?" It was a rare weekend, Mr. Huo waited at home for a day, but he didn't wait for his grandson-in-law to come back with his precious great-grandson, so he directly called An Wuyang's mobile phone to find someone.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, Yun Chuan took me out this morning," An Wuyang quickly apologized, and agreed: "We'll take Dun Dun back in the evening and let the kitchen uncle prepare our dinner."

"Okay, okay, haha..." Mr. Huo suddenly became as happy as a child, and kept saying, "Just come back, okay, I'll go and tell the kitchen right away to make you the dishes you like."

"Yeah!" An Wuyang liked grandpa very much, and he also giggled when he heard this, and said goodbye to him after a few more words.

Putting down the phone, he sighed melancholy.

The man who was always paying attention to him frowned and asked in concern, "What's wrong?"

An Wuyang shook his head, his thoughts returned to reality from his mind, he pursed his lips and smiled and said, "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 in response: "Okay." In the past six months, the An family has kept a low profile, and they have not actively contacted the Huo family. This attitude has softened Huo Yunchuan's protective heart. wife's eager heart.

Their precious son Dun Dun is now more than five months old.

A little doll with three heads and a body, a little fat.

He carried it on his back with a strong strap, occupying An Wuyang's entire chest.

It's really heavy, but as a father, An Wuyang enjoys this weight very much. Not only does he not feel tired at all, but he also enjoys it.

After all, he was holding a doll, so he sat in the back row, sitting with Aunt Zhang who was always worried that he would be crushed by Dun Dun.

Dun Dun was awake, and after getting into the car, his big round eyes flicked around: "Yeah..." It may be that the strange environment made him feel interesting, and he moved violently in An Wuyang's arms.

An Wuyang is quite strenuous, this brat eats five meals of milk and nutritious porridge, eats a small body and builds up, and his strength doubles.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang said, "Are your small arms and legs heavy? Or... why don't you give Auntie a hug?"

The stubborn boy turned around holding the baby, afraid that someone would snatch his doll: "It's not heavy, I can hold it."

However, a strenuous expression soon appeared on his face, because the muscles in his arms were tired from playing.

Aunt Zhang showed distress: "Hey, Mr. Huo, take care of him."

But worry about the child, really.

"Ailments." 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 skin that hadn't been covered with roof tiles for three days, so he drove the car to the side of the road and stopped, opened the door and got out of the car.

The stern man opened the rear door and said, "Give your son to Aunt Zhang, and then you get out of the car."

The little angel: "..." He flattened his mouth pitifully, and did not dare to protest.

Huo Yunchuan sighed softly, and after sending him to the co-driver, he fastened his seat belt: "Aren't you tired after playing golf all morning?"

You know, their family has become fat and heavy recently, Huo Yunchuan really doesn't understand why the little angel insists on hugging his son and not letting go.

"Oh, then you can drive." An Wuyang put away the displeasure in his eyes and said.

"Don't be sulking." Huo Yunchuan warned seriously, then leaned over and kissed the little boy's forehead, and fiddled with the little hair on his head by the way: "I'll take you to get your hair cut tomorrow night."

An Wuyang deliberately said: "No cut, I will keep it and braid it."

Aunt Zhang, who was carrying the baby in the back row, let out a 'puchi', and her stomach ached from joy: "Oh, Chiggy, do you want to braid your hair?"

Proper mocking tone!

Immediately, the young man who was talking nonsense in anger blushed, and he pursed his mouth and remained silent.

"Humph." Papa Huo snorted softly, closed the car door with a smile in his eyes, 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, kissing and kissing: "Dun Dun, you are back, grandma misses you, do you miss grandma?"

She kept kissing Dundun in a rare way.

"Yeah..." Young master Huo screamed after being kissed, waving his two fleshy little hands, pushing away grandma's well-maintained face.

"This child..." Mrs. Huo smiled, and after kissing her precious grandson, she greeted her daughter-in-law with a smile: "Come on, let's go in quickly, it's hot outside."

Then he turned around and went in with his grandson in his arms: "Come on, let's go find your grandpa."

The picture is so harmonious.

In fact, An Wuyang is very happy, but he is naughty, twisting Huo Zong's solid arm and muttering: "Look, mom won't hurt me if she has Dun Dun."

Mr. Huo is sometimes stubborn. Hearing this, he really thought that the little angel had been wronged, so he immediately hugged her and coaxed her, "I'll talk about her later."

"!!" That's okay!

An Wuyang hastily clarified: "No, no, I'm joking."

No matter what, I finally convinced the other party that I really didn't feel any grievances.

Later, An Wuyang secretly decided not to make such similar jokes with Dun Dun's father, who has no sense of humor, because the other party is a serious post-80s 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, the family of three moved away, leaving behind three elders whose combined age was almost two hundred years old. Lonely and boring.

To put it simply, when people are old, they always hope that their children and grandchildren will be around their knees and enjoy their family relationship.

Recalling before, Mrs. Huo had a small hope to discuss with her son: "Why don't you... leave Dun Dun to us?"

Huo Yunchuan refused with one sentence at that time: "No, I will miss my children."

As a grandmother, Mrs. Huo was silent. After all, they were not qualified to take the child away from An Wuyang, even if they were grandparents, they couldn't.

Currently, Huo Yunchuan and An Wuyang bring their children home 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 maintain the seriousness of his post-80s generation, fiddled with the small tug on the subject's head, and asked, "Are you going to get a haircut?"

What an embarrassment.

An Wuyang nodded and said, "Go."

In any case, the boy's hair is still clean and refreshing.

"Yeah." Not long after Papa Huo sent the little cub home, he took the little cub out for a haircut, and didn't come back until late at night...the two had a supper.

Poor Dun Dun, when the two fathers came back lightly, they had already slept like piglets.

Mr. Huo came out of the shower, and saw the little angel standing in front of the mirror, looking at his new hairstyle from left to right, with a smug expression clearly visible between his brows.

"Handsome?" An Wuyang turned around and asked with a smile.

The subject nodded, thinking to herself, she is really cute and cute.Almost instantly, he was reminded of the fluffy feeling in his palm when he was drying each other's hair on the day they first lived together...

"Come, come and sleep." Huo Yunchuan swallowed his Adam's apple, remembering the past, his heart was burning, so he called out in a low voice.

Then he took off the bath towel around his waist, telling the little angel that this sleep is not that sleep.

"..." An Wuyang blushed immediately, and hesitated there with his hands behind his back.

Papa Huo patiently called again: "Baby Chiu."

The little angel, who had done a good job of spiritual construction, finally slowly rubbed into his arms, hung his neck and rubbed vigorously: "...Dad Dun Dun."

The man who was breathing heavily tilted his head and held his small ear: "If there is a kind of word, don't add dun dun..."

Good baby, An Xin beats bang bang bang: "Hmph, I don't have any..."

"Hehe..." Huo Yunchuan's low laughter suddenly came from next to his ears, which made his ears itchy, his face was especially hot, and his breathing was uncomfortable!

"If you do this again... I, I'm going to get pregnant again..."

A person with a nice voice is unforgettable just by laughing.

"Don't worry," Huo Yunchuan was as gentle as if he wanted to hurt him into his flesh and blood, hugging and kissing him without letting go: "Let's talk about it after you graduate from university."

After all, he was not sure about the little angel's obsession with the baby, so Huo Yunchuan coaxed him first.

An Wuyang's mind was in a daze, and soon he couldn't think about any problems: "Uh...uh..."

It's autumn and the weather in Beijing is still so hot. Huo Yunchuan sweats the most every time he rolls the sheets, and it's all over his body...

The next day, the young man with lazy brows and eyes was in front of the mirror, checking to see if there was any fish that slipped through the net on his neck.

"Really, every time I say it, I don't listen to it!" He puffed up his cheeks angrily, then took out a band-aid, tore off one and pasted 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.

Papa Huo, who was drinking coffee at the dining table, glanced at the attractively dressed young man today, his eyes darkened: "Okay, go home immediately after school, don't run around, you know?"

An Wuyang secretly rolled his eyes angrily, parroting his tongue in his heart, don't run around, you know?

In his mouth, he said sweetly: "I see, Dad, Dad."

The boy went out happily, leaving behind the stern old man who wiped the table and skirt with a paper towel...

To be honest, if this continues, sooner or later the nutrition will not keep up.