The husband of a financial tycoon

When the little bamboo shoot was full moon, its name was settled and it was called Zhuang Shixin.

After a month of growth, the little bamboo shoots have lost their red color and become white and tender. He can eat and sleep, his little arms are plump like lotus root joints, and he is becoming more and more lively.

Huo Shan came to drink the full moon wine, before the food was served, Shen Xiuzhu and Huo Shan were sitting and chatting, Shen Xiuzhu said, "When will Lili come back?"

Huo Shan glanced at the door, then turned around and replied, "She said that years ago, the company had to recruit someone to replace her."

Shen Xiuzhu blinked. In July, Zhang Lili said she would go for three months. It’s already December, and the bamboo shoots are full moon. Zhang Lili has been in Shenzhen for almost half a year. Every time she calls, she says she will come back next month.

Huo Shan was only worried that if Zhang Lili had any difficulties, he didn't want Zhang Lili to bear it alone, but every time he called, the conversation was short, Zhang Lili was too busy.

The two of them were chatting, and Shan Jiashu also came, carrying the imported milk powder bought by a trustee from abroad, and after handing it to Li Lanxin, he leaned over to look at the little bamboo shoots.

The little bamboo shoot was wearing a small soft cotton dress, lying obediently in Li Lanxin's arms, with small cotton socks on her feet, the soles of her feet were like a big steamed bun, and she was holding a Ruyi lock with her fat and short little fingers.

From time to time, he squirmed his lower body, his small mouth was pouting, and the little flesh on his cheeks hung on his face, which looked very festive.

Zhuang Xing took a small thin blanket to surround his son, and Shan Jiashu squatted in front of the little bamboo shoot, with his hands lightly resting on the little bamboo shoot's fat legs. The little baby was very angry, and his palms were warmed.

Li Lan asked with a smile, "Do you want to hug him?"

Shan Jiashu quickly shook his head, "No, I don't know how to hold children."

"Little Zhuzi didn't dare to hug it at first. In fact, the baby looks soft. Just hold his head." Li Lanxin smiled and touched the little bamboo shoot's small claws.

Little Bamboo Shoot thought that grandma was coming to grab the Ruyi lock, so he obediently let go, and the silver Ruyi lock fell to the ground. He couldn't see anything at this moment, but just shook his hands blankly, his eyes still looking forward without focus.

Zhuang Xing picked up the Ruyi lock for his son, and was about to return it to his son, but the little bamboo shoot must have sensed a familiar smell, and opened his arms to hug him.

Zhuang Xing had no choice but to take his son, holding the little bamboo shoot's neck and the back of his head with one hand, and his son's buttocks with the other. He quickly supported his little feet with his hands, and he was stable now.

Because the child came from a special background, the family did not invite many relatives, and only those who knew Shen Xiuzhu's physique came.A large round table is enough to be filled with guests. The family is happy to add Liner, and the elders are all smiling.

The big table was bustling with activity, Little Bamboo Shoot was lying alone on the small shaker, he was dissatisfied, it was obviously his full moon wine, why didn't adults surround him?

"Hmm... hum..." The little bamboo shoot groaned, kicking the air non-stop with its legs.

Zhuang Xing put down his chopsticks, went to pick him up, he stopped humming, and was picked up by his bamboo father, and he sat on his father's lap, with his back tightly against Zhuzi's father's stomach, and he felt comfortable, "Ahhh !"

Shen Xiuzhu tilted his head to look at him, and the little bamboo shoots were smiling, with a small grin, showing toothless gums, and a pink and tender tongue, drooling from the smile.

"So happy? Son?" Shen Xiuzhu wiped the drool on the little bamboo shoot's chin.

Little Bamboo Shoot couldn't understand, and of course she couldn't respond, she still grinned happily.

After the lively meal, the little bamboo shoots opened their big watery eyes, but they didn't get a bite to eat, so they lay down and fell asleep exhausted.

Shan Jiashu and Huo Shan, who escorted the birth of the little bamboo shoot all the way, dared to hug the baby. The sleeping little bamboo shoot was like a little angel, neither fussing nor crying.

The next day, before Li Lanxin went to work, our little bamboo shoot was still sound asleep. Li Lanxin was a little worried and told the two novice fathers, "Remember to feed him when he wakes up, and it's best to shave his head while he is asleep. .”

"It's really not possible. When I come back at noon, I will take him to have a shave?" Li Lan was still not at ease.

Zhuang Xing finished his breakfast and got up to go to see his son. Hearing this, he replied, "No, Mom, I'll go with you. Don't worry."

Li Lanxin had no choice but to force herself to relax, there was no way, Xiao Zhuzi still looked like a child.After giving birth to the small bamboo shoots, it is estimated that the nutrition is too good, and now it looks more tender, and it looks like a teenager in vain.

Shen Xiuzhu's heart is quite big, he doesn't know what to face next, isn't it just to take the sleeping little bamboo shoot to shave the lanugo hair?He didn't think it was too difficult.

Zhuang Yang put down the bowl, walked over to the baby's bed in two or three steps, gently squeezed his nephew's little paw, and kissed him softly, then put on his schoolbag and followed his mother to school.

Li Lanxin packed up her things, looked at Xiao Zhuzi and said, "Auntie went to work, remember to find Mrs. Wu if you need something, be good..."

Shen Xiuzhu swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and nodded obediently. He hasn't cut his hair for a long time, and it has grown to the neck, so he also went to cut it today.

Li Lanxin called herself grandma to the little bamboo shoot, but she still didn't let Shen Xiuzhu change her words. The meaning, Shen Xiuzhu understood that he and Zhuang Xing hadn't passed the level of elders yet.

But through Li Lanxin's meticulous care, Shen Xiuzhu understood that his aunt loved him, and that was enough.

Li Lan couldn't let it go in her heart. She would rather the two children be hurt badly by the society and have to break up. At that time, Shen Xiuzhu could still call her aunt.If she changed her name to Mom now, let alone Mom in the future, she might not be able to hear it if she called it "Auntie".

Apparently she still thinks that the two children are in love and haven't been beaten by the society yet, let time prove it.

After breakfast, Shen Xiuzhu went upstairs to change his clothes. He looked at his belly in the mirror, it was still a little protruding, and he flattened his mouth.

Zhuang Xing happened to enter the room, walked behind Shen Xiuzhu and hugged his little bamboo, lowered his head and kissed Shen Xiuzhu's collarbone...

Shen Xiuzhu complained: "Brother, my stomach is so ugly."

"It's not ugly. When you are almost recovered, my brother will take you swimming and exercise, and it will grow back."

Zhuang Xing said and rubbed the child's stomach, it was so soft and tender.

Shen Xiuzhu's stomach was itchy from being touched, he turned around to face Zhuang Xing, lay in his brother's arms, with his forehead against Zhuang Xing's neck, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

Zhuang Xing hugged his little baby bamboo, and touched Shen Xiuzhu's back. The nutrition was really good. The child used to be thin and skinny, but now there is a thin layer of flesh on the shoulder blades, which feels very good to the touch.

"I can't be fat anymore, my brother won't be able to hold me anymore."

"What do you want my brother to hug you for?"

"I can do anything."

Zhuang Xing raised his eyebrows, he suspected that his little baby was hinting at himself.

As a result, Shen Xiuzhu then whispered: "Hold me and swim..."

Zhuang Xing smiled silently, he supported Shen Xiuzhu's body, and picked up the little bamboo with all his strength.Shen Xiuzhu subconsciously wrapped his arms around his brother's waist, and exclaimed, "Ah..."

"Which one do you want to wear?" Zhuang Xing stood beside the bed with a small bamboo in his arms, rubbing against Shen Xiuzhu's collarbone with his short hair.

Shen Xiuzhu smiled and casually pointed to a black T-shirt.

Then Zhuang Xing hugged him and sat by the bed, and put clothes on his little bamboo, pampering him more than his son, little bamboo shoot.

After the two husband and wife cleaned up, the little bamboo shoot had already woken up, lying on the crib and groaning, Mrs. Wu hurriedly hugged it up and nursed it, the little bamboo shoot was very hungry, and groaned and swallowed milk with all her strength.

The fat little feet of the small bamboo shoots I ate, separated the five fleshy toes, and kicked the air one after another. At this time, Zhuang Xing put his palms under his little feet, and he felt comfortable, pushing his father's palms at the same time. , It tastes even more delicious while eating.

Shen Xiuzhu also squatted aside to watch his son breastfeed, before Yang Yang stretched his face under the baby's feet, and was kicked on his face by the little bamboo shoot, Yang Yang was so happy, he even laughed at Zhuang Yang.

Now he wants to imitate Zhuang Yang, because his son's bulging feet are really cute.

Zhuang Xing turned his head to look at Shen Xiuzhu who was squatting beside him. The child obediently put his hands in his hands, watching intently with his son's black eyes like bamboo shoots. Zhuang Xing couldn't help but want to kiss him.

The baby felt a lot, and after feeding, he waved his arms and legs, and was hugged by Bamboo's father. He smelled the familiar smell of his father, and squinted his eyes again to prepare for sleep.

The barber shop is quite close to home, and the two of them didn't plan to drive. They met neighbors who greeted them along the way. They were all elders who watched them grow up. Zhuang Xing also responded politely.

After the couple had left, the neighbors began to talk, "They all say that if you have money, you will turn bad. You say how good this person is. He went to a big city to open a company, and when he came back, he didn't know where he would give birth to a small child... "

"Give birth before marriage?"

"Isn't it? It's been a full moon a few days ago, and I haven't seen the child's mother."

"Isn't that irresponsible?"

"Ham, if you have money, it will turn bad. If you want a small one, you don't want a big one."

The neighbors envied him for his ability, but at the same time they despised the bad character of having children and not getting married. At the same time, they thought in their hearts how to get close to the dealer, to see if they could find a job for their juniors and make some money with him.

The master shaving the head took the red envelope from Zhuang Xing, and hurriedly prepared the shaving tools. After carrying it, the master quietly opened it, and the 88 yuan banknotes lay neatly in the red envelope. The master was overjoyed.

The little bamboo shoot was still in a dream, lying softly in his father's arms, and under the careful care of the master, he shaved off his few lanugo hairs.

Finally, after finishing shaving, the dull little bamboo shoot woke up, crying loudly, making Shen Xiuzhu unable to cut his hair anymore.

The old master wrapped the lanugo of the small bamboo shoot in red cloth and handed it to Zhuang Xing.

When the two left the barber shop, Shen Xiuzhu smiled and said to Zhuang Xing: "Brother, it's so easy to raise a child..."

Zhuang Xing smiled, "Then you still cry every time you change his diaper?"

Shen Xiuzhu pouted, it was because the little bamboo shoot struggled as soon as he held the leg of the little bamboo shoot, the child was too soft, he was afraid.

After hugging all the way, Shen Xiuzhu's hands were a little sore, and he handed the little bamboo shoot to Zhuang Xing to hold, the little bamboo shoot screamed and was about to cry again, the upper lip was shrunk, the lower lip was flattened, and the little nose was twitching, so pitiful Small appearance.

"Father is holding me, my son is good..." Zhuang Xing coaxed softly, the little bamboo shoots half-opened their eyes and couldn't see clearly, but they didn't cry anymore, and kicked their legs with their mouths flattened.

The little bamboo shoot can only roll its eyes now, and sometimes the little expression it makes unintentionally can make the two silly dads die.At this moment, he was lying in the arms of his tall and straight father, his tender little face poked on Zhuang Xing's shoulder, and his two black eyes were staring straight at a certain place.

Shen Xiuzhu couldn't stop laughing, the son lying in his brother's arms looked smaller, his height was almost as long as his brother's strong arm.

"Little bamboo shoot~" Shen Xiuzhu teased the baby.

He yelled loudly, but it gave the little bamboo shoot a sense of security, and he quickly narrowed his eyes. Zhuang Xing held him in his arms, and he quickly fell asleep.