The husband of a financial tycoon

The next day, Shen Xiuzhu took the car back to the island city with the bamboo shoots in his arms. Besides Li Lanxin, there was also Zhang Lili.

Huo Shan stayed in Xingfu Street to settle down with Aunt Huo. These days, it is not popular to call the police, let alone it is a family matter, so he has no awareness of safety precautions.

The two have already discussed that Lili will stay at Grandpa Zhou's house first, as she did when she was studying, and wait for Huo Shan to deal with Aunt Huo before making plans.

The little bamboo shoot was lying on the father's lap, the little fleshy leg was practicing bouncing, and accidentally kicked Zhang Lili who was sleeping on the back seat.

Shen Xiuzhu held his son's little feet and said softly: "Don't make trouble, your sister-in-law didn't sleep all night, let her have a good rest."

Fortunately, Zhang Lili was a sound sleeper, so she was not kicked awake by the little bamboo shoot's strength.

"Ah!" Little Bamboo Shoot called, drooling again.

Shen Xiuzhu wiped it off, pinched the baby's small body, and let his son step on his thigh, "Well, sister-in-law is sleeping, you are not allowed to scream."

Little bamboo shoot: "Oh?" The two little fleshy legs bounced up, fell down, bounced up, fell down, kicking vigorously.

The baby can eat and sleep, and Shen Xiuzhu feels like he is holding a bag of 15kg of rice that can move. Every time the little bamboo shoots are lively and love to move, Shen Xiuzhu deeply understands what is going on with those fetal movements that make him uncomfortable.

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The little bamboo shoot was lying on the sofa, and Shen Xiuzhu sat next to him barefoot, with one leg bent to protect the edge of the sofa, because the little bamboo shoot would turn over, and if he accidentally fell down, it would hurt him to death.

The little bamboo shoot lay with its legs raised, and used its two claws to grab its own fat girl. Shen Xiuzhu teased him: "If you are so fat, you can even grab your own feet?"

Being fat means that the child is healthy, Li Lan answered the question: "Isn't it your birth that he is fat?"

"Hey... I'm proud." Shen Xiuzhu smiled innocently.

Little Bamboo Shoot also wants to join the group chat, "Yeah! Ah!"

Shen Xiuzhu: "You are fat."

"Hey hey hey..." Xiaozhusun thought her father was praising her, so she politely smiled back.

"You are fat."

"Hahaha...Kah..." The little bamboo shoot let go of Fat Yaya, kicked her legs vigorously, and her whole body bounced up.

After playing for a while, Shen Xiuzhu stopped teasing his son, and gently stroked the big head of the little bamboo shoot, and the little bamboo shoot held a foot and stuffed it into his mouth.

The longer he grows, the bigger the eyes are, with long curled eyelashes. When the eyes are closed, the eyelids are thin. If you look carefully, you can see thin red blood vessels. He is still fat, with two lumps of flesh growing on his face. Nibbled and kissed by two fathers.

Mrs. Wu entered the room with a vegetable basket, and said with a smile, "Sister Xin, I bought the old apples that I specially picked."

"Let me see." Li Lanxin came over to take the apple bag.

Old apples are actually candied apples. The earthy apples are ugly, but the powder is very sweet. Use a spoon to scrape the pulp and feed it to small bamboo shoots, supplement vitamins and help digestion.

"Very good, I'll go get some for the little bamboo shoots. Have you bought the glutinous rice flour?" Li Lanxin carried it to the yard to fetch water to wash the apples.

"I bought it, and I'm going to fry fruit for Xiao Zhuzi."

Shen Xiuzhu stretched out his hand to protect his son, and looked up at the two who were talking.It turned out that when he was watching TV last night, he suddenly said that he wanted to eat sugar and oil Tuo Tuo. The first person who reacted was his brother, who said to find out where it was sold, and if he found it, he would take him to eat it.

As a result, today Li Lanxin asked Mrs. Wu to buy materials to make for him.

Li Lan said in her heart: "No hurry, take a break." She went to wash the apples by herself.

Mrs. Wu came out with a chopping board and glutinous rice noodles, and Shen Xiuzhu came over to help, because he loves to eat, and he also wants to learn how to cook.

The little bamboo shoot "ah" opened its mouth, pattering and eating the sweet apple puree, and its eyes followed Dad's movement.

"Ah!" Little Bamboo Shoot raised its butt.

In the end, Li Lanxin put him on the table, and he sat on the big chopping board with flour all over his fat feet. Shen Xiuzhu grabbed a small lump of glutinous rice flour and handed it to him to play with.

The small bamboo shoots held their fleshy legs, lowered their heads to knead the dough, and Li Lanxin fed the apple puree spoonful by spoonful.

The brief warmth ended when Xiaozhusun heard the sound of a car in the yard, Xiaozhusun: "Ah! Ah..."

Throw the dough in your hand towards the door.

The one who had the same reaction as him was Shen Xiuzhu. He picked up his son and said happily, "Brother is back, aunt, I'll go pick him up."

After finishing speaking, she rushed to open the door, Li Lan shook her head with a smile, lowered her head and took a bite of the apple, and ate the remaining half by herself.

As soon as Zhuang Xing parked the car and opened the door, he saw his little baby hugging the little baby to welcome him home. This kind of satisfaction cannot be described.

"General! It's dad, little bamboo shoot, look at dad..." Shen Xiuzhu held up the little bamboo shoot and handed it to Zhuang Xing.

The little bamboo shoot "hehe..." laughed crisply and tenderly, kicking and kicking with two small meaty legs.

Zhuang Xing took him over and hugged him in his arms, and he quietly leaned against his father's chest, looking cute and obedient.

Sugar and oil Tuotuo is kneaded into balls with glutinous rice flour, pulled into small pieces, kneaded into balls the size of glutinous rice balls, and deep-fried in a pan.

Most families don’t like to make it, because it costs oil, you need half a pot of oil, and then put some brown sugar to make the color of the oil pan darker, and then put the flour lumps in it to fry, and wait for the lumps to be heated and float to the oil surface, the color is golden, It can be picked up and eaten.

Holding the bowl, Shen Xiuzhu poked up a crispy outside and glutinous inside with chopsticks, and ate it contentedly.

Picked up another one and handed it to Zhuang Xing, "Brother, eat."

Zhuang Xing leaned his head over and bit it off, it was so sweet and glutinous, he, a man who doesn't like sweets, ate several of them.

The little bamboo shoot was lying on the father's forearm, and the fat face was lying on the father's palm, and was hugged by the father's plane, so the two fathers could not see the food sharing, so there was no fuss.

It was time for dinner, so Zhuang Xing ate a few extra lumps of sugar and oil, for fear that Shen Xiuzhu would eat too much and skip the main meal.After eating, he lifted his son, and lifted weights with small bamboo shoots.

The little bamboo shoot held his father's arm, laughing again and again.

Zhuang Jianshe and Zhuang Yang had dinner as soon as they came back. During the day, they were office workers who went their separate ways, and at night they were a family gathering together.

After dinner, the family took turns hugging the bamboo shoots and couldn't get enough, so Zhuang Yang decided not to argue.

He went to the yard to knock wood, and he wanted to build a swing for his little nephew. The swing is a small wooden frame, and the small bamboo shoots can be held back inside, with a backrest, which is very safe.

The little bamboo shoot began to be dissatisfied with lying in one place all the time. After turning over, he limply dragged his fleshy body, crawling around slowly like a little turtle.

Shen Xiuzhu went in to take a bath, and Zhuang Xing picked up Babasun and left the room.

Li Lan took the little grandson in her heart, "It's so late, why don't you take him back to sleep at night?"

Zhuang Xing: "Mom, he will sleep with you tonight."

The little bamboo shoot was still ignorant, biting its thumb, was carried back to the room by grandma, and was soon picked up by grandpa.

Zhuang Jianshe put the little bamboo shoots on the bed, and the little bamboo shoots crawled around contentedly, looking at grandpa and grandma while supporting their big heads.

Li Lanxin praised him, "That's awesome, the little bamboo shoots can even crawl."

He continued to climb with satisfaction, and when he reached the edge of the bed, his grandparents would hug him back. He continued to climb, and he could climb all night. Don't sleep with grandparents, let's climb together.

Zhuang Xing went back to the room and locked the door. When he walked to the bathroom door, there was a sound of water splashing inside. He took off his shirt with a smirk, unscrewed the bathroom door and went in.

"Ah..." Shen Xiuzhu was startled, and his brother hugged him from behind.

Zhuang Xing didn't speak, and kissed Shen Xiuzhu's neck with his head sideways, and also reached down with his hands...

"Where's the little bamboo shoot?"

Zhuang Xing replied: "Take him to sleep with his grandma."

The bathroom is not big, the air is so hot that the two of them squeezed together, Shen Xiuzhu's legs were weakened several times by Zhuang Xing while standing...

Zhuang Xing put his arms around Shen Xiuzhu's waist, tightly hugging and supporting him, the two made out in the bathroom, and then returned to the bed, Shen Xiuzhu cautiously pulled the quilt to cover it.

The two of them shook violently under the sheet, Zhuang Xing's panting sound was a bit heavy, he couldn't hug his little baby enough times, he felt happy physically and mentally.