Chongxi silly wife of a disabled boss

He Yi and Shang Jingfu were both eating dumplings. Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more awkward, the old man tried to change the subject and asked casually, "Jing Zhao, how did you do in the final exam?"

Shang Jingzhao is just at the age of being playful, and his mind is not on study at all. Xu Qian usually dotes on him, and only reprimands him when he fails in exams, so his grades have never been very good. pass the exam.

Suddenly being asked by the old man in front of so many people, he was of course embarrassed to say the shameful score, so he could only lower his head and poke the food in the bowl with his chopsticks, pretending that he didn't hear it.

Shang Xingzhi was busy preparing for the Chinese New Year these days, so he didn't pay attention to this at all. Hearing the old man's question, he remembered that he hadn't seen his youngest son's report card yet.

Seeing the always arrogant young son pretending to be a quail with his head bowed, the merchant knew that this boy must have failed the exam. He put down his chopsticks and said sharply: "Did you hear what Grandpa asked you? How many points did you get in the exam? "

Shang Jingzhao buried his head even lower, and whispered guiltyly: "I didn't perform well this time..."

Shang Xingzhi was already very depressed because of Shang Jingyun's sudden escape, the elder son could no longer count on him, and the younger son was also embarrassing him now, which made him so angry that he couldn't help cursing: " You little bastard still has the nerve to make excuses, when did you play well?"

He Yi stuffed the last dumpling in the bowl into his mouth, and looked up at his little cousin who just said that their dumpling was made ugly. Seeing that brat kept his head down and remained silent after being scolded, he felt a little gloating. Sitting there with bright eyes eating and watching the theatre.

Shang Jingyu noticed He Yi's small expression, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth following He Yi, and most of the depression just now dissipated.

He wanted to pinch He Yi's face, but because there were too many people here, he had to touch He Yi's thigh under the table with his free left hand.

Although the little guy has gotten a little fatter recently, his legs are still as thin as before, and even through a layer of thick pants, he can feel that the flesh on He Yi's thighs is very soft, not as hard as his own, which are all muscles.

He Yi was startled by that messy hand, turned his head and saw Shang Jingwu's smiling eyes, he immediately relaxed again, leaned over and complained softly, "My husband, what are you doing?"

Shang Jingwu didn't speak, his sitting posture was as upright as usual, and he used his right hand to pick up a piece of chicken for He Yi as if nothing had happened. No one could see that he would put his hand under the table on He Yi's leg on such an occasion, I pinched it once and for all.

He Yi was attracted by the delicious chicken, so he didn't stop Shang Jingwu's restless movements, and continued to enjoy the food while watching the movie.

Shang Xingzhi was still scolding him for his unworthy young son, Shang Jingzhao was wronged in the first place, and Shang Xingzhi was obviously angry, he didn't dare to refute at all, and there were so many people here, even though he was young, he wanted to save face Yes, I was scolded to the point of tears after a while.

It's fine if he doesn't cry, but when he does, Shang Xingzhi becomes even more annoyed, pointing at his nose and scolding: "What do you look like, a boy who is always crying?"

Xu Qian felt sorry for her son, and when she saw that Shang Xingzhi was cursing and intending to do something, she quickly protected Shang Jingzhao and tried to smooth things over for her son.

As a result, Shang Xingzhi stared at her and accused loudly: "I think this little bastard was spoiled by you. It is said that a loving mother is a loser. If you continue like this, you will raise him sooner or later!"

These words provoked Xu Qian for some reason, and she, who was always good-tempered, actually turned back to Shang Xingzhi in public: "Does my son belong to me alone? As a father, what have you ever done to him?"

Shang Xingzhi has been busy with the company's affairs these years, and he only wanted to take back the control from Shang Jingyu. He really didn't care much about this young son, otherwise he wouldn't even know how many points Shang Jingzhao scored in the final exam. .

He felt that he worked so hard for the sake of their little family, but Xu Qian had the face to criticize him in turn, which made him very angry, and quarreled with Xu Qian regardless of the presence of the old man and Shang Jingwen.

He Yi originally wanted to see Shang Jingzhao being scolded with the mentality of watching a good show, but later on Shang Xingzhi's loud noise made him upset, and he even had a headache, and the meat in the bowl was not as tasty as before.

Shang Jinghao noticed He Yi's abnormality, looked at him and asked, "What's the matter? Is there any discomfort?"

"It's too noisy." He Yi muttered softly, frowning.

Shang Jinghu glanced at the second uncle's family indifferently, and was about to tell them to shut up, when the old man said in a deep voice: "Okay, don't say a few words, what's the big New Year's quarrel?"

The old man was just asking casually, but he didn't really care about how many points his grandson got in the exam. He didn't expect that the second child's family would quarrel like this. He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, and finally couldn't help losing his temper .

It was only then that Shang Xingzhi realized his gaffe, and quickly apologized to the old man. Although he didn't scold Xu Qian's mother and son again, his face was still stinky.

Xu Qian didn't take the initiative to give in to him as before, she kept a cold face and didn't speak anymore, she deliberately wiped away her son's tears in front of Shang Xingzhi, and gave Shang Jingzhao a chopstick of his favorite dish to appease the shocked son.

Seeing this, Shangxing let out a cold snort from his nose, thinking to go back and settle accounts with the mother and son.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became extremely dull, and the old man tried to persuade him a few more words but found it was useless, so he could only sigh heavily.

After the meal, the old man gave Shang Jingzhao a red envelope as usual. He Yi looked greedy, but he didn't have the nerve to ask his grandfather for a red envelope. After all, he is no longer a child. He is not only an adult, but also married. In any case, it is impossible to receive red envelopes from elders again.

Seeing his expression, the old man smiled and waved to him: "Xiao Yi, come here."

He Yi walked over without knowing why, and called grandpa obediently, and the old man took out another red envelope and stuffed it into his hand, saying, "This is for you, happy new year."

He Yi was pleasantly surprised: "Do I have it too? Thank you, Grandpa! Happy New Year, Grandpa!"

Seeing that he was so happy to receive a red envelope, the old man also laughed, and took the opportunity to persuade: "You two can stay here tonight, don't go back and forth."

He Yi did not directly agree, but looked at Shang Jingfu, asking for his opinion with his eyes.

Shang Jingwen remembered that He Yi thought the second uncle and the others were too noisy just now, so he politely refused: "It's too lively here, Xiao Yi still needs to rest."

Tomorrow is the first day of the new year, and there will be many people from the side branches of the business coming to pay New Year's greetings to the old man. If they stay here tonight, they will have to meet those people.

Even if He Yi could bear it, Shang Jingyu himself would find it troublesome.

Although the old man wanted to keep them here, he couldn't ignore He Yi's health, so he had to give up in the end.

After returning home, He Yi happily opened the red envelope, saw a stack of brand-new banknotes, and immediately counted them happily.

This amount of money is not worth mentioning in the eyes of anyone in the business. The old man stuffed the money in the red envelope just to get a lottery. The real valuable New Year gift has not been given yet, but He Yi doesn't think the money is short at all. After counting, he said happily to Shang Jingming, "The red envelope given by grandpa is so big."

He has never taken so much New Year's money. When he lived with his mother before, he only took a hundred-yuan bill at most, and if he kept it in his pocket for a few days, his mother would take it back, saying that he was afraid that he would lose the money. leave.

Shang Jingmen squeezed He Yi's face, then he found a thicker red envelope from nowhere, and waved it in front of He Yi like a cat.

He Yi stared at the red envelope in his hand with bright eyes, and asked expectantly, "It's for me, right?"

Shang Jinghu looked at He Yi with a smile in his eyes and said nothing.

He Yi waited for a while but did not see Shang Jing's answer, so he couldn't help but go to grab it, but Shang Jing's movements were faster than him, and he couldn't grab it no matter what, he was so anxious that he kept calling for his husband, wanting Shang Jing's Give him a red envelope.

Shang Jinghu thought it was fun for He Yi to tease him, and he wanted to tease him for a while, but He Yi didn't grab him, and threw himself into his arms and hugged him and kissed him, groping him restlessly with his paws. Jing Wu couldn't stand this, and soon he only cared about making out with He Yi.

He Yi closed his eyes and kissed Shang Jingyu for a while, then opened his eyes secretly, his black eyes rolled around a few times, caught a glimpse of the red envelope in Shang Jingyu's hand, and snatched it when he was unaware.

Shang Jingwen was taken aback for a moment, and let out a low laugh from his throat, before giving He Yi a chance to open the red envelope, he put him down on the bed.

The two spent a year in bed, and when the New Year's bell rang, Shang Jingwen kissed He Yi's swollen lips lightly, and whispered into He Yi's ear, "Happy New Year, baby."

He Yi bit Shang Jing's chin and ground his teeth, and then he whimpered and said, "Happy New Year, husband."

Shang Jingyu stretched out his hand to gently cover He Yi's protruding belly, touched it twice as usual, then put his face against it, and said softly, "Happy New Year, baby too."

He Yi hadn't put on his clothes yet, and was blushed a little by Shang Jinghao's action. He turned his face away uncomfortably and said, "Husband, what are you doing, the baby doesn't understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the little guy in his stomach move suddenly, and Shang Jingwu still kept the posture of sticking to his stomach, so he naturally noticed it.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

"The baby seemed to kick me just now." He Yi blinked and said.

Shang Jingyu touched his stomach again, and said with a smile, "It's fetal movement."

He Yi has been pregnant for more than four months now, and it stands to reason that it is time for fetal movement, but he did not expect it to be so coincidentally at this time.

"The baby is moving." He Yi muttered again, and then he reached out to touch Yuanyuan's belly.

This was the first time he felt so clearly that there was really a little life in his stomach, and it was the child he had met with Shang Jing. This feeling was so wonderful that he didn't recover from it for a while.

Seeing He Yi's dazed look, Shang Jingmo kissed him on the cheek again, then wrapped him up in a blanket, and carried him to the bathroom.

Although there was heating in the room, He Yi was sweating just now. He was afraid that He Yi would catch a cold, so he carried him into the bathtub and took a hot bath together.

He Yi was very curious about fetal movement. He had been waiting for the little guy in his stomach to move again, but he couldn't wait for a long time. Finally, he poked his belly with his finger and said with a puffed face, "Husband, why is the baby moving?" Did you not move again? Did you fall asleep?"

"It's possible, and it's just the beginning. The baby's small movements are not obvious." Shang Jingmei said with a smile.

Only then did He Yi feel relieved, patted his stomach lightly, and said to the fetus inside: "Then you go on sleeping, I'm going to sleep too."

Shang Jingmu fished He Yi out of the bathtub with a smile, wiped him dry and carried him back to the bed, wrapped him up in a quilt, and placed a light kiss on his forehead, "Sleep when you are sleepy, good night .”

He Yi put his arms around Shang Jingyu's neck and kissed him, and said good night to him with a smile, then slipped into his arms skillfully and closed his eyes.

The author has something to say: I’m sorry for being a dove for so long. During this period of time, the work pressure is relatively high, and I am very anxious. The moving dog was sent away again, so the state is very bad. I am afraid that if I write hard, I will accidentally write abuse. , the speed of 2 per hour really can't afford to hurt or[-], so it may be updated every other day in the next few days