The wealthy old attack and cub picked up at the construction site?

On the morning of the second day of the holiday, Ji Chengzhou received a condolence call from his parents far away in the suburbs.

Of course, the call wasn't for him.

"Chengzhou, is the boy you are hugging in the photo Xiao An you have been looking for?"

"Your dad and I took a look at it, and we thought that this kid must be a well-behaved and simple boy, and we all like him."

"Chengzhou, bring that child back. They gave birth to such a big grandson as Dudu for our Ji family. He has suffered a lot outside, and now he has finally found it. Bring him back and let parents See you."

Ji Chengzhou listened to his mother's over-excited voice on the phone, looked at the young man who was still soundly asleep on the other side of the bed, carefully moved off the bed, put on slippers, and closed the soundproof door of the bedroom balcony.

"Mom, calm down first." Ji Chengzhou talked on the phone with his mother who gave birth to him and raised him, his tone was still so indifferent, "I don't want to take him back for now."

The woman on the other end of the phone seemed to think that he would refuse, and her tone was still gentle, "Did you encounter any problems? Bring Xiaoan back, maybe mom can help you solve it?"

As expected of being the mother of President Ji Da, she controlled Ji Chengzhou's thoughts to death.

Ji Chengzhou has already begun to waver.

The confession failed yesterday, and he acted calmly and magnanimously in front of the young man, but in fact this failure made him depressed and worried.

When it comes to the person he loves the most in this life, Ji Chengzhou loses his strong self-confidence.

Shen Liang'an is only 23 years old this year. His life has just begun, and the wonderful world and all kinds of people have not had time to appear in his life trajectory.

He will not leave the young man, but he can't guarantee that the young man who has never fallen in love with him will continue to stay beside him, an old and boring person.

Mrs. Ji went on to say, "Don't hesitate, Chengzhou, you have to learn to let go. Do you remember what happened the last time you trapped that child by your side? Believe your parents, we are the most hopeful in the world happy people."

In Ji Chengzhou's impression, his mother has always been a beautiful and intelligent lady, as if nothing in this world would break her elegance.

Whether it was the turmoil that Weiran experienced back then or the damage to the family's reputation, the mother has always been so calm, silently supporting the father, and taking good care of the entire big family.

It is also a good way to take the young man back and ask his mother for help. It is possible to find a cure for the crux of the young man's heart.

After weighing it for a while, "I can take him back. However, he lost his previous memory. I'm still in the pursuit stage, and he didn't agree to me. So, you have to control your emotions and don't keep pestering him."

The two in the family have been looking forward to meeting the young man for several years, and Ji Chengzhou can imagine how pleasantly surprised the two on the other end of the phone will be.

"Hey, okay, okay, as long as we can bring that child back and let us meet, mom will agree to anything." Sure enough, her tone couldn't hide her excitement, "Don't worry, Xiaoan, mom will take care of it for you."

"and many more."

In the cold wind, his head gradually cleared up, and Ji Chengzhou noticed the problem in the conversation between the two, "Mom, why don't you wonder how Xiao An got it back, and his amnesia?"

"Uh, haha, mom is..."

"Hey, why is the signal intermittent, I can't hear it, I can't hear it...beep, beep, beep..."

How can poor acting skills fool President Ji.

However, he no longer needed to call back, because he already had an idea in his mind about who disclosed the news.

"Hey, Auntie Fang brought a few people to clean the gate, the living room and the young master's room carefully."

"By the way, quickly find someone to put the pile of things that the master made in the yard into the warehouse, and turn the good garden into a vegetable field. What does it look like?"

The Ji family mansion was very lively. Under the command of Mrs. Ji's family, the aunts took feather dusters, wet towels, and disinfectant sprays. No matter it was a place visible to the naked eye or a corner that ordinary people couldn't notice, they wiped it repeatedly and wiped it again and again. Spray on disinfectant spray.

The Ji family's old house, which is usually silent, is filled with various voices.

"Ma'am, I'm so happy today, are the young master and the young master coming back?" Aunt Fang, who has stayed in Ji's house for more than 30 years, is older and the only one who is qualified to talk to Mrs. Ji.

Although it is an employer-employee relationship where I pay you to do things, Auntie Fang has lived with them under the same roof for more than 30 years. powerful.

In the hearts of Ji's family, Aunt Fang has long been their family.

In Aunt Fang's eyes, Ji Chengzhou grew up slowly from a little guy who couldn't even walk steadily. Auntie Fang was also delighted that Ji Chengzhou finally had time to go back to Ji's house.

"I called today and Cheng Zhou said he would be home in the afternoon. This time he plans to stay at home for a day and a half?"

Ever since the child disappeared from Chengzhou's side, his son has trapped himself in a job that can never be solved every day, and he rarely even goes home, and even if he goes home occasionally, he can't stay for half a day.

"Master, is this?" Aunt Fang naturally understood Ji Chengzhou's habits.

Mrs. Ji covered her lips lightly with a pink and black handkerchief, her eyebrows and eyes curved, "Aunt Fang, besides Cheng Zhou and Dudu, there is another child who came to the house today. I heard from Cheng Zhou that the child likes braised pork, Sweet and sour pork ribs, roast duck and other meat dishes, let the chef cook something richer at night."

"Ma'am, it's only 01:30 in the afternoon, let the kitchen prepare dinner now?"

"I don't have a lot of meat at home, so I asked the chef what ingredients he needed, and he quickly sent them to his contact person. The ingredients should be the freshest and best, and the price is not a problem, let the chef pick and choose."

"Okay, ma'am."

After explaining, Mrs. Ji took a look at her husband who was sitting in the living room pretending to be calm, snickered, and walked over.

"Husband, Cheng Zhou called just now and said that he won't be there in at least half an hour. Let's go upstairs and change clothes. You are too formal in this dress, and you will scare that kid."

The man with a cold expression looked down at his appearance in suit and leather shoes, and then at his wife's gentle and dignified light-colored long skirt.

"You help me choose, there should be time, right?" The old man seems to be the head of the family, but in fact, the big and small things in the family, including the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the 'head of the family', all depend on Mrs. Ji.

"It's just a change of clothes, there's still time, there's still time." Mrs. Ji stuffed her hands into the man's palm and supported each other towards the stairs, "I remember Cheng Zhou gave you a dark gray jacket before, wear that one, casual Some, without losing grace."

There are really few people in this world who can make Ji's couple so caring. Auntie Fang, who has been with the main family for many years, almost immediately analyzed how important the "other children" that Mrs. Ji called.

At the same time, in the center of the capital, in the underground garage of Park Hyatt.

There were more than a dozen beautifully packaged gift boxes piled up on the ground, and the black Lexus trunk could no longer be covered. A black-haired young man in an off-white windbreaker stood behind the rear of the car, scratching his head worriedly.

"Wow, so many gifts, Ma Ma, why do you bring so many things to grandparents' house?"

Dudu, who was dressed as a little cow, squatted on the ground like a little scout, checking every box.

"It's the first time I've met Dudu's grandparents. Of course, I have to bring something there. It's called being polite." Shen Liang'an tried to change the place of things to see if there could be more space for things.

"Dudu didn't give gifts to grandparents every time he went, but no one told Dudu that he would give gifts. Dudu is not a good boy." The little guy felt really sad.

Kneeling down and looking at the little guy at the same level, Shen Liang'an pinched the little guy's cheek, "Think about it, every time you go to your grandparents, are they happy? Little idiot, you are the best gift."

"Then, Dudu is still a good boy with good manners?"

"Of course."

The little guy who was almost five years old was fooled by the youth like this.

Shen Liang'an tried for a long time, and even the car seat was full of things he bought, but he still couldn't put them down.

"If you can't let it go, change the car." Ji Chengzhou, who packed up what Dudu wanted to bring, went downstairs, took a look, and then proposed the simplest and most effective solution.

So, the five-seater sedan was replaced by a seven-seater, more spacious commercial vehicle.

On the way, the young man's fingers were unconsciously drawing circles. He knew that this was a sign of the young man's nervousness, "You don't have to be so nervous, my parents will speak well to you."

Ji Chengzhou could imagine that the young man was nervous in the car, and his parents had a high probability of being even more nervous than the young man.

Dudu held the big hand of the young man with his fleshy little hand, "Grandpa and grandma are super nice, they will cook delicious food for Dudu and give Dudu a lot of gifts, don't worry about Ma Ma, grandpa and grandma will definitely like Ma Ma too of."

Shen Liang'an is not a young man who is afraid of getting along with his elders, but when he thinks that the other party is Mr. Ji's parents and Dudu's grandparents, his heart can't help tightening, and the nervousness emanates from his heart, and he can't control it no matter what.

This time, Xiaodudu's reassurance had no effect. The young man's fingers trembled nervously and his lips turned white in the car.

On the other side, Master Ji changed into a more casual jacket, and the hands of the clock pointed to two o'clock. The old man fidgeted and paced back and forth at the gate.

"Didn't you say it will be here in half an hour? Give Cheng Zhou a call and ask why you haven't arrived yet?"

Master Ji no longer cared about his so-called strict elder image, he hung his head impatiently and looked into the distance.

Mrs. Ji poured a cup of hot tea and waved to the man at the door, "What are you in a hurry for? Come and have some tea. My son is driving, and it's not convenient to answer the phone. Wait a minute."

As soon as the voice fell to the ground, there was the roar of cars refueling in the forest.

"Here we come, we come." Mr. Ji, who is nearly seventy years old, stepped across the threshold vigorously and rushed to the door.

Compared to the man's eagerness, Mrs. Ji was still graceful, put down her teacup, and walked to her husband's side unhurriedly.

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The author has something to say:

I haven't saved the manuscript, I'm crying, I will change it the next day, and I will try to write a longer chapter in the next day.

It is still fixed at 21:00 or 12:00 in the morning.