IPVS Chapter 43.8

The little dumpling was sent to her grandparents’ house again.

“An An, let me take you to see frogs.” Old Mr. Gu said, “Go to the flower and bird market to see real frogs!”

“Okay!” An An’s eyes lit up all of a sudden.

“Why didn’t you call me?” Old Mr. Gu raised his eyebrows.

“What am I calling?” An An asked curiously.

Old Mr. Gu said, “Grandpa.”

“Hey!” The little dumpling ran upstairs excitedly.

Old Mr. Gu frowned.

He shouted ‘Grandpa’, and she said ‘Hey’?

What did this mean?

Mrs. Li was mopping the floor at the side, smiling so much that her eyes were almost narrowed into slits, and explained to the old man, “An An heard her grandmother calling her upstairs, so she said ‘Hey’ and ran upstairs…”

Old Mr. Gu turned his head and looked upstairs.

Really? Why didn’t he hear Cen Yanjun’s voice?

Was he hard of hearing?

The old man was very vindictive, and after being made such a fuss about, he decided not to go to see the frogs.

It happened that Cen Yanjun was going to Qiuping’s house next door to play mahjong, so she took An An with her.

Old Mr. Gu was immediately at a loss for words.

As soon as he received Mo Sui’s call, he had already told the driver that he was going to the flower and bird market. How would people look at him now?

Looking at his wife who was dressed up, he glanced at her sideways in annoyance, picked up the newspaper, and pretended not to care.

At this time, the voice of the little dumpling came: “Grandpa, An An is going to play mahjong and will come back to watch frogs with you later!”

Old Mr. Gu raised his head from the newspaper, glanced at An An, and pursed his lips to prevent himself from smiling too happily.

He wasn’t interested in looking at any frogs.

An An didn’t know what mahjong was, but after following Cen Yanjun to Nie Qiuping’s house, she immediately understood.

Wasn’t this just building blocks?

The little dumpling sat on her Grandma’s lap and played mahjong seriously for a while.

“Three cakes!” Cen Yanjun said.

An An frowned and asked in a low voice: “Grandma, which one is the three cakes?”

“Three circles.” Cen Yanjun taught her.

An An took the three cakes and threw them on the electronic mahjong table, shouting: “Three cakes!”

Nie Qiuping: “Bang!”

She took the three loaves over, placed another pair of identical ones, and continued: “Eighty thousand!”

“Win!” Cen Yanjun smiled and pushed the cards down.

Nie Qiuping was unhappy and curled her lips: “How can you play mahjong with a child?”

Cen Yanjun put An An down: “Little girl, go play over there.”

She raised her arms, ready to continue killing everyone.

At this time, Nie Qiuping said: “Yanjun, you said last time that you would handle the adoption procedures for this child. Have you completed it?”

“Still working on it.” Cen Yanjun became listless when she mentioned this.

“Is it impossible to handle it? In the future, the child will have to be registered under your household registration and call you Mom and Dad.” Nie Qiuping said with a smile.

Cen Yanjun glared at her unhappily: “You’re just here to watch the fun. Believe it or not, I’ll win all your money.”

Nie Qiuping had no ill intentions either and said with a smile: “Okay.”

Cen Yanjun suddenly felt bored.

Whenever she thought of the adoption procedures, she had a headache.

Time passed day by day, and the orphanage’s public notice date was about to expire. If this matter still couldn’t be resolved, what should she do?

 

 

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