Cen Yanjun and Old Mr. Gu hadn’t seen An An for a long time and missed her terribly, so they went to the market to buy some vegetables. After calling Mo Sui, they brought the vegetables to her house.
As soon as he entered the house, Old Mr. Gu rolled up his sleeves and started to prepare the dishes. Cen Yanjun held An An and was reluctant to let go.
During this period, Cen Yanjun had become very good at playing with her mobile phone.
She watched live broadcasts every day, and her favorite was the live broadcast room of the little girl’s own home.
What annoyed her most was the live broadcast of all the guests when they were doing activities in the village together. Because the photographer couldn’t just focus the camera on An An.
Cen Yanjun had to wear reading glasses and try hard to find her little granddaughter. She was so tired that she had to put in eye drops several times a day.
In the past ten days, in addition to watching live broadcasts, Cen Yanjun also registered a Weibo account with her husband.
Whenever there were black fans on the Internet who scolded their son and daughter-in-law, they used their fingers to write comments on the mobile phone screen.
What was annoying was that sometimes they already wrote a long string of comments, but before they had time to click to send, the comments of the black fans had been deleted due to complaints from fans.
However, they were not at a disadvantage because they had been pulled into the support group by fans for speaking for Mo Sui several times.
In this fan group, Cen Yanjun could eat sweets every day, and her cheeks were sore from laughing.
They got the news from the fan group that there would be a press conference in the morning.
Old Mr. Gu and Cen Yanjun watched on their mobile phones. They never thought that Fu Changming’s case had already been sentenced.
When they heard their daughter-in-law introduce An An’s identity to everyone, they couldn’t help but have tears in their eyes. They turned their backs at the same time to prevent each other from seeing them cry.
Now, everything had been settled, so Cen Yanjun was extremely relieved.
An An took her grandmother to see her children’s room.
During the time when she went to record the program, Assistant Fang bought her a children’s bed, a desk, and a small bookshelf, which were very beautiful.
“Has An An gone back to her room to sleep now?” Cen Yanjun asked.
“No.” Mo Sui said.
The little dumpling was eager to try: “An An wants to go back to my room to sleep. This bed is so beautiful.”
At this time, Gu Yicheng just came back from work.
The moment he saw Mo Sui and An An, it was as if all his fatigue was washed away, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised.
“No, how can you go back to your room to sleep? There is so much new furniture in the room. What if there is formaldehyde?” Cen Yanjun said to An An.
Hearing this, Old Mr. Gu also came out of the kitchen: “This won’t do! In addition to formaldehyde, there are many other harmful substances. We have to let it air out for a while before we can live in it.”
“Mo Sui, what do you think?” Old Mr. Gu asked.
Mo Sui turned into a well-behaved daughter-in-law and said along with the old man: “That’s right.”
Old Mr. Gu turned his head again and glanced at Gu Yicheng: “What do you think?”
Gu Yicheng: …
Both his wife and daughter could wash away his fatigue.
But his own father couldn’t.
You can support your favorite novel by buying me a cup of Ko-fi ( ˘▽˘)っ♨
I will really appreciate it. ♥️♥️♥️
