Gu Han had no idea about it with him again, so he could only tell his own truth, "He is still young, so he has to have a child."

When I was with Chun Ge'er, I was even more mature than him in speaking and doing things.”

She said "ah": "Husband, I am a mother, and I must know more about this than you."

Zhang Juling smiled, hugged his wife, kissed her earlobe, and whispered: "...Don't worry.

Brother Man will grow up safely with me as his father.”

The earlobe is Gu Han’s most sensitive part. Before she could argue, her body became soft.

She moaned, with a hint of rationality: "It's not dark yet... Sister Qi will find it... When she cries, I can only coax her."

But Zhang Juling picked her up and walked towards the direction of the bed, "I'm very fast and nothing will be delayed."

"I don't believe it, you lied to me every time."

Gu Han's face turned red.

He is the most lasting person, and he always cries and begs for mercy.

"I swear."

Zhang Juling put the person on the bed and went to untire his wife's tether.

Gu Han raised his right hand and covered his face.

It also feels strange.

Aren't you discussing the issue of Man Ge'er?

Why did it suddenly become like this?

The sunset outside is about to set, making the whole sky red.

The next morning.

When Gu Han got up, Zhang Juling had already gone to court.

Since he was promoted to chief minister, he has been busier.

The four-day rest time in January has become one day.

She rubbed her sore waist and decided not to believe Zhang Juling again.

She was even more angry when she thought of this.

It would be better if you don’t swear, but after swearing, it feels that the time has been longer.

She cried and begged him, but it was useless.

Zhang Haochen came to pay tribute to his mother after breakfast, and then went to Zhaowenzhai.

He has always had this habit.

The Zhang family has rules. When boys get to six years old, they will have a single courtyard.

I can no longer live with my mother.

This is true for Zhang Haochen and so is Zhang Haochun.

Gu Han was drinking milk porridge when he saw his son coming over and asked with a smile: "Do you want to drink some?"

Zhang Haochen shook his head: "Mother, my son is full."

"You used to love drinking milk porridge."

Gu Han was a little regretful: "If you don't let you drink, you will still cry."

Her eyes were distant, and she remembered her son's appearance when he was a child.

The sunlight hit my mother's face through the inner window, very soft.

It looks lonely again.

Zhang Haochen didn't know what he was thinking, but suddenly said, "Mother, let's serve my son a bowl of milk porridge."

"Um?"

Gu Han looked up at him: "Do you want to drink again?"

"yes."

Zhang Haochen smiled: "Seeing the fragrance my mother drinks, my son also wants to give it a try."

Gu Han waved his hand and asked the girl to go to the kitchen to bring it to the hot water, pulled Zhang Haochen and let him sit beside him: "Brother Man, have you grown taller again?"

"well enough."

Zhang Haochen looked at himself: "I can't tell my son, but my clothes are often short."

Gu Han laughed.

No matter how smart her brother Man is, she is just a child. If she is short, she must have grown taller...

The hot milk porridge was brought up, and the mother and son leaned together warmly and drank it warmly.

Some talk and laugh, the scene is extremely harmonious.

However, before she could finish a bowl of milk porridge, the wet nurse came over with Sister Qi who was crying.

Zhang Haochen's smile faded, why did her sister always cry... When she cried, her mother's whole mind would be on her.

Gu Han got up and took the girl and patted her back: "Good sister Qi, don't cry anymore.

Look, your brother is here too?"

While talking, he pulled his son's hand and asked him to hold the girl's little hand, "Your brother is here to play with you, are you happy?"

Zhang Haochen's mouth twitched.

Who will play with her?

Sister Qi was crying hard, and could even notice that someone was touching her, so she paused, then looked at Zhang Haochen, looked at her for a long time, and smiled.

"Yo... look."

Gu Han looked at his son: "Our Sister Qi likes brother."

Zhang Haochen was stunned for a while, and seemed to be infected, and also laughed.

My sister's hands are so small, but she can hold him tightly.

It feels very secure like this.
Chapter completed!