Pink and tender lips beep. It looks like the little guy is a little angry.
"Xiaobao, come on, foster mother, it’s sugar here. Come here, come over and foster mother, and give this candy to Xiaobao, okay?" Zhang Ting continued to coax Xiaobao with his own candy bar.
After hesitating for a long time, Xiaobao finally slowly walked up to Zhang Ting with his little short legs step by step.
"Good, good. Xiaobao is so good. Take your time." Zhang Ting couldn’t help but get excited when he looked at Xiaobao coming towards him slowly.
After several steps, Han Xiaobao saw his mother in front of him. The little guy suddenly grinned at Zhang Ting’s side and the whole person jumped on Zhang Ting’s arms.
Fortunately, Zhang Ting had taken precautions, otherwise the mother and the son would have hit each other mouth to mouth.
Zhang Ting held the naughty boy tightly and reached out and hit his fleshy little ass.
It’s Xiaobao’s children laughing and giggling.
Mrs. Deng and others waited for Xiaobao to lean on Zhang Ting’s arms before they dared to say, "This little boy is so naughty that he has come up with such a way to be lazy."
Zhang Ting licked the candy in his hand into Xiaobao’s mouth, and when the little guy tasted the candy, he hid the candy in his hand when he wasn’t looking.
Han Xiaobao looked at his mother’s hand with a pair of round eyes.
Still shouting "Do you want it?"
Zhang Ting took advantage of Xiaobao’s carelessness to put the candy in his mouth.
"What do you want? I just let Xiaobao finish eating. Where do you think there is?" Zhang Ting put his sugar hand in front of Xiaobao for the little guy to see.
The little guy glanced at Zhang Ting’s hand and found that it was not.
Nature is no longer with Zhang Ting clamouring for this word.
"Small court thank you these days, Xiaobao Nanny left me and Zhang Nao, and they are old and young in Qingxia. If it weren’t for you, my wife really didn’t know how to take care of him."
Zhang Ting hugged Han Xiaobao and kissed him, then looked up at Mrs. Deng and replied with a smile, "Mrs. Deng, what are you polite to me? You forgot Xiaobao, but I’m a foster mother. I’m not good to him. Who am I good to?"
Mrs. Deng’s eyes immediately became moist when she heard Zhang Ting’s words.
At this moment, Zhang Nao ran into the room with a flustered and happy expression.
Mrs. Deng looked at her puzzled and asked, "Zhang Nao, what’s the matter with you?" What are you doing running so fast? Didn’t I tell you that we should run slowly now that we are old? Why do you always say nothing? "
Zhang Nao smiled and answered yes.
Glancing at Mrs. Deng’s side, she said, "Here he comes, old lady."
With a smiling expression on her face, Mrs. Deng’s old face disappeared when she heard this sentence.
Mrs. Deng’s face changed with a disdainful expression. "What’s he doing here? It’s been so long. Our little treasure will call dad. What’s he doing here?" Mrs. Deng angrily scolded outside the courtyard.
I just heard this scolding from Hanhao in Malay, and then my handsome face crossed with a wry smile.
Suddenly Han Hao’s shoulder was slapped from behind. "What are you still standing here doing?" Mo Xuan looked at Han Haowen who stood in front of him.
Han Hao gently took his shoulder and this hand "Go in now"
Throw this sentence Han Hao strode toward Hao’s house and went in.
As soon as Han Hao came in, he saw it and sat with Zhang Ting.
The little fellow blinked his innocent eyes and looked at him, then quickly turned elsewhere.
Seeing that I haven’t seen you for so long, Han Hao’s eyes have been reluctant to move away from Xiaobao.
How long has he been looking at Xiao Bao since he came in?
Mrs. Deng snorted and asked Han Hao coldly, "What are you still doing here? Don’t you already have my little treasure in your heart?"
Han Hao took back his eyes on Xiao Bao when he heard this sentence from Mrs. Deng.
Look at Mrs. Deng and explain, "Mom, I have always had a small treasure in my heart. It was my wife who gave birth to me. How could I not have a small treasure in my heart?"
After listening to Han Hao’s words, Mrs. Deng was even more angry for so long. Her grandson would have called her father long ago, but he didn’t come until now as a father.
"Don’t talk to me, my silly daughter. She was a fool. She was desperate to marry you at the beginning, and she lost a hungry baby in the past year. It hurt my wife, the white-haired man, to send the black-haired man." Here, the tears fell from Mrs. Deng’s eyes
When Zhang Nao saw this, he quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corner of Mrs. Deng’s eyes.
Wipe away tears. Mrs. Deng looked up at Han Hao with a guilty face and a low head. "I asked you what you are going to do this time. Are you going to take my grandson back to Beijing?"
Before Han Hao could answer, Mrs. Deng once again said, "I told you not to have this dream. Xiaobao is now my grandson. For more than a year, my grandmother has been with him. I am his real relative. I told you that no one can take him away from me as long as I live."
Chapter 539 Not Dad!
Han Hao lowered his head and crossed the corners of his mouth with a wry smile. "Mom, please rest assured that your son-in-law is not here to rob Xiaobao’s son-in-law, but to see if he will leave here after reading it."
Mrs. Deng’s expression was a little better when she heard him say that she was not here to steal her grandson’s face.
"In that case, go talk to your son and see if this little guy knows you as a father." Mrs. Deng looked at Han Hao and said.
Han Hao said with a hint of happiness, "Thank you Niang."
Han Hao, who had finished talking with Mrs. Deng, came to Zhang Ting’s side.
Zhang Ting nodded his head and put Xiaobao on his leg.
Han Xiaobao’s mother wanted to walk on her own when her feet touched the ground. Suddenly, she refused. Her two chubby legs climbed into Zhang Ting’s legs desperately and shouted "Don’t don’t don’t"
When Han Hao squatted down, he just saw his own son crawling like something.
Han Hao looked at it for a while and didn’t know what he was doing.
Looking up at Zhang Ting’s side, "What is he doing?"
Zhang Ting smiled and explained to him, "Xiaobao just learned to walk recently. He walked in the courtyard when you didn’t come just now. I just let him walk, and I’m going to let him walk again."
Han Hao heard Zhang Ting say that his son could walk, and his eyes immediately showed a happy smile.
Reaching for Xiaobao, two big hands just touched Xiaobao’s arm and let the little guy hide in the past.
Han Xiaobao’s children stared at a pair of strange round beads and looked at Han Hao and his father. You looked at me and I looked at you.
Han Hao looked at this and looked like his dead wife and himself. His heart softened and he said to Xiaobao, "Xiaobao, do you know who I am? I’m your father. Call Dad quickly, okay?"
After saying this, Han Hao looked at Zhang Ting and asked, "Will Xiaobao call Dad?"
Zhang Ting gently nodded "would have called".
Han Hao stared at Xiaobao’s face with a pair of eager eyes.
After a while, Xiaobao Nuonuo shouted "Dad" and then looked up at Zhang Ting with his little hand pointing out.
Zhang Ting immediately came to Xiaobao for nothing. This meaning immediately made Zhang Ting face awkward.
Han Hao Xiaobao just called a person to be himself. He just wanted to respond when he suddenly found that this little hand was pointing outward.
Trembling alone with Xiaobao, I glanced at my mother who was far away from me.
