Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

That's great, those two unfilial sons are determined not to let the old man go to the ground, Zhixiao, tell Ayan about it.

They all pleaded in front of the grandson's wife, which shows how aggrieved the old man is.

But, in this matter, your granddaughter-in-law and your two grandsons are clearly on the same line.

Grandpa, three months will be here soon. Isn't it going to be two months? Soon, let's listen to the doctor's advice. After we are completely cured, we can naturally do whatever we want.

The old man hummed twice childishly:

The old man can see that, Zhixiao, you are also towards them, hey, grandpa's life is hard!

sweat.

Grandpa, we just miss you well.

This, of course, the old man is very clear.

Although he always scolded his unfilial grandchildren, in fact, didn't they all obediently lie in bed to cultivate?

Even when he was getting older, the juniors in the family were busy, and even the little great-grandson went out every day during the day. The old man felt that he was very boring, so he couldn't help complaining.

We chatted for a while, but didn't mention the photo.

Forget it, don't let the old man worry about these anymore.

And, one photo alone doesn't tell much.

Unless, the other party has follow-up photos to send.

If so, just wait.

Aunt Feng stood at the door:

Young Mistress, it's time to eat.

It's only three things, Aunt Feng yelled twice, it's not good for Aunt Feng to yell again.

Grandpa, I'm going to eat first.

The old man waved his hand:

Go quickly, don't be hungry.

Very worried.

After coming out of the old man's room, the children have already sat down in the restaurant, waiting for his mother to come and start eating.

Su Zhixiao came here after washing his hands in the kitchen. Although there wasn't a single table on the table, there were quite a few. There were four dishes and one soup, and the two of them couldn't finish it.

Fortunately, these leftover meals will not be wasted, and special personnel come to collect them every day to feed the livestock.

Mom, why did you go back to the old house today? Dad is gone.

Your father is gone, can't we go back to the old house? He asked funnyly.

The kid shook his head:

No, this is home, of course I can go back.

Su Zhixiao nodded his son's forehead:

Okay, let's eat.

oh.

Children are not the ones who calm down, and after a while, they chattered non-stop again.

Su Zhixiao also listened patiently, giving a response from time to time, so that the children would not get angry.

The mother and son ate for nearly twenty minutes, and finally finished eating.

Mom, I want to play a game for a while, can I?

Children, there is no resistance to games.

In the past, there were no restrictions at all, okay?

Of course Su Zhixiao knew that the child's father had already made a rule that he could only play the game once every other day, for one hour each time.

Seeing his son's little eyes full of expectation, Su Zhixiao really couldn't refuse:

Go and play, don't exceed the stipulated time.

The children nodded repeatedly:

Yeah, mom is so nice.

After slumping down to the ground, he even spat in his mother's face before running to the living room.

Su Zhixiao shook his head lightly a few times before turning around and going upstairs.

However, instead of going back to the room, he went to the study next door.

It's not that Su Zhixiao has never been in this study room, but the number of times is really rare. Every time he comes in, he just takes a book from the bookshelf and looks at it, and never touches anything in it.

This time, after entering, the first thing to do was to look at it carefully a few times.