The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

Chapter 2752: A Gentle Heart

Gu Nuannuan was chewing a bun while looking at the computer screen. "Wait for mom for another half an hour. After you finish writing this conclusion, mom will check it again. If there is no problem, we will go home."

Gu Xiaonuan's case is scheduled until next month.

The second child didn't want to study before, and he always annoyed his father. Now the second child desires pocket money. Xiao Shanjun stood aside to accompany his brother, "Wa Wa, what do you want to buy for our third child?"

The second child blushed, "Whatever the elder brother bought for the baby, the baby bought for the third child."

Jiang Chenyu looked at the two brothers who were loving each other across from him. He stood behind his wife with his smile on his face.

Gu Xiaonuan lowered her head and looked at her young wife, blinking, "Husband, love me. Without me, would you have these cubs you love so much?"

Mr. Jiang's smile faded, "I haven't talked about you yet."

Even though I eat with her and supervise her three meals a day, she hasn't gained weight back.

Gu Nuannuan has been busy, but she was so busy that she didn't even notice it.

Back home, Gu Xiaohan said, "Pig spirit, why are you so ugly now?"

Gu Nuannuan chased after her brother and tried to beat him up, but was stopped by her husband, "Husband, beat him up, he said I was ugly."

"Sister, wait, I'll go and fight you!" Princess Jin chased after him and punched him twice on the back, "I told you to say sister."

Gu Shao stared at his wife's small fist and said, "Xiao Jin, this is the 35th time you owe me."

Luo Jin snorted arrogantly, "If you owe me, then I'll keep it."

Gu's mother went out and watched the children making noise, and nagged her daughter again. That night, Gu Nuannuan had another meal before bed.

"Honey, I'm not really hungry."

Jiang Chenyu sat beside her and ate with her.

Late at night, Gu Xiaonuan and her sister-in-law Lu Sheng complained, "I understand how you felt when Mr. Xi forced you to eat."

It took Lu Sheng more than half an hour to reply to her message, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Xingmo went home and wanted to learn how to shoot a gun. At night, he lay beside his parents' bed and refused to go back to sleep.

Xing Wanye: "Do you want to sleep with mom and dad? Come up."

Little Xingmo is quite particular about her bed and only sleeps in her own one, but she still wants to learn, so she crawls to her father's side.

Yan Zhenyu held his daughter, and Xing Mo took two steps towards the end of the bed, refusing her father's hug, "Okay, Dad?"

Yan Zhenyu leaned against the head of the bed and asked, "Why do you want to learn shooting?"

"He knows how to do it."

Xing Wanye asked: "Who?"

"Jiang Tianzhi."

The couple looked at each other and said, "That's Brother Shanjun."

Xing Mo was quite stubborn, "He said his name is Jiang Tianzhi."

Because Mr. Yan acted cool that day and found himself something to do, his daughter wanted him to teach her, "Xingjue wants to too."

"What about Xingjue?" Xing Wanye snuggled up to her husband's shoulder, and the couple looked at their daughter beside the bed.

Xing Mo replied: "He's looking for a shooting range."

The couple looked at each other and were speechless.

Three minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and then his son came in. "Xingmo, I found the place."

The intention seemed to be to ask her: What about you, have you dealt with your parents?

That was naturally no surprise. The next day, Yan Zhenyu built a simple shooting range at home.

The Star City Lord passed by this place on his way home for lunch at noon, "Yan Zhenyu, don't say that the Nangong family master dotes on Niuniu anymore. He dares to pick the stars with just a "want". Look at what you did, isn't it a slap in the face?"

In the evening, the two children came home from school and ran to the venue. They saw the set-up racks and air guns, and they happily jumped up and down holding their father’s hands, saying, “Thank you, Dad~”

Yan Zhenyu was not even as tall as the table, so she had to squat down to teach her children.

After playing for an hour and a half, "Let's go to Grandpa and Grandma's house to wash our hands. We're going to pick up Xiao Wanwan from get off work."

After I picked up Xing Wanye, Xing Wanwan also stood there and played for half an hour. The sun had already set, but the child's mother, who hadn't had enough fun, said, "Let's set up the lights?"

Yan Zhenyu urged the mother and her two children to get into the car one by one, "Go home and have dinner!"

Fearing that the mother and her two daughters would secretly go out to play at night, Mr. Yan was cautious and did not say anything at the dinner table.

It was not until the night when the mother and her two children secretly drove over that they stood there dumbfounded.

Mr. Yan strolled over leisurely, a doting smile on his face, "Don't look, they've all been taken away." Otherwise, why would he, who had arranged the best of everything for his wife and children, build a simple shooting range?

Naturally, it can be set up quickly and taken down quickly.

"Yan Zhenyu!"

"father!"

"dad."

Mr. Yan's hearty laughter rang out.

On a spring night, the wind is gentle, and Mr. Yan's heart is also gentle.

Xiao Yuanniu’s small attic was built. After she entered, she happily rolled around on the wooden board. An Kexia glanced at her and pretended not to see anything.

An Kechun and Dean went over to admire it and were shocked. "No nails, just wood?"

An Kexia nodded, "Ah Mo is worried that the girl will be cold in the winter and hot in the summer. Look at the wall, it is very thick and solid, with several layers of filling."

The little girl's wooden house is much more luxurious and convenient than Dean's. Dean looked at the exterior and said, "In the dozens of villages in Bash combined, even the richest families have never lived in such a nice house."

An Kexia complained about her husband in her heart, "You have no idea how much money and effort the imam spent to bring in each pillar of this house."

An Kechun knew that as long as the things her niece used passed through Nangong Zi's hands, they would not be of bad quality.

Nangong Yao and his sister rolled on the ground together.

"Sister, can I play?" Xiaoyao asked. He knew that this was the little house that his father built for his sister, and he liked it very much, but his father said that it belonged to his sister, and if he wanted to play, he had to ask his sister for her permission.

"Do you love your sister?"

"Love sister."

Xiao Yuanniu agreed to let her brother come to play, and even set a "spell" on the door: "Every time you come, say 'I love my sister' to the door, and then you can come in."

The little fool Yao really tried it, and then the door opened. He was so happy.

Every time he came here from then on, Xiao Yao would shout "spell" at the door.

His parents laughed at him and called him a little fool, but they didn't tell him why he was a little fool.

"Dean, look, there's really a fire pit in the middle." An Kechun was surprised. He went over to see the copper-like structure on the ground, and knocked on the toys and small animals that Xiao Yuanniu had loved since she was a child.

Dean saw this, "Several vents."

"There are also hidden pipes." An Kexia pointed to a switch and said, "It automatically detects indoors. Once toxic gas is detected, the hidden pipes will operate in addition to the vents. At the same time, the imam's mobile phone will receive a warning." Her daughter's safety comes first.

Little round girl sat on the wooden board, playing with her younger brother. No matter what the adults said, she only knew that her father gave her what she wanted.

The laughter is crisp and pleasant.

Not long after, Nangong Zi entered, "Slow down, go to the bathroom first, don't knock on my girl's door."

The foundation is built, and the next step is decoration.