Chapter 1: Wealthy President 【04】
Yuan Jia meaningfully looked down at his son who was very excited, and his guess in his heart was becoming more and more certain.
But he didn't say anything, reached out and shook his son's cute little hand, then turned to Father He and said, "Dad, I'll ask you to take care of the child for the time being. I'll accompany Qi Jing."
Father He stared intently at his precious grandson, without even looking at Yuan Jia, he waved his hands and said, "Go, go!"
Qi's mother is of course also happy that her son-in-law cares about her daughter, "Yuanjia, don't worry, the child will be taken care of by us!"
In fact, there are special nurses who really take care of the children's food, drink and lasa. After all, Qi Jing paid a lot of money to give birth to the hospital, and the services are the best in all aspects.
Yuan Jia's fingers were tightly clenched by the child's small hands, but how strong can a newborn child be, he gently pulled his fingers out.
Feeling the fingers pulling away, the child started crying again, wow wow non-stop.
Yuan Jia looked at his son's fake cry without rain, and almost didn't laugh out loud.
On the contrary, Father He felt very distressed, and hurriedly came over and hugged his grandson: "Oh, dear grandson, grandpa hugs!" Father He, who had hugged his young son at home, was quite standard.
He Ming, who had just been born and could not see clearly, heard his father's voice and was so shocked that he forgot to cry. He stared at the blurred figure in front of him, wrinkled red face showing bitterness and hatred. expression.
"click"
Yuan Jia couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and took a photo, and then generated an emoji: Xiaoye is not happy jpg
He Ming didn't know that he was photographed as an emoji by his unscrupulous father after he was born. He frowned and was a little reluctant to stay in his grandfather's arms.
When he was exiled abroad by that **** He Anting in his last life, his grandfather didn't stop him! He also told him to reflect carefully, saying that he was willing to take him back when the limelight passed, but unfortunately he couldn't wait for the limelight to pass, but he waited for the wedding of He Anting and Bai Qiao, then he hung up, and when he woke up, he found himself reborn. In the womb.
In the past, I always heard people say things like "I wish I could put you back in my mother's womb to be recreated", but now He Ming has really returned to her mother's womb to recreate it.
He Ming wanted to cry as he listened to the voice of his parents outside through his belly. The image of his parents in his memory was already blurred, but before his rebirth, he had a lot of fantasies that if his parents were still there, he would definitely be the happiest person in the world. How dare that **** He Anting bully him?
After the rebirth, listening to his parents' expectations for his birth in his mother's womb, He Ming was very excited. During his mother's pregnancy, he obediently did not move, and even took the initiative to climb out during childbirth, so as not to let his mother suffer.
This is the first time he has seen his father since he was born! He Ming's impression of his father He Yuanjia when he was young is limited to those photos and his grandfather's dictation. The father in his memory is more of a serious and dignified future.
He Ming thought that he was just born now, his parents are still alive, the person in charge of the He Group is still his father, and that **** He Anting is still a five-year-old bastard! He was very excited, grabbed his father's hand and babbled to complain: "Dad, help me beat He Anting! That **** bullies your son, he just slaps him, hit his ass!"
But no one could understand baby language.
He Ming, who was held in his arms by his grandfather, sighed melancholy with a bitter expression on his face.
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Qi Jing was discharged from the hospital and returned to the He family's old house for confinement. Her stepmother, Liu Zhen, showed no lack of performance at this time, and even offered to help take care of Qi Jing's confinement.
Although there was a Yuesao, Qi Jing did not refuse Liu Zhen's kindness, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law became closer for a while.
Yuan Jia returned to work in the He Group, and went home every day to see his wife and children.
Life as a parent was dull, but He Ming's life as a son was wonderful.
Because Father He wants all the family members to be harmonious, the two children in the family are kept together. Anyway, they are only two years apart. The uncle and nephew can grow up bare-ass like brothers.
But Father He never thought that his newly born grandson He Zhen actually contained the soul of an adult grandson He Ming. After He Ming knew that the crybaby child who lived with him was the **** He Anting, he would live every day. To practice his voice, he would cry when He Anting was sleeping. He cried until He Anting was woken up and sang a duet with him.
The two children began to cry together, the sound was like a magic sound, and the nanny who took care of them was a little overwhelmed.
Fortunately, He Ming only wanted to provoke He Anting, he didn't really want to cry, so he stopped howling after a while. He listened to He Anting's cries happily, and felt that he could bully He Anting and cry soon after he was born. He felt a great sense of accomplishment. of.
He Ming, who was relieved in his heart, didn't pay attention to his sense of proportion. He cried more often with He Anting, and Father He separated the two children. After all, his son cried more often when he stayed together, so it is better to separate.
No one doubted He Ming. After all, isn't it normal for newborn babies to cry? Except for Yuan Jia, who knows what he knows, no one knows that the baby's shell is the soul of an adult.
After He Ming and He Anting separated, he moved to Qi Jing and Yuan Jia's room to sleep in the cradle.
Originally, Qi Jing was ready to appease her son who likes to cry, but she didn't expect her son to be very well-behaved. Except for humming twice when he was hungry, and wah-wah when he was about to pee or pull, he was quiet at other times. And cute, so that Qi Jing's mother's heart will be melted.
In the evening, when Yuanjia came home from get off work, Qi Jing happily told him about her son's intelligence: "Our son is really smart, and he knows how to be considerate of my mother. He hasn't cried since he moved here. He's so good!"
Yuan Jia took a meaningful look and listened to her mother praising her child who was lying in the cradle. Qi Jing said, "Oh? It seems that the child is still close to his mother. He always likes to cry when he lives with An Ting. It's far from you."
Qi Jing said, "Baby is smart! Have you ever seen such a small child so smart?"
Yuan Jia nodded: "It's very smart, much smarter than when Anting was born."
He Ming listened to his father's praise that he was smarter than He Anting when he was a child, and danced happily in the cradle.
Children grow up just because of the wind. Newborn children are not as long as adults, and they grow up a lot in a blink of an eye.
He Ming could see things clearly, and then found that the little **** He Anting, who had been scolded by him for so long, was only a little baby over two years old!
At the moment of knowing He Anting's age, He Ming was a little suspicious of life. Later, he accidentally heard his mother, Qi Jing, who had been calling him "baby", call his name once. It was called He Zhen.
He Ming, who was in a trance, didn't even eat the milk bottle. He stared at the colorful bell hanging on the cradle above his head, pondered for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: Am I reborn into a parallel time and space? Or maybe my parents had a child before me, but in the last life his brother was not born, and in this life he replaced this brother He Zhen? And the real He Ming will be born in three years?
He Ming, who was thinking about life seriously, felt a little hungry, so he held the bottle and sucked it again, thinking about the philosophy of life while eating milk.
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From today! I am He Zhen, no longer the He Ming without parents!
The little doll holding the bottle looked resolute, and then burped: "Hiccup!"
The nanny came over and carried him into the cart, pushed him out for a spin in the garden.
He happened to meet He Anting who was also brought to the garden by Liu Zhen to play. He Anting, who was just a little beanie, was not particularly stable in walking, but he liked to run around, so he put a rope on his body, and the other end of the rope was caught by He Anding's mother. Liu Zhen held it in her hand.
Little He Zhen, who was lying in the stroller, saw that He Anting, whom he hated, was being led like a dog, and laughed until he hiccups.
He Anting was not conscious of being laughed at. When he saw Xiao Hezhen, he came over happily: "Brother! Little brother!"
Liu Zhen corrected him: "This is a nephew! Not a brother!" In fact, her son was only two years apart from her nominal grandson, which made Liu Zhen also feel a little embarrassed.
He Anting was lying beside the cart, looking at Xiao He Zhen very rarely, his eyes sparkling.
Xiao Hezhen looked at such a cute little Zhengtai, and thought to himself: "Even in a parallel time and space, this He Anting is a bastard! At most, he is a little **** now!"
So he didn't want to continue to look at Xiao Zheng, who was too watery and bright with big eyes, and Xiao He Zhen began to cry again. It didn't rain after thunderstorms, but He Anting was so frightened that he hurried away from the stroller and hid beside his mother a little overwhelmed.
Yuan Jia, who happened to come out to look for his son, heard his son's iconic fake cry again. He came over and watched this scene helplessly.
Yuan Jia stretched out his hand and took Xiao Hezhen out of the cart: "Okay, don't cry, be careful crying! The little rascal who doesn't rain after thunder!"
When He Anting saw Yuan Jia coming over, Xiao He Zhen stopped crying, walked over happily and hugged Yuan Jia's thigh, raised his head and shouted softly, "Brother!"
Although Yuan Jia is estranged from his stepmother Liu Zhen, Father He often creates opportunities for Yuan Jia and He Anting to get along, so the two brothers have a good relationship, and He Anting is still very close to Yuan Jia.
Yuan Jia held Xiao Hezhen in one hand and He Anting in the other. The weight of the two children was not worth mentioning to him.
He Anting, who was held high by his brother, had a smile on his face, but Xiao Hezhen angrily kicked He Anting with his feet like a cub who had been offended in his territory: "Ah! Ah! Brother! Brother! Wen! Wen!"
The little He Zhen who wanted to say "Brother Wuen - get out" called He Anting several times "brother" because of the child's stunted body. He kicked his short legs more vigorously, but Yuan Jia deliberately separated him so much. From a long distance, he couldn't kick He Anting, he could only flutter in mid-air.
Yuan Jia said to Xiao Hezhen seriously: "You should call uncle, not brother!"
Originally, he was tired of fluttering, but the little He Zhen suddenly became more angry, and his two short legs were more vigorous.
Yuan Jia held the two children tightly, but he didn't think it was too hard for Xiao Hezhen to flutter. This child is almost one year old. It is when he is learning to walk. It is good to exercise more legs!
And He Anting, who was held by Yuan Jia in the other hand, couldn't help grinning when he saw the flutter of his little nephew.