Cheng Lingling gently pinched her son’s small face in amusement, “I want to hold, who has time to hold you all the time, it’s all because your father is spoilt, always holding you during the month.”
When he was a father for the first time, when the child cried, Jun Qin hurriedly hugged him.
No then, he got used to hugging, causing Jun Fei to wake up easily and cry when he was away from an adult’s embrace.
“There’s also your grandpa who spoils you, the person who spoils you the most is him.”
Jun Fei smiled at her mother.
Laughing so hard that Cheng Lingling’s heart softened, she placed a kiss on her son’s little cheeks and felt that his skin was so tender that she couldn’t help but bite it again.
She didn’t think she was biting vigorously.
But her son quickly flattened his mouth and then wowed.
Cheng Lingling: “……Boy, mum just gently bit you a bite, who called your skin so smooth, so tender, mum can not help it, bite and not vigorously, you still cry and howl, know that your grandfather is about to arrive, ready to complain is it.”
Muttering still muttering, Cheng Lingling still hurry to coax the little guy.
Also used her hand to wipe her son’s little face that was bitten, because there was a little red mark.
Afraid that Master would come and see it and scold her to death.
Jun Fei is not easy to coax when he cries.
He also really felt that his mum biting him hurt, so he kept crying.
Cheng Lingling this mother will not coax the baby, coaxed for a while can not coax, also do not coax, holding the little guy to run towards the centre of the main house.
The servants saw this scene and were used to it.
In their eyes, the fourth youngest grandmother is the one who can’t take care of children.
Jun Fei’s young master was already four or five months old, but the fourth young granny still couldn’t bring him up well, and when she brought him up, the young master would surely cry non-stop.
“Why is Jun Fei crying again?”
Having just arrived at the entrance of the main house in the centre, the Fourth Mistress came out of the house.
The sound of her grandson’s crying could be heard from inside the house.
“Jun Fei is looking for his father.”
When Cheng Lingling saw her mother-in-law, it was as if she had seen a saviour and hurriedly handed her son to her mother-in-law.
The Fourth Mistress took over and hugged her precious grandson.
Seeing her grandson’s tender face covered in tearstains, she was heartbroken.
“Jun Fei don’t cry, grandma hug, why is one side of Jun Fei’s face a little red?”
The Fourth Mistress helped her grandson wipe the tears from his face and found that one side of his face was a little red.
Cheng Lingling didn’t dare to say that he bit it, anyway, it can’t be seen as teeth marks now, so she lied and said, “I carried him over, maybe he was bitten by mosquitoes on the way.”
“No wonder he cried non-stop, he must have been bitten by mosquitoes.”
The Fourth Mistress looked at her daughter-in-law twice, “In the middle of winter, where are the mosquitoes? And often sprayed to get rid of mosquitoes and insects, there are few mosquitoes in the courtyard.”
It’s not summer, there are many mosquitoes in summer.
“A city’s winter and not cold, how to cool down, the lowest temperature are seven or eight degrees, like now, a dozen degrees, naturally have mosquitoes.”
Anyway, Cheng Lingling did not admit that she bit the child.
Well, afraid that the elders in the family will talk about her.
If the elders didn’t say anything about her, Master would come and lecture her.
How could she have known that bringing up a child was so difficult?
Sometimes when she complained to her husband, Jun Qin would say back to her that this son was what she wanted, that she slept with him and got him.
At first, she was thinking of going to the father to keep the son.
And now she resented the fact that her son was not easy to bring up.
It certainly wasn’t easy to have and raise a child.
Thinking that a child is a blow-up balloon that grows big as soon as it is blown up, it takes quite a bit of effort to raise a child and nurture it to adulthood.
The Fourth Mistress touched the red patch on her grandson’s face and looked at it carefully, then carried her grandson towards the house, saying to her grandson as she walked, “Jun Fei don’t cry, your mum is lying to grandma, grandma isn’t too old and blind to see it.”
“Mummy bit you again, right, this time she didn’t bite your little arse, she bit your little face instead.”
Cheng Lingling: “….
