The beautiful wife of the president

Chapter 214 Dad, Where Are We Going?

When Ji Rufeng was six months old, he would call his mother. Although it was a bit vague and his pronunciation was not very accurate, Zhanyan was so excited that he almost cried. He hugged his son and kissed him again and again. ∷ ..

When Ji Weiyang came home at night, he saw Xiao Yang nestled in Zhanyan's arms, shouting, "Ma Ma, Ma Ma."

"Son yells 'Mommy'?"

"Yeah, I was playing with him in the small garden this afternoon, and suddenly I called 'Mom'." Zhanyan smiled softly, and kissed her son's little mouth again.

Ji Weiyang walked over and carried the child over. The little thing was cheerful, drooling all over his father's neat shirt.Ji Sanshao didn't mind, coaxing his son to call his father to die.

"Baby son, call 'Daddy', listen, huh?" Ji Weiyang coaxed him for half the night, the little thing could only giggle, or pouted his mouth and blinked a pair of beautiful big eyes, looking at Ji Weiyang Neither speak.It made Ji Sanshao feel like a clown.

After dinner, Ji Weiyang hugged his son on the sofa and listened to music, the beautiful "Moonlight Song", the little thing listened very seriously, with a good look.It's just that, before the song was finished, she became a little dishonest. She burst into tears and kept yelling, "Ma Ma, Ma Ma."

It looked like he was hungry, Zhanyan took his son back to the room, untied his clothes to feed the little thing, maybe it was because the child called his mother today, Zhanyan looked down at the little thing with extremely soft eyes.Xiao Yang closed her eyes, her thick eyelashes cast a dark shadow on her fair skin, and her small mouth was moving, making her very cute.

The child's father followed. He seemed to like watching the child's mother breastfeed the baby, but every time he saw the end, his expression was not very good.The little thing is obviously full, but he still wraps it up tightly, obviously taking advantage of his woman.

The child went to bed when he was full, and Ji Weiyang wanted to put him in the crib, but Zhanyan was reluctant to let go today. "He'll sleep with us tonight."

"Why?" Ji Weiyang's face was a little smelly. There are many children between the two of them, which is too much trouble.

"Xiao Yang woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't see me. What if she called her mother?" Zhanyan lay on the bed with her son in her arms, with a smile on her lips, obviously showing off.

Ji Weiyang lay on the other side impatiently, his arms straddled Xiao Yang, and directly touched Zhanyan's chest. The front of her chest was slightly open, and his slender fingers easily stroked the large expanse of snow-white skin.

"Don't make trouble, Xiao Yang is here." Zhanyan shyly slapped his hands off his chest.

"Isn't the little thing asleep?" Ji Weiyang said confidently.His wife, why don't you let him touch it? Instead, let the little guy cling to him all day long. It's fine if he clings to his wife, and he can't even call his father.It hurt him so much.

"You're messing around like this, what do you do if you wake him up? You're not ashamed." Zhanyan gathered the clothes on her chest and wrapped her body with a quilt to prevent him from invading again.But gently stroking the child's little face with his fingertips, the little thing is no longer wrinkled like it was when he was just born, it is white and tender, very beautiful, looks half like his father, half like his mother.

"Look at my son, the longer he grows, the more handsome he is." Ji Weiyang's gaze also fell on the little thing, and his eyes gradually softened.Although there is an extra child sandwiched between the two of them, and a lot of the fun between husband and wife is lost, but when this little guy sleeps between them, it is another kind of indescribable happiness.

"Yeah, when you grow up, you will inevitably get into debts." Zhan Yan said with a smile, obviously referring to Sang Huai.

And Ji Sanshao also has a look of grievance. It's not his fault that the girl likes him. If he can control himself, can he control other people's hearts?

"I think Rufeng is more like you. Even if you provoke peach blossoms in the future, it will be your fault."

Zhanyan glared at him, the man was obviously slapped.

Ji Weiyang didn't seem to see it, and continued to say with a smile, "It's not bad if you follow me. I'm born to be an infatuated kind, Yanyan, you see, I have a deep love for you."

Zhanyan didn't refute, and the corners of her lips were slightly pursed. He was indeed deeply in love with her. She was almost impeccable with such a man.

"When will the little guy call daddy? He will only say 'mama, mama'." Speaking of this, Ji Sanshao was somewhat frustrated.

"It won't be long." Zhanyan comforted softly.

However, in the next four months, the little thing will still only be called 'Ma Ma'.It's just that the pronunciation is getting clearer and more standard.

When I was one year old, I started to speak gradually, and I spoke many words very standardly, and the word 'Dad' was pronounced very accurately.

"Father." After Ji Weiyang got off work, the little thing threw himself into his arms, rubbing his little face against Ji Weiyang's body, still drooling a lot.

Ji Weiyang happily gnawed on his son's face, and was so happy that he almost didn't sleep all night.

"Yan Yan, Xiao Yang called Dad today."

"I know, go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow." Zhanyan turned over and pecked lightly at the corner of his lips symbolically.

Like a big boy today, he called everyone in the family, from Ji Bocheng, Ji Ting, Ji Weixin, and even the old Siji Weilin abroad, to inform them that Xiao Yang will call Dad, then Call it a show off.

As a result, Ji Weixin choked him to death with one sentence, "Why do you call me dad, Yunyun will be able to do it two months ago." Yunyun is the son of Du Xiaomo and Ji Weixin, named Ji Yun, Yun means sunlight , Ji Weixin hoped that this child would not grow up under the shadow of an illegitimate child.

When Xiao Yang was one year old, Ji's family planned to hold a birthday party for the child.

It's not good to make a fuss about Mr. Ji's identity.But Ji Weiyang is a businessman, and Rufeng is an only son, he advocates big things, and he wants to get a good start.For this matter, the opinions of father and son diverged.

In the end, it was an idea to show off.Naturally, big things are big things, otherwise Ji Weiyang would naturally not agree. His son was his pride, so he would naturally show it off in front of everyone.It's just that the big business is in the name of the Wei family, Wei Jingnian has long since retired, and his son-in-law is in business. No matter how grand the business is, no one will criticize it.

At the first birthday party, Zhanyan dressed Xiao Yang like a little prince. Although the child is small, he couldn't hide his aura.

Ji Weiyang walked into the banquet hall with the children in his arms, one big and one small, and the father and son immediately became the focus of the audience.Ji Weiyang stood on the stage, said a few polite words, and finally handed the microphone to Xiao Yang. The little thing blinked his big eyes, seeing so many people at once, and he was not stage frightened.He also clearly said, "Hello, everyone." This caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Although the little thing is small, he is very flattering. He seems to know that his grandpa is the biggest. When he saw Ji Bocheng, he stretched out a pair of short arms and let Ji Bocheng hug him. He kept shouting, "Grandpa, grandpa." Shouting made General Ji feel elated.

The finale of the first-year banquet is naturally to catch the week.There are all kinds of things on the large red-brown wooden table, including toy cars, pure gold pens, a stack of thick red banknotes, a toy pistol, and a model airplane.

Ji Weiyang carried the child to the table and let Xiaoyang choose by himself.As a father, he certainly hopes that his son will inherit his father's business and let Xiao Yang take over Ji's Group in the future.But the little thing is obviously not interested in money, he staggered two steps on the table, and immediately changed to crawling after falling, pushing the toy car away with his fleshy little hands, not interested in the red banknotes beside him, He picked up the pure gold pen to look at it, then threw it away, and finally grabbed the pistol with his small hand, and held the model airplane in his arms with the other arm.

"Honey, I can only choose one." Standing beside the child, Zhanyan stretched out his hand to him, signaling him to give her one of the things in his hand.

But the little thing was greedy, he held both things tightly in his hands, pouted his small mouth and looked at Zhanyan, with a guarded look on his face, as if he was afraid that she would snatch it.

Ji Weiyang couldn't help but laugh, he didn't believe it too much, left and right were just a game.

On the contrary, Ji Bocheng laughed out loud. He is a general who belongs to the Air Force. It seems that this eldest grandson is going to inherit his mantle.

A few people on the side would please, and took the opportunity to flatter, saying that General Ji had someone to succeed him.

After Ji Rufeng's first birthday, his father planned to wean him and feed him formula milk.

The little boy was weaned on the first day, and cried very hard, the heart-piercing cry made the walls tremble.A small face was flushed red, with tears criss-crossing it, pitiful.

Lu Ruping took the bottle and fed him imported milk powder, but the little boy spit it out after taking a sip, no matter how high-end milk tastes like his mother.

The little thing cried for an entire hour, his voice became hoarse from crying, and finally fell asleep amidst the crying, and when he woke up, he continued to cry.He was crying in the baby's room, Zhanyan wiped away tears silently in the bedroom, his eyes were red from crying, but finally couldn't bear it, and ran to the baby's room to pick up the little thing.

Xiao Yang returned to her mother's arms, her crying gradually became weaker, she kept waving her arms, her hands and head rubbed against Zhanyan's chest, obviously wanting to nurse.

Zhanyan couldn't care less, so she unbuttoned her chest and fed the baby.

The small mouth sucked the mother's rosy breast core, wrapped in the milk happily, and finally calmed down, but the big black eyes still contained tears of grievance, and there were still teardrops hanging on the pink cheeks, pitiful Looking at the appearance, it is very distressing to see it.

When Ji Weiyang came home from get off work, he found the mother and son lying on the bed, the little boy buried his head in his mother's soft chest, and fell asleep with Tiantian's breast core in his mouth.

He shook his head helplessly, and by looking at his appearance, he knew that today's weaning was unsuccessful.

Because of Zhanyan's soft heart, Ji Rufeng's formal weaning of the child was delayed until half a year later, and it was Ji Weiyang who took Zhanyan abroad on a business trip. If the little thing didn't drink milk, he would starve to death.

During those days abroad, Zhanyan was almost fidgety, calling back every hour to inquire about the child's condition, as if international long-distance calls do not require money.

Hearing the cry of the child on the phone, she cried along in a hopeless way, and complained that Ji Weiyang was a stepfather.It made Ji Sanshao dumbfounded.

When Ji Rufeng was two years old, he was already sent to the small class in the kindergarten. Perhaps because he was so handsome, he was liked by the little girls, even the female teachers in the kindergarten liked him.It's just that the little thing always puts on a cool look, and the four big characters of "Do not disturb strangers" are clearly written on a small face.

This day, Ji Weiyang got off work early and went straight to the kindergarten to pick up his son. It happened to be the time for extracurricular activities. Xiao Yang was playing on the slide in the small playground. Little by little, she looks older than Xiao Yang, but follows him like a little tail, but Xiao Yang doesn't shake her, and still plays with her.

Ji Weiyang smiled lightly, could it be that Zhanyan really hit the spot, and his little things are too popular, as long as they are female compatriots, they can eat them all from the age of eight to 80.

"Like the wind." Ji Weiyang called out his son's name.

The little thing has sharp ears, and when he heard his father's greeting, he stretched out a pair of small arms, like a bird, and threw himself into Ji Weiyang's arms happily.

"Dad, are you here to pick up Xiao Yang home today?"

"Yeah." Ji Weiyang nodded, kissed his son, explained to the teacher, and left with the child in his arms.

The reason why he came to pick up the child so early was because he had booked an evening ticket to fly to Beijing, Luo Meijuan's birthday, so he, as a nephew, naturally wanted to go there in person.

It was Xiao Yang's first time to make an airplane, and the little thing seemed extraordinarily excited.Ji Weiyang let him sit by the window.

Because there are two seats in a row in the first class, the father and son are next to each other, and Zhanyan sits behind them.

Ji Weiyang lowered his head and fastened the child's seat belt. Xiao Yang was still lying in front of the window and asked curiously, "Dad, the planes here are different from the model planes at home."

"The plane at home is a fighter plane, which is used for fighting. But we are flying a passenger plane, which is specially designed to carry passengers." Ji Weiyang was extraordinarily patient with his son.

"Xiao Yang grows up and wants to fly a fighter jet to fight bad guys, just like grandpa." The little thing said solemnly.

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly, but didn't say anything. The child's life must be his own choice.

The plane sprinted at full speed on the accelerated run, and then rushed into the sky.Although Xiao Yang was young, she was not afraid at all. Instead, she looked out of the window curiously, and saw that there were rays of light and clouds outside the window, which was very beautiful.And the plane flies in the clouds.

The little thing looked out of the window curiously. After looking at it for a long time, he realized that he didn't seem to ask where his destination was.

He turned his head to look at his father, instead of saying it, he sang directly, "Dad, where are we going?"

At the other end, Ji Weiyang was looking down at a financial magazine, when three black lines suddenly appeared above his head.Inquire about entertainment programs in my heart.

"Where did you learn this?" He said in a deep voice.

Zhanyan behind him smiled slightly, "You should spend more time with your children when you have time, and celebrities even accompany their children to participate in parent-child activities. Are you busier than celebrities."

Zhanyan watched TV with Xiao Yang every day, and she also watched the program "Where Are We Going, Dad" with the children, at least, she thought it was very loving.These big men should have a taste of the hard work of raising children, and don't just be ready-made fathers. "Let's go to Beijing." Ji Weiyang said to his son.

"Is it the capital Beijing? There are Tian. An. Gate and the Forbidden City?" The child is young, but he knows a lot.

"Well, go to bed early tonight, and tomorrow morning Dad will take you to Tian An Men Square to watch the national flag being raised."

After the plane landed, it was already night, and Gu Xiyao and Lin Xiaoen rushed to the airport to pick up the plane.

"Xiao Yang, fourth uncle and aunt." Ji Weiyang said to the child in his arms.

Xiao Yang, who had never known this child before, yelled sweetly, "Fourth uncle, hello aunt. Auntie hugs." The little thing smiled flatteringly, and directly stretched out his arms for Lin Xiaoen to hug.

"Xiao Yang is so good." Lin Xiaoen stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms. The child who just turned two years old is not heavy at all, and has a sweet milky scent on his body, which is very lovable.

Xiao Yang wrapped her short arms around Lin Xiaoen's neck, and said sweetly, "It's my aunt who really wants to be soft, just like my mother."

The words of the little thing amuse several adults.

Xiaoen asked jokingly, "Is that your mother is beautiful, or is your fourth aunt beautiful?"

Xiao Yang frowned, and thought for a while before saying, "Papa must think that mother is the most beautiful, fourth uncle thinks aunt is the most beautiful, Xiao Yang thinks they are all beautiful, and Xiao Yang likes them all."

His words amused several people again.Lin Xiaoen kissed the child's cheek, then turned to Ji Weiyang and said, "Weiyang, your son is really a clever little ghost."

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly, his attitude was respectful and humble, but his deep black eyes could not hide his pride.

"Stay at my place tonight, it's close to the airport, so that the children won't have to worry about it." Gu Xiyao said to Ji Weiyang and Zhanyan.

As the guests do as they please, the couple naturally have no objections.

Lin Xiaoen hugged Xiao Yang and walked out of the airport, the two were talking and laughing.

However, little Ji Rufeng didn't expect that he would meet his destined lover during this trip.