Chapter 1216: Call Dad
She stopped checking after that.
Juniors also need respect.
Nan Jiaojiao did not feel offended. She had always been in a stable mood and said honestly: "The Ye family is related to me by blood. I was adopted by Grandpa Nan from Qingcheng when I was a child."
< br>Deng Chan suddenly realized, "So that's it. Then find some time and I'll visit his old man."
"Ah?"
"Silly boy, you are already married. The parents of both families have to sit down and discuss it. The wedding has not been held yet. I am a junior, so I can't let the old man come to me."
< br>Nan Jiaojiao really didn’t know what to say, and it seemed strange to say thank you. She felt hot in her heart and said abruptly: "Okay, then I will tell grandpa when I go back, ah no, tomorrow, tomorrow I will Find a time and talk to him on the phone."
"Look how excited you are."
Deng Chan touched the top of her head, and it felt good under her palm, and Nan Jiaojiao was touched. When touching her head, she would subconsciously shrink her neck and glance upwards. She looks very cute and innocent. No wonder Bo Yanqing always teases her like a child.
Deng Chan has never regretted not having a biological child in her life. After Bo Mu left, she did not plan to remarry. The two children he left her were very filial, and she also had Bo Yuman, but that girl had been too wild-tempered since she was a child. Since boys are difficult to control, Deng Chan has never enjoyed what it means to be a little cotton-padded jacket.
Now that Nan Jiaojiao is here, it’s like God sent her to make up for the regret.
How you like it.
Dinner was ready, and rice was added to each bowl, before Bo Yanqing asked them to come over and eat.
Many of the dishes that Nan Jiaojiao likes, as well as those that Deng Chan and Bo Yuman like, are placed in front of them. Mo Tingshen and Yan Chi seem to have picked them up, none of them are theirs. To taste, you have to stretch your hands to pick up the food, otherwise you will be hungry.
After the meal, three men also cleaned up.
Nan Jiaojiao went to wash some fruit, took it out, and cut it up with Deng Chan to put on the plate.
Deng Chan specially arranged the plate to look very nice, garnished it with some small tomatoes on the side, and placed it under the portrait of Huo Mu. No one did anything else in the evening. The sofa was moved very close to the evening, and everyone sat together and chatted.
Nan Jiaojiao asked Bo Yanqing to take him with him, lit some incense for Bo Mu, and burned some paper money in the furnace.
Bo Yanqing whispered in her ear: "Call daddy."
Nan Jiaojiao politely shouted "daddy" to Bo Mu's black and white photo. She glanced at Bo Yanqing, before he looked over. He turned away and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Dad, Bo Yanqing will have me in the future, and I will give him a home."
Bo Yanqing curled his lips, "The voice is too low, I can't hear it. "
Nan Jiaojiao raised her voice and repeated her words.
The noise behind me suddenly became quiet.
She put her hands together, put her fingertips on her forehead, and glanced back stiffly. All the eyes on the sofa were staring at her, and they all had teasing expressions on their faces.
Nan Jiao was so shy that she quickly turned her head away.
Bo Yanqing did not react at all. He was still smiling. He threw the torn paper money into the stove one by one, tore some more, pulled Nan Jiaojiao over, put the paper money into her hand, and let She took a handful of it, grabbed her hand and threw it into the stove.
He looked at Bo Mu with a smile, "Dad, you heard me, your son is with you, don't worry."
Deng Chan kept pressing the wine glass to her lips, hearing the words, her eyes With a slight movement, he raised his head and drank a glass of wine. He turned his head away and wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.
Complaining in a low voice: "Bad boy, I didn't hear you call him dad a few times when he was here. Now..."
(End of this chapter)