Chapter 247 Forgetting and Forgiving Are the Best Relief
The old man was very childish. He tilted his head and just happened to see Shen Chaoxi getting off the car from the other side holding the child.

"Shang Zhuoming is here!"

The name was given by the old man, so of course he remembered it.

But the little guy was unfamiliar with the old lady and looked very old, so he lay on his mother’s shoulder and didn’t say a word.

"I was a little shy, but I became familiar with my great-grandfather after playing for a while." Shen Chaoxi lowered his head and greeted the old man.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" The old man was not unhappy. He pulled the little guy's hand and had someone push him into the villa.

Dinner was arranged in the restaurant, and the family had a simple meal.

During the meal, the old man ate simply, mainly soup. He pointed to the ordinary steamed eggplant and said, "Xiaoyu likes to eat this. This is the recipe she brought from the Bai family."

Sometimes, the old man’s amazing memory can cool down the situation.

The Xiaoyu he mentioned was Bai Jinyu.

I disliked my daughter-in-law for most of my life, but I still remember her hobbies.

Shang Jianghan also likes this dish.

Shen Chaoxi glanced at Shang Jianghan. He looked calm as he lowered his head to pick up some food, while his other hand under the table gradually clenched into a fist.

Shen Chaoxi kicked him and turned sideways to talk to him.

"Dad just told us to stay overnight. What do you think?"

Shang Jianghan gradually loosened his grip and glanced sideways at the girl's clean face.

"you decide."

During the May Day holiday, Shen Chaoxi took her children to Meiyu Hua Ting to visit her grandmother.

"I enrolled Yaya in an early childhood education class. She has a good sense of music. She can learn piano when she goes to school. Now she can start to learn some basic skills first."

The Yao family dotes on Yao Dimai's daughter and is generous with their spending on her.

Grandma touched the little boy Shang who was sitting and playing with building blocks.

"I wonder what our Mingming will like in the future. Is he interested in assembling machines?" Grandma said in a kind tone.

The next second, Shang Zhuoming dropped the building blocks in his hand and leaned over to get other toys.

Yes, he has too many interests and hobbies, and his enthusiasm for anything never lasts more than five minutes.

After talking about children for a while, Shen Chaoxi saw that his grandmother was in a good mood, so he started talking about Yao Chendong.

Grandma was silent for a moment, then sighed: "Have you seen him?"

Shen Chaoxi had not originally intended to tell others about the meeting outside the studio a few months ago. However, a few days ago, when he was sorting out the list of gifts his child had received on his 100th day, he found a photo album that looked inconspicuous but was actually priceless.

It is said that this photo album is the only copy and is worth millions.

The gift was sent by express from abroad, and the sender used the letters YAO.

The first person Shen Chaoxi thought of was Yao Chendong.

I don't know why he gave such a valuable gift.

Afterwards, Shen Chaoxi asked about Yao Chendong's son's bidding.

Shang Jianghan said he was ready to cooperate.

Although Yao Chendong's son has a disabled leg, he is a mechanical genius. His ideas are in line with the AI ​​project recently developed by Lianzhong.

When it comes to business, profits come first. Besides, they have no grudge against each other, so there is no need to avoid the important issues.

Since the two families will cooperate in the future, Yao Chendong's son will have many opportunities in China, and it is better to be honest than to hide many things.

Grandma's expression didn't change much. She couldn't help but feel sorry when she heard that Yao Chendong's son had been in a car accident.

The two separated because of their careers. She hated him in her early years because it was not easy to raise a pair of children. In addition, Yao Chun's marriage failed, so the grandmother could only find an outlet there to vent her anger.

Decades have passed, things and people have changed, and everyone has their own lives.

Forgetting and understanding are the best relief.

"He was talented, and the wife he later married was said to be a top talent, so naturally his offspring would not be too bad." It's just a pity about the child's misfortune.

Grandma's words sounded a little dejected.

"I think my uncle and mom are better. They are like my grandma, down-to-earth and contented. That's why their lives are getting more and more comfortable."

When grandma heard this, she was really happy.

At noon, Yaya came back from the early education class and saw Shang Zhuoming playing with her doll with a pout.

When Shen Chaoxi saw this, he knew that the little girl was unhappy, so he went to take the doll from Shang Zhuoming's hand.

As a result, the little guy turned aside and refused to give it.

"Be obedient, this belongs to your sister, you are a boy and you don't play with this."

Zheng Juanjuan came over and quickly stopped them: "It's normal for a child to like playing with pretty dolls when he sees them. Don't ask the child for them. Yaya already has several! Besides, she's the older sister, so she should give in to her younger brother!"

When little Yaya heard that her grandma also favored Shang Zhuoming, her mouth tightened and tears began to well up in her eyes.

"We are all children. We should let Yaya give in to it even though we are only a little older. It was originally Yaya's toy. Shang Zhuoming took it without asking. He should return it... Alas!"

Before Shen Chaoxi could finish his words, he saw a flash of a pink skirt in front of him, followed by the sound of Shang Zhuoming crying loudly.

After all, Yaya was only one year old and very strong. She reached out and snatched the doll from Shang Zhuoming's hand. The doll's hairpin scratched Shang Zhuoming's chin, leaving a bloody mark instantly.

"Oh! Child, your aunt is giving it to you, how can you hit your brother!" Zheng Juanjuan pulled Yaya away.

She used a little more strength, and the little girl started crying as her arm was pulled.

The two children cried loudly for more than ten minutes before they stopped.

"What should I do? I cut the child's chin. Will it leave a scar on such tender skin?" Zheng Juanjuan felt regretful and a little scared.

Grandma brought sesame oil from the kitchen and applied it on the little guy.

Fortunately, there was no bleeding, but Shang Zhuoming's skin was too tender, and the red mark would probably not go away for a while.

"Should we go to the hospital and let the child's father know..." Zheng Juanjuan expressed her concerns.

Shen Chaoxi naturally felt distressed, but he also knew that Yaya didn't mean it, and there was nothing right or wrong in children fighting for fun.

The whole family was paying attention to Shang Zhuoming, leaving Xiao Yaya aside.

The little girl stopped crying, but she was in a bad mood. She knew she had gotten into trouble, so she leaned against the corner of the sofa with her head down and said nothing.

On the contrary, the little boy Shang, who forgot what he had done after crying, happily went to look for other toys.

Shen Chaoxi pulled Yaya over and held her on his lap.

"Yaya is unhappy?"

"I beat my brother and made him cry. Auntie doesn't like Yaya anymore." The little girl's voice was childish and tearful.

Shen Chaoxi touched her head.

"How could that be? Yaya is the best behaved person, and I like you the most. It was my brother who took my doll. He was wrong, and I didn't hit him. I just bumped into him accidentally, right? When he grows up, I will let him say hello before he takes my things, and I should be more careful, okay?"

Yaya, who was over one year old, understood the situation very well. She nodded and handed the doll over.

"I give all my dolls to my younger brother. Only my younger brother can play with them!"

"Well, you're so good!"

When I returned home in the afternoon, Zheng Juanjuan was still worried when she saw me off.

"Why don't we go to the hospital? In case there's a scar..."

"Aunt, you're making a fuss. The skin isn't broken. It will heal in a few days."

Zheng Juanjuan asked again: "What do you say if Jiang Han asks?"

Shen Chaoxi smiled. She found that Zheng Juanjuan was very afraid of Shang Jianghan.

"Everyone has had bumps and bruises since childhood. He even fell when climbing a tree. Don't worry. It's Yaya who was wronged today. Auntie, comfort the child."