Chapter 296 Sweet Burden

Shen Chaoxi fell asleep before finishing the movie.

In a daze, with noisy surroundings, she nestled in the man's arms, was picked up sideways and put into the car.

Really lacking sleep, Shen Chaoxi slept soundly in the car and didn't wake up until he got home.

At this time, it was already dinner time, the sky was gloomy, and the cabin was shrouded in darkness.

Shen Chaoxi opened his eyes for a moment to adjust himself, and from the mottled light outside the car window he could tell that this was a merchant's villa.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Shang Jianghan leaned back in his chair, raised his head and closed his eyes to rest.

Hearing the voice, he turned his head and looked at the time on his watch.

"Seven o'clock."

Hey!
It was a four o'clock movie, but I fell asleep after watching the beginning, so it was three hours in total.

It’s really disrespectful to the hard work of the film and television team.

On second thought, she couldn't blame herself. She had read the original novel of the movie, and the screenplay deviated seriously from the plot, so it was understandable that she couldn't arouse interest.

At this time, a man's deep voice came from above his head.

"I wanted to treat you to dinner, but I missed it!"

The man's tone was filled with regret.

Ha ha!

Why didn’t you say it earlier? The two of them haven’t had a candlelight dinner for a long time. The word "romantic" doesn’t seem to be suitable for families with children.

Shen Chaoxi was upset for a while, and Shang Jianghan's phone lit up.

My phone was on silent mode, so I adjusted it now.

The call came from the villa landline, saying that little boy Shang Zhuoming was looking for his parents and was angry for no reason.

Shen Chaoxi held his forehead and sighed: "We still want to have dinner, but they don't leave us any free space. It's such a sweet burden!"

This metaphor made Shang Jianghan laugh.

He reached out and pulled the people out of the car, and held a big umbrella over their heads.

"Children only cling to you for a year or two. When they grow up, they will find you annoying when you cling to them!"

Shen Chaoxi did not agree with this statement at first, until a few years later, when Shang Xiaoxue became more and more aloof, unwilling to talk to others, and acted cool, Shen Chaoxi realized that this statement had come true.

As the two of them walked to the entrance door, they heard the little guy yelling at the top of his voice.

As he grows older, the little guy's resistance has changed from loud wailing to crying, and it is not easy to make him cry again now.

When little Shang Zhuoming was watching a movie one time, he remembered a famous saying: Men don't shed tears easily.

He pouted and asked his mother to explain what she meant.

He also said that he was a little man and would never shed tears if he could solve problems with his fists.

"Mom, where have you been? You said you would draw Soccer Boy with me tonight, how could you stand me up?"

When the little guy saw his mother, he ran over and questioned her with his cheeks puffed out.

Look, this is what a child under two years old said.

Forehead!
Shen Chaoxi slapped his forehead and forgave her for being stupid for three years during pregnancy.

I almost broke the promise I made before going to bed at noon.

"Oh, something delayed us. Go get some paper and we'll draw now."

"Eat first and then paint. You can't go hungry." Shang Jianghan walked in from behind and heard the conversation between mother and son.

Bai Jinyu's head hurt from the noise and he just stuffed a calming pill into his mouth.

She has reached menopause and is inevitably irritable.

"You haven't eaten yet? Why didn't you tell me earlier so I could save some for you." Bai Jinyu said as she called her aunt over.

"The beef brisket stew at noon was delicious. Let's give them some noodles. It's simple and quick."

Shen Chaoxi didn't hesitate and agreed without hesitation.

After finishing a bowl of noodles, Shen Chaoxi had just put down his bowl and chopsticks when he was pulled into the study by the little guy to draw.

Shen Chaoxi entered the study room and suddenly remembered something. He returned and asked Shang Jianghan, "Jianghan, where are we staying tonight?"

They hadn't decided on this when they came, so she could decide now so that she could manage her time well.

Shang Qichao just came down from the second floor. After hearing this, he took off his glasses and asked, "What's going on tomorrow?"

Shang Jianghan moved from the dining room to the living room, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand checking the files on his phone.

Hearing this, he raised his head, first looked towards Shen Chaoxi, then turned back and replied: "No special arrangements."

Shang Qichao looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Then don't go back. The weather is bad. Also, someone from the Cultural Bureau will be coming tomorrow. I will arrange for a few families to come and discuss the matter at the old house."

The issue of old houses has been going on for more than half a year, and there must be an explanation.

It drizzled for most of the night and stopped early the next morning, but the weather still did not clear up.

At eight o'clock in the morning, several people from the Cultural Bureau were already waiting outside the door.

At this time, breakfast had just been served in the restaurant.

Shang Qichao hurriedly took two bites of rice and invited the person in.

At around 8:30, several families who owned the old houses on the back street of Sijiu Square arrived one after another.

In fact, there are only three major companies.

The Shang family, the Zhong family and the Su family.

The other few families signed relocation agreements with the authorities a few years ago and are now merely fulfilling the terms. Moreover, those people have all moved to other places or even immigrated, so the four or five families that came are mainly merchants and the Zhong family.

As for the Su family's old house, something happened to the Su family a few years ago and the old house was sealed off, but the ownership is still in the hands of Su Tian's brother.

So, as soon as the topic started, Jong Suk-hee asked him to come back, otherwise there would be no discussion.

Personal emotions played a dominant role.

Seeing that the future head of the Zhong family had a tough attitude, the people from the Cultural Bureau had no choice but to turn to Zhong Hongguang for help.

In the business world, Zhong Hongguang is known as the second most experienced person, and no one dares to claim to be the first.

He sipped his tea with a smile on his face, but what he said was non-negotiable.

"We are old and cannot make decisions for the young people. We should just listen to them. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if they can't walk anymore and leave us alone!"

But pull it down!

The faces of several people from the Cultural Bureau were distorted with laughter.

Or they say that they are all big bosses and can tell lies easily.

One of the directors said he would go back and apply.

Many things cannot be said too rigidly.

Shang Jiangchuan knew one of the section chiefs and asked them privately what the Cultural Bureau would do with the old house after it was reclaimed.

The section chief just winked and said nothing at the time. Later he made a private phone call and said that a Hong Kong businessman had taken a fancy to the land and wanted to turn it into a museum.

When Shang Qichao heard this, he postponed the negotiations.

There is no reason to let others develop their own land. They have money.

Since the higher-ups are interested in bidding for investment, they will not sit idly by.

On that day, before the people from the Cultural Bureau left, Bai Jinyu received a call from Wen Zhaolin, saying that Bai Jinyuan had a seizure and had been sent to the hospital.

Bai Jinyuan is 41 years old this year. This is her first child and she is an elderly mother. The risks of giving birth are self-evident.

Shen Chaoxi handed Shang Zhuoming to her aunt, changed her clothes and followed Bai Jinyu to the hospital.

Bai Jinyu prepared a delivery bag and supplies for the baby in advance and took them with her when she left.

Wen Zhaolin is from another place and his parents are not around. As a grown man, he may not be able to take care of everything.

When the two rushed to the hospital, Bai Jinyuan's test results had come out, and the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck three times.

Bai Jinyu's face turned pale.

"Don't they say we should check every week? Why didn't they intervene in advance when the umbilical cord is wrapped around the neck?"

(End of this chapter)