Chapter 337 Mingming will definitely be taller than his father when he grows up
After a busy day, I got home just before dinner.

Shang Zhuoming catches insects in his small vegetable garden.

In the small vegetable garden, transplant a row of Chinese cabbage, a row of green onions, a row of coriander and a row of lettuce.

All these seedlings were specially sent by vegetable farmers I know in the countryside.

Not long ago, my aunt found that there were occasional small holes on the Chinese cabbage. After a careful look, she found that the vegetables were infested with small green caterpillars.

Generally speaking, when encountering this situation, most vegetable farmers will spray pesticides on the vegetables. Of course, organic vegetables require special methods. As for Shang Zhuoming’s small vegetable garden, he can just catch them with his hands.

So, after entering the small garden, you can hear the little guy's excited shouting from a long distance away.

Every time the aunt caught a bug with gloves on, this guy would scream.

I don’t know whether it was a surprise or a shock.

Shen Chaoxi rubbed his ears and walked over. The insect catching work was completed.

I saw seven or eight short, fat bugs with green bodies in the small porcelain bottle.

Looks very cute.

Seeing Shen Chaoxi coming back, the little guy took his mother's hand to look at the little bug.

"Grandma Liu said that the little bugs should be fed to the little birds. Will they die?"

It's rare to see a little bully-like child reveal a hint of pity in his clear eyes.

Shen Chaoxi used a tissue to wipe the little guy's face and said seriously: "Birds are the natural enemies of insects. Birds eat insects. This is a food chain cycle. It is a law of survival that cannot be changed."

This principle is too complicated for the little girl to understand, but she won’t feed the insects to the birds.

Shen Chaoxi did not force it, but repeatedly stated that insects should not be brought indoors.

She couldn't stand seeing green cricket pupae everywhere while eating, otherwise she would not be able to eat.

While the mother and son were having a friendly conversation, the clear sound of a car horn was heard at the gate.

The black Ebach approached slowly and stopped next to the white Audi.

One black and one white, the colors are bright and unusually harmonious under the reflection of the setting sun.

Shang Jianghan rarely gets off work on time. He stands in front of the car in a crisp shirt and trousers, with a straight back and a distant look in his eyes.

When Shang Zhuoming saw his father coming back, he no longer remembered his little bug. He threw it aside and ran over.

The father and son are one tall and one short, and look 50% similar. However, when they meet every day, they still never get tired of doing the high throwing action.

The little guy giggled when his father threw him up, feeling scared and excited at the same time. He shouted for his father to spare his life and asked him to throw him higher.

Seeing that the two were making such an outrageous noise, Shen Chaoxi walked over and snatched the little guy from the man's raised hand.

"Stop messing around and eat now, or you might vomit!"

The little guy landed on the ground and pouted reluctantly. When he saw Shen Chaoxi's warning look, he had to give up. Then he walked into the room holding someone's hand.

The food was already on the table, and after Shang Jianghan and Shen Chaoxi changed their clothes and washed up, they started eating.

The meal in the evening was light, with white porridge, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, plus a seafood soup.

During this time, Shen Chaoxi couldn't help but feel a little worried when talking about the day's itinerary.

"You asked me to come over early in the morning, but everyone's clothes were already there, except for me. They said Feifei didn't come, so the dress and wedding gown couldn't be transported."

Shang Jianghan put a piece of beef into Shen Chaoxi's bowl.

In order to wear a dress, Shen Chaoxi has been deliberately controlling her weight these days.

"Beef doesn't make you fat, eat more. You've been working hard these past two days."

Shen Chaoxi put the beef into his mouth and chewed it for a few bites, but felt that the taste was weird, so he refused to eat it anymore. Instead, he served himself a second bowl of seafood and winter melon soup.

The little one has been learning to eat by herself recently, and has become proficient in it. The rice grains that are picked out from around the small bowl are getting less and less. Shen Chaoxi wiped her mouth with a tissue and encouraged her: "You are great. Eat more vegetables and grow up."

The little guy smiled at his parents, showing his little white teeth.

"Taller than Daddy!"

Shang Jianghan touched the little guy's short flat head with a doting look on his face.

"Mingming will definitely be taller than daddy when he grows up!"

The little guy nodded: "Oh! When I grow up, I will also hold my dad high up."

The little guy's words were shocking. Shen Chaoxi replayed the scene in his mind and almost burst out laughing.

"When you are as tall as your father, it is not okay to lift your father up high."

Shang Zhuoming felt extremely aggrieved: "Why?"

Shen Chaoxi said without hesitation: "Your father will be old by then, with old arms and legs, how can he bear the weight of you lifting him up high!"

The speaker said this unintentionally, but the listener looked at her meaningfully.

After dinner, the little guy played with the kittens and puppies for a while and then was taken back to his room by his aunt to take a bath.

Shang Jianghan had a meeting and went to the study on the second floor.

Afterwards, Shen Chaoxi followed him in and looked for topics for his thesis on the side, and the two did not interfere with each other.

Halfway through the regular meeting, Shen Chaoxi stood up and went to the bookshelf to look for information, and then he appeared in the video camera in his home clothes.

In the camera, the girl has a slender waist, and the loose home clothes do not conceal her beautiful curves.

The girl stood on tiptoe and raised her hand to take a book from the bookshelf.

The top of the two-piece homewear is lifted up as the hands are raised, revealing a piece of fair skin.

The next second, the conference screen paused and switched to a voice connection.

Shen Chaoxi took a foreign document from the bookshelf and was about to leave. Before she took a step, a big hand on her waist exerted a little force and brought her into a warm embrace.

After the man washed up, the scent of cedar wood lingered on his body.

Shen Chaoxi was restrained and reflexively sat on the man's lap, with his arms climbing onto the man's broad shoulders. Realizing that the man was in a meeting, Shen Chaoxi subconsciously tried to capture the camera, and when he saw that the video had been turned off, his tense body gradually relaxed.

In the following time, the girl sat astride the man's legs, leaned on his shoulders and flipped the book face to face.

The meeting continued. The executives on the other side only knew that their boss suddenly switched voice. The specific reason was unknown. However, in the rare intervals when the president spoke, they could vaguely hear the sound of papers being flipped.

When the meeting ended, Shen Chaoxi was drowsy on the man's shoulder.

Shen Chaoxi didn't remember when she was carried into the bedroom. When she woke up, the sun was rising and the little guy was flipping through a cartoon book beside her with his little butt sticking out.

Shen Chaoxi glanced at the empty bed beside her, reached out to touch the wrinkled sheets, patted her son's butt, and asked, "Where's your dad?"

Just as he finished speaking, the bedroom door opened and a man in sportswear walked in. The ends of his hair were damp and his cheeks were glowing coldly. It was obvious that he had just finished exercising.

"Looking for me?" The man approached and kissed each of them.

Shen Chaoxi was still struggling with the strange issues regarding the physical fitness of men and women in his mind. When his lips were blocked, his pupils dilated in shock.

The little guy happily accepted it.

Shen Chaoxi suppressed the shyness that was about to burst out and found a topic to ease the situation.

"...We're having a fashion show tomorrow. There are ten acres of flower fields over there, and they're full of roses. It's the weekend, so you can take the kids over there. When I'm done, we can go for a walk over there."

Shang Jianghan thought for a few seconds and looked embarrassed.

"I'm afraid I can't tomorrow. I have a very important contract to sign. Just focus on your work and don't be distracted by us."

Shen Chaoxi had expected to be rejected, and looked at him meaningfully: "Are you sure you don't want to go? I'm going to wear a wedding dress. If you're sure you don't want to go, don't regret it. This is the first time I've worn a wedding dress in my life, and you're not curious?"