【Double Life】The Redeemer

Chapter 70

It's business as usual.

An Jia's company was undoubtedly the greatest comfort to Liang Chuan.

After the two children were born, An Jia realized that Liang Chuan was not patient with everything, but only with him.

The one with An Jia's blood was a little girl who was born two months ahead of schedule. She was quiet and soft since she was a child. She didn't like to cry or make trouble. They named her Liang Bao'er.

The one with Liang Chuan's blood was a boy. The sonorous cry at birth may have predestined the little guy to be a mischievous bastard, nine points like Liang Chuan's, with blond hair, snow skin and blue eyes. , whoever saw it couldn't help hugging and coaxing her.

His name is An Suiliang, and his nickname is Sui Sui.

Even the child's name should express the love between the two fathers in a rustic way.

That is, he can cry and make noise, and when he is not asleep, he is a full-fledged little devil.

At twelve o'clock that night when the two had just brought the full-moon child home, Liang Chuan was holding the baby in his arms and eating Fenfen!Liang Bao'er with tender fingers stood at the door, looked at An Jia who was coaxing her to death, and said, "I'll take Bao'er and go to the guest room to sleep..."

An Jia's hair was grabbed by the child's white and tender hands, and the little guy in the cradle cried heartbreakingly, "Uncle Liang, I..."

"He can make trouble, Bao'er wants to sleep..." Liang Chuan glanced at the cute baby, "I don't know how to take care of children, well, it should be said that I don't know how to take care of such troublesome children, Xiao Jia, you have worked hard."

An Jia sighed, picked up Sui Sui, "It's okay, Uncle Liang, you and Bao'er go to bed first. You have to go to the company tomorrow."

"Okay." After Liang Chuan finished speaking, he really left without looking back, and closed the door considerately.

Looking at the closed door, An Jia had the illusion of being abandoned.

The moment the door was closed, he stopped crying. A pair of sapphire blue eyes were round and big, filled with mist, and his mouth was pink. He looked pitiful, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Stretching out his chubby hand, he babbled and yelled, but he refused to calm down.

An Jia looked at Sui Sui and wondered, did Uncle Liang have such a temper when he was a child?

No one can tell An Jia the answer.

...

The two children grew up very quickly, and they were already three years old, and their temperaments became more and more distinct. The quiet ones were still quiet, and the lively ones were still hard to resist.

As soon as An Jia came back from get off work, she saw Sui Sui, a small one, standing in the corner for punishment, while Bao'er was holding her small drawing board and drawing.

"Little Baba..." As soon as he opened the door, he stared at An Jia with bright eyes, and shouted softly. With a little golden curly hair, no matter how you look at it, he is a cute little guy.

Bao'er also put down the drawing board and called Dad obediently.

"Are you punished to stand?" An Jia took off her coat and hung it up, and picked up his little baby.

"Ang!" He raised his hands and stretched them out in front of An Jia, "It's been so long..."

"What did you do wrong again? Where's Dad?" He walked over and took his daughter's little hand, sat on the sofa, and asked.

Sui Sui pointed to the study room, and then heard the sound of Kata, the little guy was startled, then rolled down from An Jia's arms like a white ball, and then rolled and crawled to the corner of his own wall to stand and draw circles.

Liang Chuan came out very slowly. He just hung up the phone. When he saw An Jia, he raised his lips and smiled, "I'm back."

"Yeah." An Jia glanced at Xiao Tuanzi who was sneaking around the corner and peeking at Liang Chuan's expression, "What's wrong with Sui Sui?"

"I smashed the vase you bought as a gift to me." Liang Chuan felt a little regretful. It was An Jia who was on a business trip and learned how to make it for him in a porcelain master's workshop. If Bao'er hadn't shouted, I would have almost cut my hand."

The little guy in the corner plucked his curly hair, groaned, and looked at Liang Chuan pitifully as he dropped the golden bean.

The two faces, one big and one small, are so similar, An Jia said that no one can bear it.

Liang Chuan looked away, rolled up his sleeves, and put on his apron, "You take the two of them to wash your hands, the soup is ready, and you can eat right away."

"Okay." An Jia waved to Sui Sui who dropped the golden beans, and Sui Sui immediately jumped over, wiping tears while following An Jia to wash his hands.

After the family sat down at the table, the room was still a lot more lively, at least the atmosphere was very warm.

The child is the bondage of the whole family, and it will only make the two people more inseparable, and with seasoning, the two people who can't quarrel at all will live a happier life.

But relatively speaking, it is a lot more plain and warm.

And it's also very good for Liang Chuan. Although he doesn't love the child as much as An Jia on the surface, he loves the child very much in his heart.

In his world, he is not concentrating on guessing what An Jia will think of him, what his words and deeds are like, but focusing on running the whole family.

For Liang Chuan, this is a great thing in itself.

He was quite polite at the dinner table, and even graciously served Liang Chuan with food to curry favor with Liang Chuan.

The tense Liang Chuan still couldn't help curling the corners of his lips and eyebrows.

Just when there was a lot of fun here, the doorbell rang, An Jia went to open the door and saw Ouyang Cheng.

Although the other party was wearing a suit and leather shoes, his expression was tired, and his handsome face was also lost. His eyes and the corners of his mouth were painted, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"What's the matter with you?" An Jia asked while welcoming people in.

Liang Chuan went to get the bowls and chopsticks, and the two little guys also sweetly called Uncle Ouyang.

"Have you had dinner yet? Let's eat together."

Ouyang Cheng plucked out his hair irritably, "You guys eat, I... I don't have an appetite, just sit down for a while." Then he sat on the sofa with his eyes downcast, wondering what he was thinking.

After eating, Liang Chuan led the two little ones to take a bath. An Jia sat on the sofa next to him and poured a glass of water for Ouyang Cheng, "Why, did you quarrel with Shen Yan again? Are you still fighting?"

"Heh..." Ouyang Cheng sighed, "I didn't dare to fight back, he is the chief of the police station now, I'm afraid of being caught in the police station to drink tea."

"..." An Jia didn't speak, and threw him another piece of chewing gum, "There is a child in the family, and Uncle Liang is not in good health, so he can't smoke. Chew the gum."

"..." There was a fire in the backyard of my house, and my brother was stuffed with dog food, and his hand that was about to take out a cigarette in his pocket was stopped. Ouyang Cheng picked up chewing gum and chewed indignantly, "The only two girlfriends I really like, both fucking It was Shen Yan who did it behind his back, of course I was not happy, so I mentioned a few words to him, good guy, asked me with a cold face on the spot if I still think he is a man, or if I want to find a woman..."

"Then they started fighting?" An Jia raised her eyebrows, "You must have said a lot of things that hurt his heart with such a cheap mouth."

"Hiss, An Jia, did you say that?" Ouyang Cheng laughed angrily, but there was annoyance and regret in his eyes, he really said a lot of things that should be said, "I...so I didn't fight back. "

"Just ran away from home." An Jia sneered, "You're almost thirty, Ouyang, you're too naive."

"You say that I am An Jia, neither of us is a good person. You are better than me now because Mr. Liang has a good temper." Ouyang Cheng was annoyed.