The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

Chapter 2877 Leaving

After Gu Nuannuan learned about it, "Then let's do a trace identification and examine the injuries. If it was really our baby who hit him, we'll pay 850,000 yuan. But if it's confirmed to be domestic violence, we'll have to deprive them of their rights as parents if it's serious."

Xiao Shanjun blamed himself slightly, "No, are you angry or not?"

“I’m angry, but what’s with that little expression on your face?” Gu Nuannuan raised this kid so she knew what her son was going to do just by looking at him.

Jiang Tianzhi: "How could it be that he came back for the first time after so many years and he beat people up and got into trouble on the first day after coming back?"

"Oh, about that, Mom is not angry. This is nothing. When I was a kid, Mom came back and beat up others. Today, Mom is just angry and a little too concerned about her reputation. She should have chased the troublemaker out at the beginning, which resulted in my baby not having fun in the afternoon and causing this scene in the evening." Gu Nuannuan hugged her two sons and comforted them, "You did the right thing. You can rest assured at any time that Mom and Dad will never blame our babies."

Little Erwa's eyes curved with laughter. He was also worried about bringing bad things to his parents. After all, they both cared about their mother because it was the first time she came back after such a long time.

"If your great-grandfather were here, and he dared to bully my kids, he would hit them in the face with a broom." Gu Nuannuan added, "When mom was a kid, she fought much more fiercely than you guys did. Don't take it too seriously."

At half past ten, Jiang Chenyu came back. Little Nuobao was already wearing the fourth piece of clothing and lying on the sofa, snatching toys from his two older brothers.

"Why didn't you sleep?"

Gu Nuannuan: "Your three darlings are waiting for you."

He entered the yard and saw several children sitting on the sofa, looking up at their father.

"Dad, what did you say?" Xiao Shanjun asked.

Jiang Chenyu rubbed his two sons' heads, and finally picked up his precious daughter in the middle, "She was taken away by the police."

"Who was taken away?"

Yao Liuer's father was arrested because his family were scoundrels and no one in the neighborhood paid any attention to them. However, they attracted attention and targeted the Gu family, thinking that they had a lot of money and they would extort as much as they could. As a result, he was arrested.

Moreover, the surveillance camera at the door of Gu Nuannuan’s house also showed that he was fine when he left, with no injuries on his arms or face. How come he got them at night?

The people in Yaojia Village didn’t know that the Gu family had surveillance cameras, which were even on 24 hours a day!

Jiang Chenyu also praised his two sons in the evening. The elder one was brave and took action, while the younger one was careful and protected his younger sister.

"Dad will take you to wash up and go to bed early."

The next day,

I don’t know if it was because of last night’s farce or something else, but no one dared to let their children visit the rich man’s house today.

Gu Nuannuan felt that something was wrong. Logically speaking, last night's farce would only let more people know about the even more shameless deeds of Yao Liuer's parents. They would not be afraid to come to her house. After all, her family was more civilized.

The couple thought that their cousin had given instructions, but they didn't expect that their cousin was also surprised when he came over and was quite quiet today.

So the couple became confused.

Erwa knew, but didn’t say it.

Jiang Tianzhi knows it better than anyone else, so he won't mention it.

It was many years later that Gu Nuannuan found out that her eldest son had chased out last night just to solve a problem.

All the clothes that Xiao Nuobao brought have been worn out. "Your dad never said anything unfair to you. At that time, your dad said that six pieces of clothes were not enough for his daughter and she needed more than ten pieces." And now, it really is not enough for her to wear.

Fortunately, it is summer now, so if you wash it and hang it in the yard, it will dry in a short time.

You say Xiao Nuobao likes cleanliness, but she makes her clothes so dirty that it is hard to wash them. You say she doesn't like cleanliness, but she just won't sleep in dirty clothes, holding the puppy bag on her belly with her little hands, looking at her mother's reminder, it's dirty~

Jiang Chenyu was busier than Gu Nuannuan. His cousin took Jiang Chenyu to several places. I don’t know what they talked about. Gu Nuannuan went to the Gu family ancestral temple.

The three children, the sons follow their father, and the daughters follow their mother.

The sky is gloomy. We had planned to leave the day after tomorrow, but we are worried about heavy rain the day after tomorrow, so we have to return early tomorrow.

After packing her luggage, Gu Nuannuan went to the room where her grandfather used to live, and the four of them, father and daughter, were undisturbed.

After going out, Gu Nuannuan's eyes were red and swollen, and she packed her luggage at night.

It rained last night. In the morning, the father and his two sons got up early as if they had agreed on it, and went out facing each other with umbrellas.

"Dad, my baby and I will go too."

Erwa, carrying a transparent umbrella on his shoulder, nodded and said, "Dad wants to go see Mom's tree. Wawa and brother want to see it too."

Jiang Chenyu: "Let's go."

When they returned, the father and his two sons had muddy feet, so they went to the water pipe to wash them. Gu Nuannuan also got up.

At half past eight, the family of five went to visit some elders.

At nine o'clock, Gu Nuannuan locked the door of her hometown with her own hands.

The fog was thick, and Gu Nuannuan's eyes were also covered with a thick layer of fog.

This place is going to be an empty house again.

There were two keys. Gu Nuannuan took one and handed the other to her cousin. Her cousin said, "Come back and stay here more often when you are free."

Little Nuobao is looking up at the top of his dad's umbrella. It's so handsome. His dad's umbrella is black, as handsome as his dad.

But Xiao Nuobao prefers the brothers' umbrellas, which are transparent~

Aunt Quan cooked Gu Nuannuan's favorite meal again, chased after her and stuffed the meal into Gu Nuannuan's arms, "Nuannuan, come back more often when you're okay, and don't stay away for more than ten years like you did last time. Otherwise, Aunt Quan will be too old to cook delicious food for you."

Gu Nuannuan nodded while crying, responding with tears in her eyes.

A family of five was sitting in the car. Gu Nuannuan waved and asked everyone to go back as it was drizzling.

Finally, her vision blurred as she looked at the solemn, familiar, yet distant doorway. In the past, when she left for summer and winter vacations, her grandfather would stand there, wave at her with a smile, and say, "Nuannuan, Xiaohan, grandpa will wait for you to come back and play during the holidays."

I don’t know which time was the last time I waved goodbye to my grandfather.

This time, when Gu Nuannuan left, no one stood at the door and smiled and gave her instructions.

In fact, she knew that after closing the door, grandpa was sad and reluctant, but he just smiled at them.

The three children had never seen their mother cry like this. Gu Xiaonuan was the family’s little warm cat and daddy’s little warm baby. She was quirky, lively and naughty, and she never cried uncontrollably.

Little Nuobao looked at her mother blankly, pursing her lips. She lay in her mother's arms and rubbed her head against her.

After a while, Xiao Nuobao was lying by the window again, looking at the closed door with his crystal clear eyes. Without anyone teaching him how to do it, Xiao Nuobao waved his little hands at the air outside the door, "Ah yeah~"

The car was driving very slowly. Nuobao and his mother kept looking in that direction until the car turned a corner and disappeared.

Little Nuobao stood on her mother's lap, leaning her little body out to look, the rain hitting her head. Gu Nuannuan carried her daughter back, her voice thick with a nasal voice, and she was silent all the way.