Even if Dad was at home, he didn’t play with him very much, he was always playing with his mobile phone.
“Hai Ling, look, Yang Yang hasn’t seen his father for a few days, and his feelings are indifferent. This is not good for the child’s growth. A boy’s growth cannot be without father’s love. Many things have to be taught by his father. of.”
Zhou’s mother originally thought that if her grandson would say that she missed her father, she would be able to use the child to talk about things and make her daughter-in-law bow down for the child, but she didn’t expect that the little grandson would not say that he missed his father.
Fortunately, she has a flexible mind and can follow what her grandson said.
Hailing glanced at her mother-in-law, and said in a cold voice, “Even if Zhou Honglin is at home, have you ever seen him take care of the child? The child belongs to the two of us, but I have always been taking care of it alone. It’s fine if he doesn’t take care of it. Not even playing with the kids.”
“When I’m at home on weekends, I’m just holding my phone and chatting with people, or I’m just watching videos, laughing like a fool and I don’t want to play with my son. Can Yang Yang have a deep relationship with a father like him?”
Emotions are cultivated, even if they are biological father and son, if they don’t get along well and have cultivated feelings, it won’t get better.
Mother Zhou opened her mouth, but she had nothing to say.
It was Zhou Hongying who took the call, and she said: “Isn’t Hong Lin usually busy with work? He rests at home on weekends and wants to relax. You don’t go to work, and you take care of your children at home every day. Don’t mention a lot of housework. Your sister used to be so busy.” Living here, your sister does a lot of housework for you, and you don’t do much, the most you do is eat, and see how you look after eating yourself.”
Not to mention that her younger brother disliked Hai Ling for being fat and ugly, even Zhou Hongying disliked her, how could Hai Ling allow herself to become so fat?
“After feeding Yangyang, you come with us to bring Hong Lin back. Hong Lin’s injury is healed, and he can go to work on Monday. From now on, the husband and wife can live a good life and stop making noise. That’s good for Yangyang. It’s not growing well either.”
After Zhou Hongying finished speaking, she muttered: “If you continue like this, one day you will regret it.”
Her brother now has a new love.
During the few days when Zhou Honglin asked for leave to recuperate at home, that new love, Ye Jiani, came to take care of Zhou Honglin after work every day. The two of them were as good as conjoined twins.
Zhou Hongying has a lot of opinions on Hai Ling, wishing that his younger brother would abandon Hai Ling, but once the younger brother and his wife divorce, Zhou Yang, their Zhou family will definitely want it, this is the only grandson of the Zhou family, but Zhou Yang is only a little over two years old, just naughty when.
It takes a lot of energy to take care of him. If the parents take care of Zhou Yang, they will not be able to help her take care of her third child.
Zhou Hongying would say a specious reminder, it was all for her own consideration, not for Hai Ling’s good at all.
“This is Zhou Honglin’s home. Did he have a broken leg or he doesn’t know the way? He won’t come back? Do you have to ask my sister to pick him up? Who gave him face?”
Haitong couldn’t take it anymore, and said aloud.
She brought Shen Xiaojun in.
Both of them have big bags and small bags.
When the mother and daughter of the Zhou family saw Haitong, their expressions became ugly.
They went to Haitong’s store to complain to Haitong, but Haitong left the bookstore in despair.
“Auntie.”
As soon as Zhou Yang saw his aunt, he stood up and ran over with a smile on his face.
He is not sensible yet, and he doesn’t know what grandma and aunt said to his mother, which will not affect his mood.
Haitong put the things on the coffee table, then picked up Zhou Yang, and asked softly, “Yangyang is eating porridge.”
Zhou Yang nodded, “I’m eating porridge.”
“So, are you full?”
Zhou Yang touched his stomach, thought for a while, and shook his head. He felt that he hadn’t eaten yet, and his stomach was still a little hungry.