Chapter 785 - Chapter 785: Chapter 785: Mine, Don’t Move
Chapter 785: Chapter 785: Mine, Don’t Move
Lin family.
After dinner, Lin Zhaonan returned home and handed the things he had brought back to Jiang Tongtong, then picked up his son from the crib and gave his face a loving kiss.
Little Yi’an could already smile, and somehow he just had fun when his dad rubbed his face against his, giggling happily.
Lin Zhaonan looked at the little one in his arms, his eyes inevitably softening. When his son smiled, he couldn’t help but smile too.
Jiang Tongtong took out a packet of small biscuits from the shopping bag, a gift from Lin Gantang, and happily opened the seal.
Seeing her in a cheerful mood, Lin Zhaonan said with a smile, “If you like biscuits, I can buy them for you, no need to wait for Tangtang to make them.”
“Store-bought ones don’t have the same taste as Tangtang’s. I don’t know how she bakes them, they have a unique sweet aroma that I really like.” After eating Lin Gantang’s biscuits, Jiang Tongtong thought she should give something to Lin Gantang in return. It would be embarrassing just to accept the treats she took the time and effort to make without giving anything back.
She noticed there were still items in the shopping bag, so she put down the biscuits and took out a bag of brown rice crisps.
“Here, Tangtang gave these to you,” Jiang Tongtong said as she passed them to Lin Zhaonan.
For him? Lin Zhaonan took them with one hand while holding his child with the other.
Quinoa, chia seeds, corn, and other pure-grain pressed items. Lin Zhaonan smelled the natural sweet fragrance of the grains, the crisp thin slices. Lin Gantang had also written on the paper that they contain no lactose or other additives, and their light carbs suited him.
Lin Zhaonan’s smile deepened.
When he was around, she didn’t give him any, acting stingy and only giving him a single biscuit; so she had actually made something especially for him.
It wasn’t a matter of missing out on the food, it was the thought from a family member that made everything feel warmer and nicer.
Little Yi’an needed to be fed, so Lin Zhaonan put the crisps down first to prepare the formula. Mr. Lin knocked on the door from outside and came in, saying, “Are you done? The weather is nice today; I’ll take Xiao An out for a walk to see the night view.”
“Dad, wait a moment.”
Mr. Lin saw him mixing the formula in the bottle, and with nothing else to do, he noticed the brown rice crisps on the table and picked them up.
Lin Zhaonan saw this and said, “Those are for me, from Tangtang. Dad, don’t touch them.”
“She made them?” Mr. Lin looked at the biscuits in Jiang Tongtong’s hand. “So, am I the only one without a share?”
Lin Zhaonan knew he would ask, “Tangtang said there’s no need for trouble when it comes to yours, Dad. Your companionship is the most important. Tonight, she will continue to team up with you for a grand gaming session.”
Mr. Lin’s scalp tingled, she was coming again tonight?
He decided against holding his grandson, placed the crisps back where they were: “Who needs games, I’m going to take a bath and rest. You all should sleep early too.”
However, Mr. Lin couldn’t avoid it.
At nine o’clock, Lin Gantang called, her voice lively and crisp, “Dad, it’s still early, come play the game, we’re all waiting for you.”
“I don’t want to play.” Afraid of your deadly late-night calls.
“No, you do want to. Look at your level; can you bear to leave it behind? It’s the child you raised through countless sleepless nights.”
“Get lost!” Mr. Lin grumbled and hung up the phone.
Lin Gantang opened the game and saw that her dad wasn’t online.
But not being online now doesn’t mean he won’t stay up late in the future, so Lin Gantang planned to check again later.
She exited the game and found the laser pointer, turning it on. Big Mi and Vitamin E immediately chased after the red dot, and even Blackie, who liked to squat, got excited.
The cats chased the light dot around, up and down, jumping and pouncing. After teasing them for half an hour, even the most energetic Big Mi was too tired to keep running.
Guessing they wouldn’t have the energy for parkour tonight, Lin Gantang was satisfied and went back to her room.
“Come to bed,” Wen Yanqing said, patting the spot beside him as he lay down, hearing her footsteps.
Lin Gantang checked the time, “Baby, have you started living a senior’s life?” So early?