Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

When the two old men met, they looked at the expression on Qin Yanchen's face that was so cold that it could drop ice scum, and they couldn't help but begin to worry again.

"Is the medicine given by Xiao Gu doesn't work?"

"Hey, this is a bit difficult..."

After Wang Ziqing shook his head heavily, he looked at Qin Yanchen solemnly again.

"Yanchen, tell your grandma honestly, it's okay, grandma won't pass it to you...Just say, you and An Sheng are a little weak in your daily life?"

Qin Guangyan glanced at the people walking in the corridor, and subconsciously went to plug Wang Ziqing's mouth: "Oh! Keep your voice down, you are afraid that others will not know that we can't do it!"

A few people stood at the door of the ward. Even if Wang Ziqing was ill, it did not affect her full tone when she spoke, so she said it at the door.

The few nurses passing by saw Qin Yanchen's eyes change from stunning to disappointed.

Wang Ziqing hurriedly covered her mouth, but couldn't cover her heart for great-grandchildren.

She glanced left and right, took a step forward, lowered her voice, and her face was full of regret: "Oh, Yan Chen..."

When Qin Yanchen heard her sighing energy, he knew that another nagging would inevitably follow.

To say that when Wang Ziqing was young, he was vigorous and vigorous. He had seen all the big winds and waves, and when he was old, perhaps the words that he hadn't said in most of his life accumulated together.

Therefore, I have developed a habit of nagging, and once nagging is up, people will not be interrupted.

During the few years Qin Yanchen lived with her abroad, he had a deep understanding of her habit.

But thinking that Qiao Ansheng was still packing up inside, he had to be ordered to delay for a while, so Wang Ziqing did not interrupt him.

And Qin Guangyan, who stood behind Wang Ziqing, looked like I couldn't save you. With a self-seeking expression, you narrowed your neck, lowered your head, and let her frown, complaining on the side.

"Look at your grandpa and me. We are both so old. Our lifelong wish is to have a great-grandson. You said, if you don't work hard, how can you be worthy of us?"

"Poor, I'm a person who has stepped into the coffin with one leg, and I don't know if I can see my great-grandson...you young people, if you have nothing to do, don't always go out to play..."

"Just stay at home and make a villain honestly. It's not fragrant! As for the question of who will bring the child when the child is born, you don't have to worry about this. You and An Sheng will give birth, even if they have a nest! I and you Grandpa can bring it here!"

When Wang Ziqing talked about it at the end, he became more angry as he talked about it. He became more resentful as he watched Qin Yanchen, and grabbed Qin Yanchen.

"Now that I'm talking about this matter, Yanchen, you will give me a precise word...what is it, or how many years will it take for your grandfather and me to hold a great-grandson?"

The old man pulled Qin Yanchen's sleeves and looked reluctant.

Qin Yanchen looked a little helpless at her impatient appearance, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his expression was a bit distressed: "Grandma..."

Except for the older generations like Wang Ziqing, who had an inexplicable obsession with their great-grandchildren, Qin Yanchen didn't have much obsession with children.

Earlier, Qiao Ansheng asked him this question when he came to see Qiao Yuan.

Qin Yanchen's answer was very vague at the time, but after he went back, he thought about it carefully and found that he didn't like children, only Qiao Ansheng he liked.

I like the baby Qiao Ansheng conceived for him.

Seeing Wang Ziqing's aggressiveness, Qin Yanchen pressed his brow again and his face was full of displeasure, Qin Guangyan hurried to help out.

"Oh, but I can't blame Yanchen, he...you said...Let's ask Xiao Gu for a few more medicines. It won't help her too much. It can only be physical. Come on, give him more energy..."

Wang Ziqing repeatedly said yes, and then Yu Guang glanced at the expressionless grandson standing at the door, sighing with meaning.

"That's how it is said, but it takes both of them to work hard! I don't know if we have the blessing to be able to embrace our great-grandson in our lifetime..."

Qin Yanchen kept the expression on his face very restrained, thinking in his heart: If your two elders hadn't bothered regularly, maybe even the second child would have been there now.

"Old lady, don't forget, the business affairs of our coming here, the affairs of our great-grandchildren, when we have finished discussing business affairs, call An Sheng together, you can educate them again..."

Qin Guangyan awakened the dreamer with a word. Wang Ziqing felt as if he had just woke up in the dream. He slapped Qin Yanchen away and walked into the ward: "Look at me, I almost forgot to do business. Let's talk about our great-grandson later!"

In the ward, Qiao Ansheng, who had already cleaned herself quickly, was bending over and putting a plate of fruit on the coffee table in front of the sofa. She was in a hurry and put on a sweater indiscriminately.

The collar is not a high collar, and it can't cover the "results" of the man's hard work last night...

When Wang Ziqing walked in, the first thing he saw was the more eye-catching marks on her neck.

The old man was agitated, feeling that the young couple was really making a villain in the house just now, so when he turned back to look at Qin Yanchen at the door, his expression was a little bit more approving.

Qiao Ansheng was frowned upon by her gaze, and unnaturally pulled his collar upwards. She didn't know what Wang Ziqing had thought of.

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing, she had to smile and stumbling again: "Milk, grandma, you guys... is there something to come here so early?"

After I asked, I wish I could say something nonsense. It's nine o'clock in the morning, so early!

Wang Ziqing retracted her gaze, her complexion quickly returned to nature, and she coughed.

"Ah, what, it's okay, we wanted to come to you last night, but didn’t you go out? Then I didn’t know the time, you should also be back, so I called Yanchen, but he didn’t answer. ..."

Qiao Ansheng instinctively thought of Qin Yanchen's non-stop phone call last night, and said to his heart that it was Wang Ziqing.

"So, this morning, there is no way. Your grandfather and I came in person. Speaking of which, you slept quite early..."

Qiao Ansheng's face was red and he didn't even dare to lift his head. He wished to retract into the sofa in front of him. After grabbing some air in front of the coffee table, he reluctantly grasped the fruit plate and pushed it.

"Yes, no, I went out last night, I was a little tired, and I went to bed earlier."

Wang Ziqing didn't notice anything, he nodded casually, pulled the handbag he had carried since entering the room, and slammed it on the table, unzipped the zipper and turned the thing out.

She kept moving her hands, still talking about her mouth.

"You are young, you don't have to be so regulated in your work and rest schedules. You sleep earlier than those of us who are elderly. You sleep so early, then how long and how long will I be able to hold my great-grandson..."