Chapter 10 — After Getting Married, I Conquered My Grandson Who Lost His Voice First

Her face immediately became extremely unsightly. Forcing her to apologize in front of a crowd is like throwing her face to the ground and trampling on her. She hesitated and didn't move, but the fat boy in her arms refused to let it go, screaming with his neck veins: "I don't even bother to apologize! He was originally—" "Shut up!" This time the person yelling at him was his biological mother. She finally realized that she had kicked the iron plate, her face turned blue and white, and in the end she had to grit her teeth and pull her son to bow before us. "Sorry." The sound was like a mosquito chirping. Chu Nghien Tu said nothing. But I understood what he meant and immediately continued: "I didn't hear it." The woman glared at me venomously, but then had to raise her voice. “Sorry, it was my son who said it wrong, I shouldn't have pushed you.” I raised my eyebrows: "What else?" She was so angry that her face stiffened, but she still had to continue: "You shouldn't make fun of children's things." At this time, Chu Nghien Tu spoke up. “In the future, stay away from my wife and children.” “If there is a next time, it won't be as simple as apologizing like this.” The woman nodded repeatedly, pulling her son away as if running away. The crowd of onlookers quickly dispersed, but the fire of anger in my chest had not cooled down. I lowered my head to look at Chu Du An. The boy was still held by Chu Nghien Tu, his small face buried in his shoulder, not moving. I softly called it: "Du An?" It slowly raised its head, its wet eyes looking at me. I squatted down, looked at eye level with him, my throat choked. “That sentence just now, can you say it again?” The boy's lips moved, seemingly a little nervous. After a very long time, he spoke very softly, very softly, with a bit of hoarseness: "Little aunt." Just these two words. Tears fell freely from my eyes. I rushed forward and hugged it, the tip of my nose stinging. “Why are you so good?” “Why are you saving face for me like that?” “Chu Du An, you don't know how cool you were just now.” Maybe he didn't expect me to cry, he was stunned for a moment, then his tiny hand clumsily patted my back. Movements as light as cotton. But that gentle pat almost broke my heart. The homeroom teacher and a few teachers standing next to her also gathered, half surprised and half happy. “Did Du An really talk?” “That's great, this is truly a great progress!” "Normally at school, he tried to pronounce, but always didn't dare..." I felt hot eyes as I listened, bowing my head and kissing Chu Du An's forehead. "Did you hear that? You are very powerful." The boy's ears slowly turned red, burying his face deeper into my shoulder. Chu Nghien Tu stood next to us, his eyes fell on us, his expression was silent, but extremely gentle. At that moment, I suddenly realized that whether this family festival won a prize or not was no longer important. We have won brilliantly. On the way home, the car was unusually quiet. I hugged Chu Du An in the back seat. In my arms, the little cotton ball was probably exhausted. Not long after getting in the car, he fell asleep. It's just that while he was fast asleep, his hand still held my shirt tightly. I lowered my head to look at it, couldn't help but stroke its hair over and over again. It's like looking at it forever without getting bored. In the front row, through the rearview mirror, Chu Nghien Tu looked at me with a low voice speak lowly. “Thank you today.” I looked up: "Thank you for what? I didn't say anything." “If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't have risked his life like that.” I was stunned, suddenly not knowing what to say. The dappled shade passed through the car window. I lowered my head to look at the small face in my arms and said softly: "But I'd rather the boy not have to open his mouth because of things like this." Chu Nghien Tu was silent for a few seconds. “It won't be like that anymore.” When he said this, his tone was very light, but extremely determined. Suddenly I believed it absolutely. After returning home, as soon as Aunt Tran heard the story, she was so emotional that her eye sockets turned red. She pulled Chu Du An to look carefully from head to toe. “Did the young master really talk?” I nodded like a chicken pecking rice, wishing I could print this story into a banner to hang outside my door. "I said it! And it's super cool!" I imitated the boy's tone and repeated: "Bullying my little aunt is not allowed." Aunt Tran burst out laughing, while Chu Du An, whose face I reenacted, turned red, bowed her head and ran upstairs. I chased after him and shouted loudly: "What are you ashamed of? Today you are the most handsome little man in the house!" It runs even faster. I laughed until my stomach hurt. As soon as I turned around, I saw Chu Nghien Tu standing in the living room looking at me. I cleared my throat, somehow feeling a bit embarrassed. “What are you doing?” He walked forward and stopped in front of me. “The thank you I said just now, is not just for today.” I was stunned. “But also the past period of time.” “Du An is much better than before.” The man looked down at me, his eyes deep. “Lin Van Duong, you are even more wonderful than I imagined.” My chest suddenly felt like it was being electrocuted and numb, even my breathing missed a beat. Yet his tone remained calm, as if he was just stating a truth. But it is that calmness that is even more "fatal". My ears were hot when he looked at me, my mouth was still dry. “Of course, my greatest advantage as a person is that I always exceed expectations.” He smiled slightly. “Yes, I saw it.” That smile, so faint, was like a feather caressing my heart. I quickly turned away and ran quickly to the kitchen. “I went to see how dinner was going.” If I stand a little longer, I'm afraid I'll perform my heart-beating performance at the match. That night, I thought Chu Du An would have trouble sleeping because his emotions fluctuated so much during the day. Who knows, it's the exact opposite. After bathing, he hugged his small pillow and proactively went to my room. I had just finished drying my hair, and when I opened the door, I saw the boy standing outside, wearing baby dinosaur pajamas, soft hair hanging down, and the expression on his face was still a bit forced. I was surprised: "Why did you come here?" It pursed its lips, its ears were slightly red. After a long while, he mumbled out two words. “Forgot.” I couldn't hear clearly: "What?" It looked up at me, its voice was still a bit clumsy, but much more fluent than during the day. “You… forgot today.” My mind wandered for two seconds before finally reacting. It's a kiss. Today, I went to a family festival from morning to night, and that incident happened again. I was just engrossed in the excitement, but I didn't expect to forget the performance I was trying to perform. this daily routine. I almost burst out laughing, deliberately teasing him. “So what?” He hugged the small pillow tightly to his chest, his face slowly turning red. “If you… sleep with me.” “You can, don't be angry.”