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Zhuobao's eyes lit up, and he said flatteringly, "Thank you brother! Brother is so handsome!"

An Jin: "..."

An Jin was quite disdainful of her younger brother's slavish behavior, and then pushed her own bowl in front of Lu Yu: "Hey."

Lu Yu: "..."

Lu Yu nodded his face: "It's not for nothing, you need to be paid."

An Jin: "?"

Zhuo Bao, who had been asked to pay when he was recording a program in the village of Yunxing before, immediately understood: Brother Lu Yu wants to kiss.

It's not too cost-effective for him to help eat that big bowl of dark food for a mere kiss.

Zhuo Bao leaned over without any psychological pressure, paid the reward resoundingly with a bang.

An Jin was dumbfounded: "...?"

Lu Yumei happily accepted the reward, and raised her eyebrows provocatively at An Jin.

An Jin was tongue-tied and stiff for a while, staring at Lu Yu with staring eyes.

Because he watched Lu Yu for too long, he gradually lost confidence in Lu Yu: What does An Jin mean?Doesn't he really want to kiss him too??!Do you want to be so open-minded?

Lu Yu's hairs were blown up when he saw it.

Fortunately, An Jin still couldn't pass the hurdle in her heart, and regretted that she chose to give up.He moved back his bowl bitterly: "I want to report you!"

Lu Yu quietly and deeply relieved.

But Zhuobao ignored his brother's threat, happily finished half a bowl of rice and a boiled egg with the red bean curd, then left the leftovers and went to play by himself, leaving Lu Yu to help him clean the battlefield.

Zhuo Bao wanted to climb to the balcony to watch the fireworks, but he ran into his father who was smoking.

Zhuo Bao imitated his brother's tone and said: "Father, you smoke again, I want to report you!"

An Zhiyuan: "..."

An Zhiyuan took two more puffs, put out the cigarette, and opened his arms to Zhuobao: "Dad will accompany you on a horse ride, don't report me, okay?"

The so-called riding a big horse is to carry the child on the shoulders, or lie on the floor and let the cub ride on his waist. This is probably a reserved item for fathers all over the world.

There is no floor on the balcony, and there is still a bit of soot left on the cold tiles. He was referring to the former one, and Zhuo Bao was afraid of falling, so he rejected it with disgust: "No."

An Zhiyuan didn't let him go, picked up his youngest son, stuffed him into his arms, and took Zhuobao with him, and sat on the rocking chair on the balcony together.

Anjia Villa has a total of four balconies, some outdoor and some with closed windows.

This one has sealed windows, with floor-to-ceiling glass on three sides, similar to half a sun room, which can be heated by sunlight in winter, but there is no heating here, and the temperature rise is limited. It is a little cold to wear plush pajamas.

An Zhiyuan didn't send Zhuobao back, but took off his coat, wrapped up his youngest son, and put it on his stomach.

The little milk dumpling is so small that Dad's jacket can cover his ankles. He was already wearing a thick layer of plush Pikachu, but now he is wearing another layer. It is very inconvenient to move, and his hands and feet are all bound.I couldn't move, so I had to sit quietly cross-legged on my dad's belly, like a doll.

An Zhiyuan couldn't help pinching his son's chubby little face again.

Zhuo Bao's face was deformed by pinching: "... Baba (Dad), are you so idle (Mosi) that you have nothing to do!? Let go of Wo (me) ah!"

An Yuzhuo felt that his father was not in the right mood.

At least he doesn't usually have such a free time. Even if he watches them play, he won't stick around for too long. He usually takes out his mobile phone to fish when he has a chance. Something is definitely wrong today!

Sure enough, An Zhiyuan rushed his youngest son for a while, and felt for a cigarette in his pocket. Halfway through, he realized that he couldn't smoke in front of the child, so he took out the lollipop that was prepared for quitting smoking from the other pocket, and followed the burningBao eats one by one.

Mr. An took the lollipop out of his soft Chinese temperament, and suddenly asked: "Zhuobao, do you think I did the right thing?"

Zhuobao blinked his big eyes and looked at his old father obediently.

It is impossible for a normal adult man to ask a four-and-a-half-year-old milk doll if he is doing something right. Usually, this is the case: he has something in his heart, but no one can tell it.And the little Naituanzi who "understands human speech but can't understand the content" happened to be a good tree hole, so Zhuo Bao was "caught" in.

That's when you just have to listen.

An Zhiyuan rubbed Zhuobao's little head: "Grandma bullied you, right?"

Zhuobao pursed his mouth a little aggrieved, and nodded obediently.

An Zhiyuan sighed, he had been a filial son for decades, he was so generous with his mother yesterday, now that he calmed down, he couldn't help but regret it.

Especially when An Danbo called him just now, saying that the old lady was sick with anger and was bedridden now.

It is easy to tell the truth from the falsehood, because the old lady's eager inquiries can reach An Zhiyuan's ears through the receiver: "Is it through? Just say that I have high blood pressure! Go to the hospital!"

...It sounds quite healthy and doesn't look like going to the hospital, but it can also be heard that the old lady is not in a good mood, she must be sad.

An Zhiyuan naturally refused to go there, but he was also a little confused: "Zhuo Bao, will you forgive grandma?"

An Yuzhuo didn't give an answer, he still looked like a little mascot, holding a lollipop in two short hands, one cheek was swollen by the candy, looking obedient and innocent.

An Zhiyuan said softly: "Yes, you did nothing wrong, you shouldn't be forced to forgive grandma. However, grandma is my father's mother. Although he treated you badly and mother badly, she worked very hard to make meI was brought up. Before I was eight years old, your grandfather hadn’t gone into business, and the family’s conditions were not good. My three children, your uncle and aunt, and I ate white flour steamed buns, and she was only willing to eat cheap steamed buns.”

Zhuobao: "..."

This kind of Chinese-style parents always like to make themselves miserable and make their children feel guilty naturally. Twenty years later, young people will no longer eat that kind of thing.However, it is impossible to completely deny the dedication of Mrs. An.Grandma hates him, and she will always be a tricky and mean old lady in front of An Yuzhuo, but she cannot deny that she has given her sincerity to An Jin and An Zhiyuan.

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