"There seems to be a new dessert called Red Castle launched by a popular online store nearby. Let's go take a look." Yang Xiaoyu pulled Wan Qiu's hand and left the disgusting department store.

Wan Qiu followed Yang Xiaoyu's steps quietly without looking back.

Very submissive.

In Lu Qinghe's profile, Wan Qiu would occasionally take a look at the new products launched by the dessert shop, but would quickly look away.

Perhaps because the Internet celebrity store has become very famous recently, many people are rushing to buy it out of curiosity.

The details that were recorded were purely Lu Qinghe's personal feeling that they might be useful information.

Yang Xiaoyu wanted to give Wan Qiu everything Wan Qiu wanted, even if it was just speculation based on the information.

Although it is an Internet celebrity store, it is actually just a small dessert shop. There is a billboard decorated with light pink balloons at the door, and there are people queuing up.

Wan Qiu took a look and quickly looked away.

Yang Xiaoyu noticed Wan Qiu's look and asked, "Do you like this?"

Wan Qiu raised his eyes to glance at Yang Xiaoyu and pursed his lips unconsciously, which usually means that one doesn't know or doesn't want to answer.

When Yang Xiaoyu thought she would not get an answer, she heard Wan Qiu say, "Dad bought this for Mom some time ago."

"Huh?" Yang Xiaoyu knew that Wan Qiu was not referring to him, but Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen.

"My mother doesn't like to eat it, so I accidentally dropped it on the ground. She asked me to clean it up and throw it away." Wan Qiu said.

Yang Xiaoyu gradually developed a bad premonition in his heart.

"I picked it up and ate it." Wan Qiu's expression did not show any embarrassment for picking up something from the ground to eat.

"Why did you pick it up and eat it?" At this moment, Yang Xiaoyu almost forgot to be gentle enough.

Wan Qiu did not feel uncomfortable with Yang Xiaoyu's sudden 'unhappiness', and explained: "Grandma throws things when she is sick. Sometimes the food is thrown on the ground. It would be a waste not to eat it, so I pick it up and eat it."

Wan Qiu could only hear fragments of information from the villagers about how he was treated by Wan Xiaohua, but he could not figure out any of Wan Qiu's past.

All they knew was that Wan Xiaohua had mental problems and lived in poverty. She thought she couldn't afford to eat, but she never expected that she would have to pick up food to eat.

Now Yang Xiaoyu felt that he was almost on the verge of losing his mind, but he pulled himself back for fear of scaring Wan Qiu.

"Don't pick up food from the ground to eat in the future. When you are hungry, go find mom." Yang Xiaoyu took a deep breath and tried her best to show her last bit of rationality and gentleness. "Then what? What happened just now..."

Wan Qiu continued, "Dad saw me eating and thought I was stealing my mother's food..."

At this moment, Yang Xiaoyu could no longer hold back his anger, and suddenly raised his voice: "He hit you?!"

Wan Qiu's nod made Yang Xiaoyu feel dizzy with anger. She couldn't help feeling physically disgusted with the disgusting couple. The nauseous feeling in her stomach kept hitting her.

The mental shock caused physical discomfort. Yang Xiaoyu took two steps back, but suddenly bumped into a man's arms.

Wan Qiu looked up and saw Chu Jianshu.

"Dad." Wan Qiu blinked blankly as he looked at Chu Jianshu who suddenly appeared and half-hugged Yang Xiaoyu in his arms.

"Wan Qiu, go buy..." Chu Jianshu took out a hundred-yuan note from his pocket and said, "There is a milk tea shop on the other side of the corner in front. Go buy three cups of drinks recommended by the staff."

In order to ensure that Wan Qiu would not make a difficult choice, Chu Jianshu gave very detailed instructions.

Wan Qiu looked at Yang Xiaoyu, whose face looked extremely bad at the moment.

Is mom okay?

Worried but not asking, Wan Qiu obediently took the money from Chu Jianshu's hand, turned around and trotted over.

Yang Xiaoyu subconsciously reached out to grab Wan Qiu's arm, but Chu Jianshu grabbed her wrist: "Xiaoyu, calm down."

Yang Xiaoyu suddenly shook off Chu Jianshu's hand. His face turned pale and his mental state was very bad. He tightly grasped Chu Jianshu's collar with both hands and kept murmuring: "I will kill them, I will kill them, I will kill them..."

"Calm down, Xiaoyu, calm down." At this time, the driver who was following beside handed over mineral water and pills, and Chu Jianshu urged Yang Xiaoyu to take them.

The nausea feeling was suppressed by the water, and Yang Xiaoyu's aching brain was also relieved by the medicine.

Chu Jianshu has been following Yang Xiaoyu, keeping an eye on the developments here at all times, and usually works in the car.

Although Yang Xiaoyu has not had any major mental problems in recent years, he still needs to be worried after meeting Wan Qiu.

We have been getting along very well these past few days, but apparently something not so good happened today.

Chu Jianshu heard Yang Xiaoyu saying something intermittently in his ear, and his face didn't look very good.

"It's getting late today. Let's have some afternoon tea together and let the child go back." Chu Jianshu said.

"No." Yang Xiaoyu was unwilling. It was still early today and it was not time for the child to go back yet. They still had two or three hours to spend together.

"Xiao Yu, this will affect Wan Qiu. Don't you say he is very perceptive?" Chu Jianshu said.

Yang Xiaoyu's body stiffened.

"Xiao Yu, calm down."

After a moment of silence, Yang Xiaoyu nodded.

I want to give Wan Qiu the best.

She didn't want to scare Wan Qiu like this.

Even though Chu Jianshu was trying to comfort Yang Xiaoyu, as a father, he couldn't hide his anger when Yang Xiaoyu couldn't see.

——

There was a very exquisite fruit platter on Wanqiu's afternoon tea table today.

Wan Qiu often goes to the nearby vegetable market. He remembers the prices of the vegetables he often buys and knows how the prices change. He also knows how to tell the freshness of the vegetables.

It's just that he seldom looks at the fruit.

Fruit is not a necessity for survival, and Wanqiu will not spend more money to buy fruit.

Although my mother would bring back a lot of delicious leftovers from the restaurant, the only thing she would not bring back was fruit, because it would easily go bad and change its taste once cut.

But Wan Qiu did not seldom eat fruit. When he was with Grandma Wan Xiaohua in the countryside, Wan Qiu ate a lot of wild fruits. There were also some farmers who would occasionally give him one or two fruits grown at home.

The variety is not very rich, and it is not because they are professional fruit farmers. Whether it tastes good or not depends entirely on luck.

Wan Qiu didn’t know what truly delicious fruits looked like, nor did he know what those fruits he had never seen before at the fruit stalls were called.

The fruit plate in front of him gave Wan Qiu a very unique understanding of fruit for the first time.

Are there so many kinds of fruits?

Wan Qiu stared at the rich fruit platter. The beautifully presented dishes and the fresh fruits that looked like they did not need any processing and could be eaten directly, the colorful colors really caught Wan Qiu's eye.

Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu are smart people after all, how could they not see the interest that Wan Qiu had finally shown.

Yang Xiaoyu, who had never been able to find Wan Qiu's real interest, was attracted by the interest that Wan Qiu finally showed.

Instead of letting Wan Qiu choose the fruit with a fork, Yang Xiaoyu chose to feed him himself.

"Try this?" Yang Xiaoyu held a cherry in her hand. Her beautiful white fingers and the red cherry set off each other. Wan Qiu felt as if it was a display painting that appeared in an elementary school art textbook.

Yang Xiaoyu stuffed the red cherry into Wan Qiu's mouth, and Chu Jianshu watched quietly opposite the mother and son.

Wan Qiu chewed the cherries slowly, as if fully enjoying the feeling of the fruit juice in his mouth. He ate a small cherry for a long time.

This little treat obviously pleased Yang Xiaoyu.

There was also a smile on Chu Jianshu's lips.

The originally oppressive and bitter air was diluted by the faint sweetness revealed by Wan Qiu.

After following him for these days, Chu Jianshu gradually realized that Wanqiu was a non-competitive and non-demanding person, and anything would earn Wanqiu's thanks and joy.

They can only understand it through information, and if they rely too much on the information, they may fall into a misunderstanding.

What they paid attention to was what Wan Qiu was "looking at".

Perhaps what Wan Qiu really wanted and desired was something he 'didn't look at'.

Chu Jianshu's job does not allow him to be too emotional, but as an adult, he can guess Wan Qiu's psychology.

Because it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter if you look at it a few more times. You won’t feel any desire or care.

People who don't like to eat kiwis and mangoes will be curious about their shape, appearance, and core and will go to see them.

Things that one truly likes are like a poor child who takes a fancy to an expensive toy in a window. Some children will go to look at it every day to satisfy their psychological needs, while some children will turn a blind eye to it and avoid their inner desires.

Wan Qiu is the latter.

Wan Qiu never fixed his eyes on fruits.

It’s not because I don’t like it, but because I like it too much.

I don’t need it and I can’t get it, so I won’t watch it.

When it comes to educating his children, Chu Jianshu has always believed that if they want something, they have to work hard for it. If they don't fight for it, they will just have to watch someone else get it.

However, when facing Wan Qiu, Chu Jianshu was unable to issue such clear and serious instructions.

Chu Jianshu was sending a message to his secretary Song Wenqiu with his head down.

Chu Jianshu: Wenqiu, can you prepare a fruit basket for me within an hour? I want the best fruits, with a full variety, preferably with a little more of each.

Chu Jianshu observed Wan Qiu.

Chu Jianshu: It is best to choose sweet fruits.

Song Wenqiu: Okay, where should it be sent?

Chu Jianshu: I’ll send you the address. It’s for Wan Qiu.

Song Wenqiu: Do you give your children fruit baskets?

Chu Jianshu paused, imagining Wan Qiu's expression when he saw the fruit basket.

Chu Jianshu: You can make some decorations and make it as beautiful as possible.

Song Wenqiu: Okay, right away.

Chu Jianshu closed his phone and looked at Wan Qiu again.

Wan Qiu is a little different. Perhaps rather than teaching him how to strive for something, the most important task now is to make Wan Qiu understand that "getting" is what he deserves.

When Chu Jianshu thought about his own mentality, he suddenly laughed. Before Wan Qiu returned to them, he was already thinking about how to educate Wan Qiu.

Yang Xiaoyu was immersed in the joy of feeding and receiving Wanqiu's feedback. For a child who was always silent, such a small feedback was a great surprise to his parents.

"Wanqiu Wanqiu, open your mouth." Yang Xiaoyu held a piece of mango in his hand and wanted to put it into Wanqiu's mouth.

However, this time Wan Qiu slightly pushed Yang Xiaoyu's hand away.

Yang Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn't quite understand what Wan Qiu meant by this. She was 100% sure that Wan Qiu liked mangoes.

"Mom, eat it." Wan Qiu raised his eyes and looked at Yang Xiaoyu, whose face was full of excitement and joy. "This is delicious. It's one of the best here."

Chu Jianshu's eyes widened slightly.

This is a habit that is not in line with Chu Jianshu's education.

Given their status and position, they are not good at sharing unconditionally.

"Something this delicious must be Wan Qiu's." Yang Xiaoyu said so, shaking the small fork and trying to stuff it into Wan Qiu's mouth.

However, Wan Qiu pursed his lips.

Yang Xiaoyu thought about it and simply put the mango cube on the fork into his mouth. The sweet mango juice burst out and Yang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Well, it's really good and tastes good." It was unexpectedly good. I thought there wouldn't be any delicious fruits in such a small place.

As if he had received some comment, Wan Qiu just blinked his eyes and then lowered them again.

He doesn't need to get accurate feedback, he just wants to share what he likes with others.

After tying it up again, Yang Xiaoyu's feeding failed again.

Yang Xiaoyu glanced at Chu Jianshu, and suddenly put the mango piece in his hand directly into Chu Jianshu's mouth.

Chu Jianshu did not refuse and chewed slowly.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Yang Xiaoyu half leaned on the table, with her lips curved and her eyes beautiful. Chu Jianshu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Chu Jianshu looked at Wan Qiu. Wan Qiu was already trying to get the fruit he wanted to eat, but Yang Xiaoyu used a fork to knock the tools out of Wan Qiu's hand and forced him to feed him himself.

Wan Qiu did not refuse. He waited obediently to be fed and opened his mouth to catch the food, which made Chu Jianshu a little dazed.

Their family atmosphere is not like this.

Talking while eating, knocking over other people's tableware, feeding, and using the same tableware, which would never happen in their family, now happened naturally.

It's natural, just like water flows to the lowest place, and no one would doubt why it is so.

Because it was a marriage between two powerful families, both families had high expectations for their children, and this unexpectedly born child should have grown up like his brothers.

Seriousness, earnestness, adventurous spirit, and other qualities that a leader should possess will all be specially cultivated.

And Wan Qiu’s existence may be a unique and unexpected intrusion into their family.

Just like a pool of calm, low-key, heavy oil, it is welcoming a tiny, flashing sparkle.