What do you want to say?

The little guy blinked and finally said, "Uncle Ye, Great-Grandpa Ye is alone at home every day. He's very pitiful."

"Oh, how did you figure that out? You know, there's more than just the old man living here."

The little boy grunted, his face becoming even more serious and earnest: "No, those people aren't Grandpa Ye's family. They're different."

Honestly, children are often exceptionally sensitive.

Take Tuanzi for example. She only visited the Ye family once, yet she was able to notice this problem.

Clearly, the little guy is quite sensitive.

If I join the army in the future, I will definitely avoid a lot of detours.

However, there are too many soldiers in the little guy's family, so it's not necessary for him to follow this path again.

Everyone dotes on this child so much; it's up to the child to make their own choice.

How could Ye Yuechen not understand what the child meant? She just wanted him and his unreliable father to come home more often.

Thinking of his grandfather who had raised him since childhood, Ye Yuechen naturally couldn't refuse:

"Okay, I promise."

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the little man laughed happily.

Even after arriving at the Gu family mansion, the little one was all smiles as Ye Yuechen put him down: "Uncle Ye, would you like to come to our house to play?"

"No, I'll come again tomorrow. It's too late now."

"Alright, Uncle Ye, take care."

"Okay, go back and get some sleep."

The little man waved and followed the guard inside after Ye Yuechen's figure left.

In the living room, Ye Wanying and Commander Gao had just finished eating when their son returned.

"Mommy~"

The little one hadn't seen his mother for most of the day, and as soon as he saw her, he rushed over.

Ye Wanying caught the little cannonball that pounced on her with quick eyes and hands: "Oh my, son, if you grow any bigger, Mommy really won't be able to carry you anymore."

"No way, my mom is the best."

"Mmm, that's awesome!"

"That's how it is, um... when Mommy can't carry Tuanzi anymore, Tuanzi will carry Mommy."

The nickname "little cotton-padded jacket" (a term used to describe someone who is sweet and caring) is well-deserved

Hearing her son's words, Ye Wanying said happily, "Then remember it! Remember what you're saying now, don't deny it later, you little liar!"

Tuanzi hummed twice: "No, I'm not a little liar, Mommy, I'm telling the truth, it's true."

"Okay, really!"

"Tell me, why did you go to the Ye family? Who did you see?"

The man immediately recounted everything he had seen and experienced at the Ye family's house, including the dead bird.

Um... So, my dear son, you were attracted by a bird?

If you get two birds next time, will you have to abandon your mother?

Obviously, our little dumpling isn't that stupid.

"You mean, that Chief of Staff and Uncle Ye also went home?"

"Uh-huh."

Ye Wanying wondered: I wonder if my father and brother were frightened?

To be honest, I was really scared at first.

"Alright, let's go back to our room to wash up and then go to sleep. It's getting late."

The little one's biological clock is about the same at this time, and he's already half asleep. He obediently opens his arms, letting his mother carry him upstairs, his chin resting on Ye Wanying's shoulder, his eyes already closed.

When Ye Wanying carried her son back to the room, she found that her precious son was already fast asleep.

But he can't go without a bath, can he? This little guy has been playing wildly outside all day. If he doesn't take a bath, he'll definitely catch a cold tomorrow.