Wen Bao'er spotted Jiang Peitian first, and she held up her black teddy bear and shouted:

"Grandpa, why do you look just like my dog? Dad specially brought this one from someone else's house for me today. You two look so alike."

Everyone looked up and burst out laughing.

Jiang Peitian felt utterly humiliated, and without hesitation, he walked towards his room:

"Keeping a dog is unhygienic; it's covered in bacteria. Aren't you worried about your child getting sick? Get rid of it as soon as possible."

Jiang Chengjin chased after him, blocking his path, and reached out to hug him, saying:

"Grandpa, let me touch it."

Jiang Peitian tried to leave, but his path was blocked again. In that brief moment, the voice that haunted him rang out once more:

"With your hairstyle, even I, at my age, can't get a perm."

Wen Jiaojiao couldn't help but burst out laughing again:

"Actually, she really does look quite young."

Wen Zhaoye replied without any hesitation:

"Indeed, they're as young as grandchildren."

Jiang Chengjin stretched out her chubby little hand to cover her mouth, but couldn't hide her laughter as she said:

"Like a grandson, hahaha."

“Children shouldn’t interrupt adults.” After saying this, Jiang Peitian picked up the child and sat down on the sofa, addressing the others:

"Alright, now that you've said it, don't say it again."

"Your hairstyle isn't even as good as the shaved head I got for 1 yuan at Li Si Guai Zi's place."

Wen Xiaojian shaved off all his white hair years ago, and now he wears a hat every day, which is quite relaxing. As he spoke, he lifted his hat and rubbed his head.

Jiang Peitian gritted his teeth and said:

"This hair was designed by a professional stylist, not something done by a street barber."

Wen Xiaojian said sincerely:

"I know, isn't that just saying it's not as good as it is?"

Jiang Peitian picked up Jiang Chengjin:

“Come on, Grandpa will take you for a walk. There’s no way to talk to these people.”

The villa is surrounded by gardens, and other residents live nearby; they are all prominent figures in the city.

Jiang Peitian was carrying Jiang Chengjin for a walk in the park when suddenly an elderly woman approached and said:

"Is this your son? He's such a lovely boy."

Jiang Peitian couldn't help but smile, and he ran his hand through his hair, saying:

Do I look that young?

"Judging from your hairstyle, you look like a troublemaker, so it's not surprising that you're so old and have a child." The old lady didn't read books or newspapers, so she didn't know Jiang Peitian and spoke bluntly.

Jiang Peitian's face immediately turned ugly, and he suppressed his temper, saying:

“I am his grandfather.”

"What he did was inhuman. He's a father, but he insists on calling himself a grandfather."

After the old woman finished speaking, she curled her lip and left, ignoring Jiang Peitian's explanations and continuing on her way.

Jiang Peitian said to the child in his arms in an annoyed tone:

"You're always so talkative at home, but when someone was speaking just now, didn't you even call him 'Grandpa'? To set the record straight for me?"

"You once said at home that children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking."

Jiang Peitian hesitated for a moment, then said:

"If something is wrong like this, you can help explain it appropriately."

Jiang Chengjin nodded obediently and said:

"OK."

A chubby man with a protruding belly walked over and said:

"Mr. Jiang, taking care of your grandson?"

Jiang Peitian put Jiang Chengjin down, his eyes crinkling with a slight smile:

"yes."

The man put his granddaughter down to play by himself and chatted idly:

"By the way, why haven't I seen Madame Chiang for so long?"

Jiang Peitian chuckled:

"She went on vacation and insisted that I go with her, but as you know, I'm still managing the company, so I don't have the time."

So I had to let her go scout out the place by herself first, and then I'll go with her after I retire."

"Meijing is so good to you. My husband, when I ask him to go out for a walk, he absolutely refuses to go out, saying he's tired."

The man believed it to be true; after all, at his age, it was unheard of for someone like Qi Meijing to want a divorce.

Suddenly, a soft, childlike voice sounded beside me:

"Grandma Qi was going to divorce Grandpa, which is why she went on a trip alone. She didn't say she was going to take him with her."

Jiang Peitian's face darkened instantly. He stiffly lowered his head, only to see Jiang Chengjin speaking with a righteous expression:

"Grandpa, you just said that if someone says something wrong, you have to explain yourself. See how obedient your grandson is?"

The man looked embarrassed and, upon hearing such a shocking revelation, was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

Jiang Peitian's mind worked extremely fast, and he chuckled softly:

"You can't take children's words seriously. My dear grandson is really good at talking."

The man nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes."

Jiang Chengjin, not understanding the adults' thoughts, bluntly stated:

"But Grandpa's hairstyle was specially done for Grandma Qi, I'm not lying."

Jiang Peitian could clearly feel the gaze of the man in front of him, as well as everyone around him, fixed on him.

With a stern face, he scooped up Jiang Chengjin and headed home without even saying goodbye.

"You debt collector, are you only happy when your grandfather is driven to death?"

Jiang Chengjin said with a look of dissatisfaction:

"You taught me all those words, so why are you blaming me?"

Jiang Pei's weather is not bad:

"Can't you be a little more flexible? You have to say exactly what I tell you?"

Jiang Chengjin crossed her arms and turned her face away from him, saying:

"Then what you're teaching is wrong."

Wen Zhaoye and Wen Jiaojiao were watering the flowers in the front yard with their two children when they saw Jiang Peitian and said:

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