Chapter 24 Nian Nian Can Walk

Shi Guilin lowered his eyelashes and resumed peeling the grapes: "When are we going?"

"Maybe in half a month." Shi Jianfeng said.

Half a month.

Shi Guilin thought that this was plenty of time, enough for him to teach Nian Nian to call him grandpa when she was bullied in the Jiang family.

"elder brother!"

A shout, accompanied by the sound of chaotic footsteps, came from above. Shi Guilin turned his head and his eyes fell on Shi Nanqi who was coming down the escalator.

She seemed very excited, and her steps down the stairs left afterimages. Nian Nian, who was clinging to her shoulders, had her cheeks trembling slightly due to the inertia of gravity, and it looked like she was about to be shaken silly.

Shi Guilin couldn't bear it any longer: "Slow down, why are you in such a hurry? Nian Nian is shaking like a pudding, she's going to feel dizzy."

"Oh, I'm sorry, baby." Shi Guilin said it too late. Shi Nanqi had already come downstairs and walked to the sofa. She apologized as if to make amends and kissed Nian Nian's forehead.

"Brother, listen to me!" Shi Nanqi plopped down next to Shi Guilin. Little Pudding Nian Nian sat between them, her arms around her. "You can't be a father who affects Nian Nian's future."

Shi Guilin: “?”

"I was just upstairs playing with Nian Nian and played a few songs for him." Shi Nanqi's heart was surging. "Guess what?"

Unable to contain her excitement, she spilled her beans about her discovery without waiting for the two men to respond. "Nian Nian's musical sense is simply amazing! Incredibly good for her age!"

Shi Guilin and Shi Jianfeng were both startled. After looking at each other, Shi Guilin asked with a look of half surprise and half joy, "Are you sure?"

Shi Nanqi was overjoyed and nodded heavily, saying "Hmm": "Very, very, very talented, one in a million. Now we can try to enlighten you."

Shi Jianfeng said with a smile: "Our Shi family's literary fortune has changed. We are about to produce our second little artist. I remember what my enlightenment teacher said..."

Shi Nanqi interrupted, "Teacher Qimeng, I can help! I know Teacher Xi Zhu, and I recently heard that she's planning to return to China and settle down. If she settles in Hai City, I can take the lead and have my brother take Nian Nian to visit her."

Xi Zhu is an internationally renowned pianist. Beyond her remarkable talent, her love life, including her early divorce from her husband and the birth of her only child, is also widely known, something she hasn't concealed online.

Shi Jianfeng naturally agreed. Although he had some connections in the art circle, he was not as familiar with this circle as Shi Nanqi.

Shi Guilin also agreed. For him, his sister's personal recommendation was more reliable than ten thousand competition trophies.

He fed Nian Nian a peeled grape, took out a wet towel, wiped his fingertips that were stained with fruit juice, and tapped Little Pudding's eyebrows: "Little musician Nian Nian."

"Papa." Nian Nian giggled, and her two little hands barely held together the index finger that Shi Guilin was poking at his forehead, looking like a naive baby who knew nothing about the world.

"Sir, the weeping jasmine you requested is here." The butler walked over, bent slightly, and stood beside Shi Jianfeng.

"Have you moved them down?" Shi Jianfeng asked. "Move them into the flower pots I picked out a while ago. I remember there were two pots in total, right?"

"Yes."

"Then move one pot to the greenhouse in the back garden, and move the other pot to the living room and put them there." Shi Jianfeng pointed to a place, which was the sandalwood low table right below the wall-mounted TV.

The butler received the instructions and turned around to give the order.

The transport personnel outside moved quickly and in the blink of an eye, a large pot of weeping jasmine was brought in.

The man in work clothes provided good service. A beautiful pot of weeping jasmine was perfectly placed on the inside of the low table. The soft and tough branches hung down like blooming fireworks, dotted with white buds that were about to bloom, like a string of small lanterns.

Shi Jianfeng walked forward, bent down, pinched the leaves, praised them as good, and then sat back in his original position.

Nian Nian had never seen this kind of flower before. He stretched out his two tender legs and extended them outside the sofa, his small hands grabbing the edge of the sofa cushion.

"Hey, where are you going?" Shi Guilin glanced at his movements and was afraid that he would fall off the sofa, so he hurriedly pulled the little guy to the inside of the sofa.

"Papa, take a look." His hand grabbed in the air. Shi Guilin bent down and looked in the direction of his hand. It turned out to be the pot of weeping jasmine.

Yuanyuan had crawled under the sofa at some point. He seemed to know that Nian Nian was going to get off the sofa, and he impatiently raised his front paws to scratch the sofa cushion, making a muffled friction sound.

Nian Nian saw the top of its creamy head and said to Shi Guilin, "Yuan Yuan, come and take a look too."

A cub and a dog looked at Shi Guilin with their bright black eyes.

"Okay, okay." Shi Guilin couldn't resist anymore and gave in. He held Nian Nian's back and buttocks and sent him to the carpet at his feet - the carpet was square and bordered the low table and coffee table.

Yuan Yuan's still short tail was wagging rapidly, and he circled Nian Nian twice: "Woo!"

Like some kind of secret code between friends, Nian Nian understood what she meant. She lay on the carpet, facing Yuan Yuan with her mouth wide open: "Awoo!"

Then, the two of them climbed up to the low table where the weeping jasmine was placed, panting as if they were competing.

Nian Nian has been crawling a lot these days, and Yuan Yuan plays with him all day long, running around as much as he can, causing his crawling speed to increase day by day. He is like a newborn tiger cub, rushing forward clumsily.

The clingy Yuanyuan runs much faster than Nian Nian crawls, but every time he overtakes Nian Nian by a large distance, he always turns around and waits for Nian Nian. When he gets anxious, he will use his head and front paws to push Nian Nian's fleshy butt hard.

The two little guys pushed and shoved each other for a long time before they finally reached the low table. Nian Nian grabbed the edge of the table for support and stood up shakily. Her small nose touched the bottom bud of the weeping jasmine.

“Crack.”

Shi Jianfeng and Shi Nanqi looked at Shi Guilin: "What did you shoot?"

"Nian Nian." Shi Guilin looked down at the photo he had just taken on his phone and smiled slightly. "The profile looks like a kitten."

"Papa, call Nian Nian?" Nian Nian turned around cutely when she heard her own name.

"It's okay, Nian Nian, continue looking at the flowers." Shi Guilin slid his finger, and this freshly taken photo was set as the lock screen wallpaper.

Nian Nian turned around and continued to study the flower bud. Hmm... It's white in color and smells sweet. How does it taste?

He unconsciously stuck out his tongue and smacked it twice, then reached out to pick a flower. Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand, one of the supports that maintained his balance was gone, and his feet felt weak, and he was even a little bit unsteady.

Nian Nian quickly put her hands back on the table to steady herself. A few seconds later, he changed his strategy. He pressed his forearms against the tabletop, strained to stand on tiptoe, chin lifted high, mouth open, and with a "whoosh" he bit down on the lower-hanging bud.

The flower bud fell off the branch, and as soon as it was put into her mouth, Nian Nian began to chew it like a greedy cat.

Shi Guilin and the other two were busy forwarding the side profile photo of Nian Nian to each other, and for a moment no one noticed that the protagonist of the photo was eating flowers.

Yuanyuan squatted beside him, his black nose was wet, his mouth was open, half of his tongue stuck out, and he was panting.

The cub had rich taste buds and a sensitive sense of taste. After chewing a few bites of the weeping jasmine in her mouth, the greedy Nian Nian's expression suddenly changed.

His little face wrinkled up, he stuck out his tongue, and tried his best to spit out the flower bud that had been "dismembered" by his teeth.

But even after he spat it out, the strong bitter taste lingered on his tongue like moss covering a stone.

“Wuwuwu…papa…”

Nian Nian, attacked by bitterness, burst into tears. He was so upset that he forgot to hold the table. He stood by the table alone, clutching the hem of his clothes with both hands. He took two foolish steps towards Shi Guilin, tears falling like beads with broken strings.

"Niannian, wuwuwu... Niannian doesn't want to eat anymore... Huahua, hit Niannian, wuwuwu..."