Chapter 34 Sticky Nian Nian

After a chaotic lunch, the two little ones stood in the living room, Nian Nian clinging to Jiang Duan's arm like a little pendant, not letting go. Jiang Duan couldn't break free, so he didn't put up an excessive fight, his face calm, letting him hold him.

In the eyes of the adults, this scene was just two little balls, one lively and one quiet, stuck together.

"Brother, you are tall."

"Brother, your feet are big too."

"Brother, is there Yuanyuan?"

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He talked a lot without stopping. Sometimes, before Jiang Duan could open his mouth to answer, Nian Nian would automatically jump to the next topic.

"What is Yuanyuan?" He finally got stuck in the gap of changing the topic.

"Hmm?" Nian Nian blinked slowly, thinking awkwardly, humming in her throat, "Yuanyuan, it's Yuanyuan."

"Yuanyuan is Youyou, Niannian's."

Jiang Duan, whose emotional intelligence was at a low point, tilted his head to look at him without hesitation: "Do you have many friends?"

Nian Nian seemed to have no shortage of friends, let alone good friends. Jiang Duan rationally reasoned that he was probably the worst of Nian Nian's friends. After all, he was three years old and had never had anyone his own age who could be considered a friend.

Unexpectedly, Nian Nian shook her head: "Nian Nian's friend, brother, Yuan Yuan."

Jiang Duan's expression was impassive, but he was inwardly surprised. There were only two. He couldn't help but glance at Nian Nian a few more times.

"elder brother?"

Jiang Duan didn't say anything, but asked again: "How old is Yuanyuan? Is he older than me?"

"Hmm... Hmm..." After hanging out with Yuanyuan for so long, Nian Nian still had no idea how old Yuanyuan was. Hitting a blind spot in his knowledge, he looked for help at Shi Jianfeng, who was leaning against the tea cabinet.

Shi Jianfeng spontaneously explained to Jiang Duan: "Yuanyuan is a puppy, only two months old, and often plays with Nian Nian at home."

Jiang Duan was speechless, and a trace of silence and choking flashed across his three-year-old face.

I should have told you earlier that Yuanyuan is not a human being.

At one in the afternoon, the sun blazed high in the blue sky, its heat thickening and melting the air. Nian Nian and Jiang Duan's arms, constantly pressed together, inevitably formed a few sweat stains, sticky and hot.

Jiang Duan was a solitary person, and he didn't like to be around people. Even Cheng Huili and Jiang Shengjun, he couldn't stand being with them every minute. He hesitated several times before finally speaking: "Niannian, let go."

The high-demand baby Nian Nian was puzzled: "Brother, don't you want to hug me? Papa, grandpa, grandma, um, so many people, hug Nian Nian." The implication was that he was a popular and good baby. When the whole family in the Shi family was scrambling to hug him, Jiang Duan actually took the initiative to let him go.

The popular girl Nian Nian expressed her incomprehension.

Jiang Duan: "I'm hot."

Nian Nian's eyes were stern, her back straightened, and her hands were like palm-leaf fans, fanning Jiang Duan's face non-stop: "Brother, Nian Nian, please help me."

His hands were small and his strength was light, so the wind he created was very weak, but the frequency was high enough, like the wings of a little bee vibrating to leave an afterimage, so hardworking and adorable.

A few seconds later.

"Brother, I'm tired."

Although the cooling process lasted less than a minute, the little bee still felt very tired and kept saying so.

"No need to fan, I'm not hot anymore." Jiang Duan said.

"Yeah, Nian Nian, rest, rest," he tried his best to recall the words that Shi Lihan and Chen Yishi had been saying.

Jiang Duan said it for him: "Rest."

"Yeah!" Nian Nian cast an admiring look at Jiang Duan, who knew a lot of "high-end" words. She bent her round eyes, tilted her head, and leaned on him again.

Jiang Duan pursed his lips and let him lean on him for a few minutes. But the heat was still too intense. He stared at the toy room in front of him and suddenly said, "I have a lot of toys."

Nian Nian's eyes lit up: "Wow! Brother is awesome!"

Jiang Duan was silent for a moment, feeling like he was talking to a cow. To get Nian Nian to separate from him a little and calm down for a while, he continued, "Do you want to play? I'll join you."

Together and play were the two key words that most attracted Nian Nian. As soon as Jiang Duan finished speaking, Nian Nian responded with great vigor and confidence: "Okay. Nian Nian, play."

Elsewhere, Shi Jianfeng and Jiang Shengjun were discussing something with knitted brows. Cheng Huili vaguely heard the words of the project contract, but she didn't bother them. Instead, she led Jiang Duan and Nian Nian, who had come looking for them, to the toy room.

The toy room is spacious. Besides boxes of toys, there are also several small easels. This is because Jiang Duan loves to draw when he blocks out the outside world and loses himself in his own little world.

As soon as they entered, Cheng Huili let go of the two children and let them move freely. She lazily huddled on the tatami mat against the wall, propping up her chin and occasionally glancing sideways, acting as a supervisor.

The two little kids, with their height difference, walked hand in hand toward the toy box. Or, to put it another way, Jiang Duan supported Nian Nian, her little body swaying as she walked, like a goose, as she approached the toy box.

"What do you like to play?" Jiang Duan lay down and rummaged through the toy box.

"Nian Nian, I like buns and dumplings!" Little Dumpling counted on his fingers like a treasure, recalling the happy times he had with the sandbag dumplings.

"?" Jiang Duan was confused.

Does Nian Nian usually play with food? How do you play with buns and dumplings?

His hands paused as he rummaged through the box, and then he continued rummaging through the layers of stacked toys as if this conversation had never happened.

"This is for you. A tangram." Jiang Duan picked and chose, and finally handed him the tangram with a magnetic board attached.

Nian Nian looked at the small geometric wooden board in front of her, pressed down the largest triangular plate with her short fingers, and then released it. With a "snap", the triangular plate was re-adsorbed onto the surface of the magnetic board.

"Wow, brother!" Nian Nian, who had discovered a new world, happily handed the jigsaw puzzle to Jiang Duan.

Jiang Duan had long since worn out the tangram puzzle. He hummed indifferently, responding to Nian Nian's small emotion. He took Nian Nian's arm and moved him to the inner wool blanket.

"Apples, fish, puppies—these can all be put together using tangram puzzles," Jiang Duan said, demonstrating manually on the magnetic board. He had already mastered the puzzle technique, and showing off in front of a one-year-old was no problem.

One vivid image after another jumped into the little guy's round pupils, and Nian Nian's eyes brightened and brightened until the puppy appeared in Jiang Duan's hands. Nian Nian's interest in the tangram reached its peak.

"Yuanyuan." Nian Nian excitedly pointed to the jigsaw puzzle that formed the shape of a puppy.

Jiang Duan now knew that Yuanyuan was a puppy, so he didn't comment on Nian Nian's identification: "You play." He rearranged the tangram on the magnetic board into a square shape and pushed it in front of Nian Nian.

Nian Nian's little hands pulled the tangram puzzle under her body like a puppy guarding its food, buried it, and then pulled it out, lowered her head, and began to study it herself.

Jiang Duan watched Nian Nian tinkering with something for a while, and he felt that the scene was familiar. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that it was the kitten that often came to dig in the soil in his back garden.

Kitten. Nian Nian.

Jiang Duan established a logical relationship between the two unrelated species in his mind.

He pondered for a long time before slowly taking out a picture book and quietly flipping through it.

Just like every afternoon in the past.

The sun was slightly slanting, and the shadows of the trees were slowly spinning on the ground. It was so hot that even ants didn't go out.

Jiang Duan, who was immersed in reading a picture book, suddenly heard a barely audible humming sound in his ears.

"Bad, bad boss, you're so naughty."