Nie Zhao didn't know that when he wasn't home, A-Han's legs were A-Yuan's seesaw.
Nie Jiajun even dragged A Yuan around all day to clean the corridor, and the little guy was not only not angry, but also very happy.
All he saw was that when Song Yuanchao spread his arms out in all directions, A Yuan wrapped his arms around his neck.
He would think, "What if I can't hold such a small child and he falls?"
He, the wet nurse, and the nanny all handled the baby very gently, holding and placing the child carefully, for fear of bumping or hitting the baby.
Song Yuanchao must be crazy, how dare he?
Moreover, he passed A Yuan to Chen Ke in a single, effortless move, just like he was playing basketball.
Doesn't he consider the child's back? What if he hurts it?
Nie Zhao pushed open the door to get out of the car. This time it was really over. Song Yuanchao, get out of here, go back to the mainland.
However, Secretary An grabbed her boss and said, "Boss, you can't."
Nie Zhao frowned, and Secretary An slammed the door shut again: "Have you forgotten where we came from?"
He added, "Infants and toddlers are too young; what if we have something on us?"
Whether you call it feudal superstition or traditional folk custom, they dug all the way down to the foundation and even found a box that had been cursed, containing teeth, hair, and some other things that had been dissolved.
Even if those things belong to Han Yuzhu and Nie Zhen, who are a family, it would definitely not be good if a young child saw them. The child might cry at night or trip and fall down by chance.
Secretary An has many children and a lot of experience in this area, so he insisted: "We cannot see the young master."
Now let's talk about the other side.
Hearing that the tunnel inside the station might lead to Zhang Ziqiang's house, Chen Rou went in with Yue Zhongqi and the others.
Chen Ke and Song Yuanchao were taking care of the child, and Chen Ke clearly had a lot of experience with children.
He hoisted A Yuan onto his shoulders and then walked towards the highway.
If it were Nie Zhao, he would have to drive when his child went out, because he was afraid his son would have to smell exhaust fumes.
But Chen Ke didn't share that view. He felt that children should breathe more fresh air. On the ring road where big cars were rushing by, he carried A Yuan to the sidewalk and waited for the traffic light to stop. Then he led him across the road towards the seaside.
A Yuan was naturally happy, grabbing Chen Ke's hair with both hands, his little head level with the truck driver's line of sight.
The truck driver saw a little guy wearing a blue mask and waved with a smile.
He released Chen Ke's hair and waved, then withdrew his hand and grabbed Chen Ke's hair again.
Nie Zhao could have chosen not to be superstitious, but when it came to his son, he couldn't help but become superstitious, and ordered Hank: "Keep up."
Just ahead is the seaside. The sand there hasn't been disinfected, and there's a lot of sewage discharge nearby. He could understand Chen Ke's thoughts—taking the child to see the sea and feel the sea breeze. But how old was his son?
Moreover, he has already chosen a location, and the child can go out to sea in a few days.
Chen Ke brought the child to such a filthy place; Nie Zhao was truly speechless.
Secretary An was completely oblivious to the situation. Seeing the car stop, she glanced at it and said with a smile, "Boss, look how happy the young master is."
Hank also said, "It's interesting; he seems to have suddenly developed a liking for walking."
At home, although A Yuan is a bit older and can walk, he prefers to climb, especially all kinds of cabinets.
He would often jump onto the cabinet, and of course, Nie Zhao would pick him up when he saw it.
He would always take the children for a walk in the yard after get off work, but A Yuan didn't like it.
He likes to play in the ball pit, but his goal is to throw all the balls out. He also likes to dig in the sand, but his goal is to throw all the sand out of the sandpit. In short, he's destructive.
But today is different; we've arrived at a dirty beach littered with Coke cans and all sorts of plastic packaging.
Unlike at home, where he would throw things out of the sandbox as soon as he jumped in, A-Yuan would destroy everything in sight.
Instead, he started walking around, carefully observing this new and exciting world.
His eyes were sparkling; Nie Zhao could see them even from that far away.
Chen Ke was very attentive to the child, bending down and holding him loosely with his hands behind his back. When A Yuan ran, he ran too.
The tiny baby stumbled as he ran, but A Yuan didn't look back and ran straight towards the sea.
He wouldn't squat before, he would just plop down, but today, probably to look at the water, he first bent over and looked for a while, then slowly squatted down, pointing at the water: "Oh?"
Chen Ke spoke Mandarin: "The sea, water."
Ah Yuan only grasped one word: "water".
Chen Ke smiled and said to Song Yuanchao, "Look at him, how clearly he speaks."
Kids are like that, they can't stand or sit still. Ah Yuan wanted to touch the water, so he stuck out his finger and splashed it.
But Chen Ke had his eye on it, and he immediately wrung it out. He then held the child and made him reach out, saying, "Come on, test the water."
It was the first time in Ah Yuan's life that he had touched seawater. He found it was cool and held up his finger, exclaiming, "Wow!"
Song Yuanchao immediately helped wipe the child's hands; if it were his own child, he probably wouldn't have been able to take such good care of him.
But this is the owner's child, who is still in the stage of sucking his fingers. If he picks up bacteria and puts them in his mouth, it will be a problem.
In fact, when it comes to playing with children, Chen Ke is far more skilled than Nie Zhao.
As he led A-Yuan on a slow walk along the beach, he took the time to pick up an empty seashell and chipped off its bottom. While the child was still exploring this new and wonderful world, the seashell made a whooshing sound.
A-Yuan stopped, turned around to look at his grandfather squatting on the ground, and exclaimed, "Whoa!" This is so funny.
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