People often say that you can tell what a person will be like at three years old, meaning that you can tell what a baby's future will be from their nature before the age of three. Nie Zhao has been raising his son, Xiao A Yuan, all by himself, and is the person who knows Xiao A Yuan the most.
But that worried him a little. The little guy was bright-eyed and quick-witted, and his intelligence was undeniable. But not only was he tough, he also liked knives, guns, and sticks, just like his mother. He was as agile as a little monkey.
He couldn't help but worry that his son would be unable to settle down in the future, unwilling to study and manage the family business properly, and would be like his mother, always thinking about running around. Therefore, he didn't want his son to be overly focused on swords and spears.
He was directed back by the child, but when he saw the knife in Chen Rou's hand, he turned back again.
A-Yuan was confused: What is Dad going to do?
He turned his father's face towards him and said, "Look, Mommy, look!"
Nie Zhao blocked his son's head from the left and right: "That's a sharpened knife, it's very dangerous, don't look, don't look."
But this would make A-Yuan angry. He clenched his little fists and roared, "Awooo!"
Then, with a stomp of his feet, he immediately became arrogant and boastful: "Mangmang, look, baby look!"
Chen Rou's educational methods were different from Nie Zhao's. Just then, Nie Jiayu heard a commotion downstairs, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and came downstairs with his messy hair. He saw Xi Niang not far away, so he stopped and yawned.
Before he closed his eyes, he saw a silver light rushing straight toward him.
He instinctively closed his eyes, then felt something was wrong. When he opened them again, he thought he was having a nightmare, because flashes of silver light darted across his face like lightning. He instinctively stepped back, and the silver light chased after him. When he realized it was a blade, it grazed his face, nearly slicing off his nose. He stumbled back two steps and fell onto the stairs with a screeching sound like a groundhog: "Ah, ahhh!"
Realizing what had happened, he quickly reached up to touch himself. Thankfully, his ears and nose were still there. But when he looked down, he picked up a stray hair and smoothed it down. Then he saw that Chen Rou had already sheathed her knife. He asked in his soul, "Xi Niang, are you sparing my life?"
But before he could finish speaking, the knife flashed and pierced the wooden lattice of the side wall lamp, penetrating deep into the wood.
Nie Jiayu asked again, "Xi Niang, are you going to be spared again?"
Chen Rou still held the blade, picked up a strand of hair, and gestured for Nie Zhao to bring her son over. She gently tossed the hair aside, letting it fly onto the razor-sharp blade. Watching it fall to the ground in two pieces, she lightly touched the blade with her finger. It really was just a light touch. Then she looked back at A Yuan and said, "If Mommy's hand touches it, it will get hurt, and so will the baby's."
He then grabbed A-Yuan's hand and made him touch the wall: "Look, it can even penetrate wood."
She turned and walked away before sheathing the knife, swiftly sliding it back into its sheath. Chen Rou held the knife up to A Yuan and said, "Baby is still too small, not even as long as this knife. You can't touch it or play with it."
It's quite long. The scabbard is actually very simple and unadorned, without any unnecessary or fancy decorations.
But it actually shaved off half of my brother's hair!
It can penetrate hard wood, so it could also hurt a baby, right?
But the way Mom looks so cool when she carries a knife and just swings her arm to scare her brother so much he falls down on the stairs, and the way she plunges the knife into the wall is so cool too. Ah Yuan just wants to applaud.
Also, if you can't touch it because it's not as long as a knife, does that mean you can touch it once it grows to be as long as a knife?
A-Yuan turned to look at his father again: "diao, qiangqiang."
Only Nie Zhao could understand it. He said, "That's dangerous. A Yuan doesn't like it."
Although Dad is a good translator, he doesn't understand A Yuan.
He said, "No, baby, xifan!"
How could a baby not like that knife? The baby loves it!
Once it grows to be as tall as the baby, the baby can play with it.
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In other families, it's the mother's love that sews the clothes for her wandering son, carefully sewing them before his departure, fearing his long absence.
Nie Zhao himself didn't have time to accompany his son on the trip, and his wife was worried about him. He also knew that she had the same personality as A Yuan, the kind of person who knew she was wrong but would do it again next time, so he put the pressure on Secretary An and the nanny.
Nie Zhao took over a five-star hotel in the capital and had already completed the renovations. However, it was still in the stage of excessive formaldehyde levels and could not be occupied. He had to stay at the hotel he had stayed at before, but the drinking water in that hotel did not meet the purification standards of his home. Therefore, Nie Zhao had to repeatedly instruct his wife and son not to drink the water there.
Furthermore, when he went there, he discovered that the air in the capital was not only dry, but also had a lot of dust. His son grew up in Hong Kong and had always lived in an environment that had been specially purified for air, so he had to wear a mask when he went out.
Furthermore, people there generally have a smoking habit, so indoor environments are mostly filled with secondhand smoke.
Fearing that his son might be exposed to secondhand smoke, Nie Zhao instructed Secretary An that if Chen Rou went to an environment with a lot of secondhand smoke, he must try to remind her or find a way to get her to leave as soon as possible.
His son's delicate respiratory system couldn't tolerate the smell of tobacco.
Even though the preliminary preparations were 100% complete, Nie Zhao was still extremely worried, fearing that he might have overlooked something.
But since it was the capital city, and Chen Ke was there, Chen Rou was overjoyed.
As a daughter, wherever her parents are, that's where her family is. When she's going to see her father, she wishes she could grow wings and fly to the capital.
So, one parent was overjoyed, while the other was frowning and sighing.
And children, of course, like things that make them happy and that make them laugh, so it's only natural that A-Yuan loves his mother even more.
Flights to the capital are long-haul international flights, so they have to go to the large airport in the outlying islands.
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