Seeing the two children's aggrieved expressions and red eyes, Han Yiyi narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the three members of the Han family, and then slowly squatted down beside the two little ones.
First, she raised her hand and gently rubbed their little faces before asking softly.
“Tell your mother what happened…”
Upon hearing Han Yiyi's question, the two finally spoke.
"He not only stole my sister's little wooden sword, but he also broke it, which is why we pushed him..."
"Yes, Mother, he's so rude..."
It turned out that Han Xiaojiang saw the two little ones playing with wooden swords in the yard and wanted to play too.
Seeing that the two ignored him, he tried to snatch it. Zi Hui, who was closer to him, was not paying attention and he actually managed to grab the small wooden sword from her hand.
He held the small wooden sword, twirled it a few times, then found it uninteresting and broke it, throwing it to the ground.
The two girls' little wooden swords were made for them by Nangong Yuan. He would show them a few moves every day when they practiced martial arts, and the two girls liked them very much. Now that the fat man in front of them had worn them out, they were very angry.
The two little ones were already angry when they saw Han's mother hitting Han Yiyi. They instinctively disliked this fat man who had come with Han's mother and the others. Now that he had broken their little wooden sword, they were even angrier. So they went up and shoved him hard to the ground.
Although Han Xiaojiang was three or four years older than the two, and was also fat, he was not in the same league as the two little guys in terms of weight.
However, the two little ones' martial arts training during this period was not in vain. Zicheng gave him a push from the front, while Zihui gave him a sweeping kick from behind, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Seeing this scene, Nangong Yuan couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. He hadn't stopped the little fat boy from snatching Zi Hui's little wooden sword earlier because he wanted to see the results of the two little ones' training over the past few days. Looking at the little fat boy lying sprawled on the ground shouting, Nangong Yuan nodded slightly and thought to himself, "Looks like the results are pretty good."
Hearing what the two little ones said, before Han Yiyi could even speak, Han's mother spoke first.
"What do you mean he stole your little wooden sword? It's just a broken piece of wood. If it breaks, it breaks. Just make another one. How could you push someone like that? What if he got hurt? Besides, he's just a child. If he wants to play with it, let him play with it. If you just let him play with it, would he have taken it from you? Come here and apologize to your cousin..."
After listening to Han's mother's words, Han Yiyi truly gained a new understanding of this old woman.
“Mom, Xiao Jiang is a child, but aren’t Zi Cheng and Zi Hui children too? He’s three or four years older than Zi Hui and the others, and he even tried to snatch his younger siblings’ things. And he thinks he’s right? Besides, the things originally belonged to Zi Cheng and Zi Hui. They can let others play with them if they want, and they can’t if they don’t want to. No matter who it is, it won’t work. Pushing them over is the least of our worries. If there’s a next time, we’ll just start a fight…”
He turned to the two little ones and spoke softly.
“You did nothing wrong, you don’t need to apologize to anyone. It’s your own stuff, you can share it if you want, or not share it if you don’t want to. If someone tries to take it from you, just fight them back, understand?”
Upon hearing Han Yiyi's words, the two little ones nodded with shining eyes.
"Alright, go play. Let your brother Yuan make you an even prettier one. Just make sure you protect it well next time, so it doesn't get stolen again..." After saying that, she ignored the three members of the Han family, turned around and went back to the kitchen. She put two of the three eggs that she originally wanted to put into the flour back in.
The three members of the Han family were momentarily stunned when they heard Han Yiyi scold their beloved grandson and then turn and leave. When they came to their senses, Han's mother called out towards the kitchen.
"You brat, how are you raising this child? If you raise her like this, she'll never amount to anything..."
Meanwhile, Han Xiaojiang, who was still sitting on the ground, saw that Zicheng and Zihui had left without apologizing to him, and shouted even louder.
"Make them apologize to me, make them apologize to me! What I want is mine, it's mine! Dad, go and beat them up..."
When Han Xiaojiang lived in Han Family Village, he was used to being a little tyrant. He would snatch anything he wanted, and if he couldn't snatch it, he would make his older brother and sister-in-law snatch it for him. As a result, no other children in Han Family Village wanted to play with him.
At this moment, Brother Han and Sister-in-law Han saw their son crying on the ground and felt heartache. They quickly leaned down and whispered something in his ear.
Hearing his parents' words, Han Xiaojiang glanced at the swing in the yard, then looked around the yard, his eyes brightening, and he stopped crying the next second.
Seeing this, Brother Han and Sister-in-law Han exchanged a glance and thought to themselves, it seems their son also likes this courtyard, that's good.
They had observed everything carefully. Even the water used in the courtyard was spring water directly drawn from the back mountain, which was much better than having to run a mile to fetch water from a well at their own home. They really liked everything about the house, and seeing that their son liked it too, they were even happier. With so many rooms, their son would have enough room to live in even after he got married.
At this moment, the couple was already making plans in their minds about how they would live in this house from now on.
Han's mother didn't know what her son had said to her beloved grandson, but seeing that he had stopped crying, she was relieved and quickly spoke again.
"Okay, baby, don't cry. It's just a piece of broken wood. Grandma will buy you a prettier one in town another day. We don't care for those. Are you hungry? I'll have your aunt make you some eggs..."
As she spoke, she turned her head and called out towards the kitchen.
“You brat, your nephew fell and suffered a lot. You should boil him two eggs to help him recover…”
Han Yiyi, who was making pancakes in the kitchen, rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky when she heard what her mother was saying outside. She thought to herself, "If she keeps adding more, the pancakes will turn into balls..."
Han Yi placed the pancakes on the table and frowned slightly as he watched the group wolf them down. Han Xiaojiang, in particular, was grabbing the pancakes with both hands and stuffing them into his mouth.
Han Yiyi suspected that he didn't chew at all, but swallowed it directly. Although Han's older brother and sister-in-law didn't swallow it directly, they were still eating it with gusto, which was astonishing. Han's mother, on the other hand, was much more refined. She just kept putting food into Han Xiaojiang's bowl while saying something.
"Baby, eat more, being chubby brings good fortune..."
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