"Dad, Uncle Hai said the other day that a lot of the furniture in the house could hurt a child. How about we take Zizai out for a walk, buy some furniture, and also get him some toys?"
Yan Han had already been rejected by his son once, so this time he was smarter. He would use his father's words instead, and the little guy would probably be too embarrassed to refuse.
Yan Bo raised his eyelids and glanced at his son, thinking to himself, "So this is what happens to you now!"
While thinking sarcastic remarks, she still outwardly sided with her son, and indeed, the furniture needed to be replaced and toys needed to be bought.
"Zizai, after we finish this game, shall we go play a building block game together in the living room?"
Yanbo was equally cautious with this grandson who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Although he sympathized with his son, he didn't want to be disliked by his grandson. If his grandson was unhappy and swept him aside to his son's side, it would be Yanbo who would be the one crying.
Zizai thought for a moment, then looked up and surveyed the huge living room.
"Is it really just randomly pieced together?"
Zizai asked very seriously, but Yanbo and Yanhan both inexplicably started to shudder at the same time.
This little guy, is he planning to turn the house into a graffiti plaza?
Yan Han himself is a germaphobe, and he is extremely obsessed with certain strange details or trivial matters.
For example, regarding the furnishings in his home, he inexplicably insists on which chair should be placed in which corner, which cabinet should have an antique vase, and so on, and cannot tolerate anyone making even the slightest change.
Then, perhaps one day he will suddenly have a whim and will suddenly overturn all the previous furnishings, and then a new round of persistence will continue.
These pieces of furniture and furnishings have actually been used for several years, so it's good to replace them!
These furnishings and arrangements remain exactly as they were when Zhu Qianying was there, unchanged, because he hoped that when she returned, everything would still be the same as before.
But now that her son is back, what attracts her most to this family is her son; everything else is no longer important.
This realization left Yan Han feeling frustrated, yet helpless.
Actually, as long as she's willing to come back, he wouldn't care even if she just ignored him like a wallpaper. As long as she's willing to come back, that's all that matters!
Regarding the sudden return of his son, Yan Han not only thought that Zhu Qianying had encountered some trouble and was unable to take care of his son, but also secretly hoped that this was a test by Zhu Qianying, and at the same time, an opportunity given to him by Zhu Qianying.
“Yes, Zizai can arrange it however he likes,” Yan Han promised first.
"Moreover, Zai Zai can choose a large room on the third floor and decorate it however he wants."
Taking advantage of the fact that her son was willing to talk to her, Yan Han quickly continued.
Upon hearing this, Zizai's eyes shone with anticipation and joy, but he looked at Yanbo and asked, "Grandpa, can Zizai also have a playroom like my older brothers and sisters?"
The playroom at Beibei Guoguo is a real fascination for Zizai. Yesterday, Yanbo and his wife accompanied him there for the entire day until Beibei Guoguo came home from school, at which point he finally ran out of the room.
Before his father could answer, Yan Han immediately chimed in, "Of course! In the future, whatever Zizai wants, just tell Dad."
On the way to the furniture store, the little guy was very excited, chattering away with Yanbo and his wife.
Yan Han, who sat in the passenger seat, listened intently to what the little guy was saying to his parents the whole way.
After spending more than a day together, Yan Han had a general idea of the little guy's temperament.
The little guy is always like a little iceberg when facing his father. He doesn't want to say a word to him, and he's even reluctant to look at him.
But when he's with his parents and Uncle Hai, the little guy immediately reverts to the soft, cute, and spoiled demeanor of a four or five-year-old. For example, right now, he's nestled in Yan Bo's arms, listening intently as Yan Bo talks about the wild beasts and small animals they saw in the African rainforest.
"Grandpa, can Zizai go and play with these little animals too?"
Yan Bo nodded, "Of course!"
Yan Han felt a deep envy and resentment towards parents who could get along well with their son.
He clearly wouldn't receive much treatment from his son, even though the little guy agreed to let him accompany them to the furniture store.
As he expected, the dignified Young Master Yan was reduced to a lackey, a laborer, and an ATM on this day.
His young master kept saying he wanted to buy this and that, and he just followed behind, responsible for swiping his phone.
The worst part was that after swiping his card a few times, his young master suddenly pointed to the crowded area and said that the discounted five-yuan pillows and ten-yuan blankets were not bad.
He had no choice but to follow a large group of middle-aged women and aunties, queuing from noon to afternoon, spending several hours to finally snag the five-yuan pillow and ten-yuan quilt that the young master had said were "not bad, not bad."
But in reality, as long as Young Master Yan asks, the manager will immediately send someone to deliver these things, whether it's a pillow, a blanket, or a whole roomful.
However, since his son only pointed to the items piled up in the shopping area and said they were "not bad" or "not bad," he had no choice but to obediently run to the queue. After much difficulty, he managed to find fifteen yuan in change in his wallet and handed it to the cashier, because the sign on the counter said, "Please bring your own change!"
After paying the bill, Yan Shao grabbed his pillow and blanket and went to find his beloved son. Old Chen, who had been following him, told him, "Young Master and the old gentleman and lady are having dinner in the restaurant across the street!"
Yan Shao was stunned. Although it should have been dinner time, all the furniture and toys for his son had already been bought.
Old Chen seemed to see through the young master's thoughts. "The young master and the old gentleman have already bought all the furniture and toys. The manager should load everything onto the truck and send it over now."
Even if Yan Han were an idiot, he would have figured it out. What's more, he's not only not stupid, but quite smart.
So, the little guy directed him to buy discounted pillows and blankets just because he didn't want him to go shopping and look at them with him?
Yan Han was a little frustrated by this belated realization, but he didn't dare to complain at all. After stuffing the pillow and blanket into Old Chen's hands, he immediately rushed to the restaurant across the street.
He initially thought the little guy's request to buy pillows and blankets was just a prank to keep him out of sight, but when he got home after dinner, he realized that the prank was far from over.
The family of four returned to the Yan family home. The furniture store had already delivered all the furniture and items. The family gathered around the furniture and items, discussing how to arrange them to make them look nice.
The young master, who had always viewed Yan Han as a virus, suddenly took Yan Han's hand, then looked up at him with his little face and sweetly called out, "Daddy!"
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