The little one lay on the coffee table, resting his chin on his little hand, making "squeak, squeak" sounds to amuse the bird. So the little boy started calling the bird "squeak."
Zizai and Xiaoxiao were holding water and breadcrumbs in small cups. Zhizhi only drank a little water, probably because it felt much better after its wound was treated. Right now, it was nestled in the goldfish bowl and taking a nap.
The brother and sister stayed by the coffee table for a long time until the little bird fell asleep with its head tilted to the side, then they ran off to play.
Even so, the two little ones would still run back to check on the birds every now and then. Their nervousness made Yan Shao, who had long lost his childlike innocence, find it both funny and interesting.
"Sweetie, shall we take Zizi back with us when we go back to China?"
Yan Shao was joking, of course. If he really brought this little thing along, it probably wouldn't even be able to get on a plane.
Without even thinking, Zizai shook his head vigorously, "No!"
Before Yan Shao could ask why, he hurriedly explained, "This is its home. If we take it back, it won't be able to adapt. Daddy, we can't take it back."
His son's nervous look filled Yan Shao with guilt.
He quickly reassured Zizai, "Okay, we won't take it. If its injury hasn't healed, we'll leave it in your care, okay?"
In the following days, the brother and sister were reluctant to go out because there were several chirping birds at home. However, the birds were quite badly injured and could not withstand being tossed around in the car.
Mr. and Mrs. Yanbo have lived here for a long time and consider it their home. They are not very interested in going to other places around here. This time, they came mainly because they couldn't bear to leave their grandchildren, and they had no other special purpose.
Yan Shao didn't have a particular fondness for this city, so the brother and sister preferred to stay at home with Zhizhi. The three adults also didn't want to go out. Yan Bo and his wife stayed at home playing with their grandchildren and occasionally took them out for a walk, while Yan Shao handled his official business directly at home via the internet.
Compared to the garden-like villa that the Yan family owns in L City, this villa can only be considered a small house.
The house has a total of eight to ten rooms across two floors, a garden of several hundred square meters, a swimming pool, a grove of trees, and several fields of flowers.
Of course, such a configuration would be considered a luxury home for many people.
But the brother and sister were both hyperactive children, and after two days there, they had run all over the house, from the top to the bottom and the garden outside.
Fearing that they might get bored, Yanbo and his wife took them out for a walk after breakfast that day to visit their neighbors a few hundred meters away.
The neighbors were an elderly Chinese couple who were quite surprised to see Yanbo and his wife bring a boy and a girl to their door.
Two years ago, after receiving a call from Uncle Hai, Yan Bo and his wife left in a hurry without saying goodbye to their neighbors. Therefore, they did not know that Yan Bo and his wife had returned to China to see their grandson.
Moreover, they had also heard Yanbo and his wife mention that their son probably wouldn't have children for some special reason, and if he did have children in the future, they would probably adopt them.
"Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan, these two children..."
Of course, they are also polite and well-mannered people, and they would not ask the question of adoption in front of the child.
The couple then remembered that they had said those things to outsiders before.
"Mrs. Qiao, this is my grandson Zizai, and this is my granddaughter Xiaoxiao."
Yanbo quickly brought the two little brats in front of him, and also cleared up the misunderstanding.
Zizai, always polite, bowed slightly and greeted in a clear voice, "Hello, Grandpa Qiao and Grandma Qiao!"
Xiao Xiao also bent her little body like her brother, but she couldn't say such a long string of words. She just looked up and said, "Qiao Qiao... okay!"
The two elders were immediately amused by her adorable appearance. Mrs. Qiao even bent down and looked at the little girl and Zizai with admiration.
"Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan, you two are so blessed! Look at these two children, how lovely and beautiful they are!"
When Madam Yan heard others praising her grandchildren, she felt as if she had been flattered, and she was overjoyed.
"Well, the little one takes after his father and the little one takes after his mother. Luckily, the son and daughter-in-law are not bad looking."
The Qiao couple had never met Zhu Qianying, but they had met Young Master Yan. Upon closer inspection, the boy did indeed resemble Young Master Yan remarkably.
Mr. and Mrs. Qiao welcomed the four of them into the house, and they sat together drinking tea, eating snacks, and reminiscing.
Zizai and Xiaoxiao are lively and active, but they are very well-behaved. The little girl, who is still not very steady on her feet, is especially obedient to her brother. Whenever she wants to do something outrageous, her brother can easily coax her and change her mind.
"Mrs. Yan, I really envy you for having such sensible grandchildren. No wonder you didn't want to leave after going back. If it were us, we wouldn't want to leave either."
While the two men were discussing current affairs, Mrs. Qiao sat with Old Madam Yan, sipping tea and chatting, but her eyes remained fixed on the two little ones.
"It's true that we're reluctant to leave. Before, I always told Lao Yan that I wasn't meant to be with children, and even if we had grandchildren in the future, we probably wouldn't be very close. We really thought we'd just travel around and live out the rest of our lives like this. But now, let alone going away for a year or two, even just a few days, we're not used to it. We just can't bear to leave..."
The Qiao couple immigrated with their son because they couldn't bear to leave their grandchildren. Although their grandchildren have grown up and left home, Old Madam Yan understands and deeply sympathizes with their feelings.
Zizai and Xiaoxiao played at the Qiao family's house for a while, then followed Mrs. Qiao to the backyard. The Qiao family's backyard didn't have many flowers, but it was full of all kinds of gourds and vegetables.
When Xiaoxiao saw the red and green tomatoes hanging on the tomato tree, she excitedly shouted, "Guoguo... Guoguo!"
Seeing how much the two children liked it, Mrs. Qiao took out a basket and scissors and handed them to Zizai.
"Zizai, cut off whichever one you and your sister like, and take it home to cook tonight."
Zizai glanced at Madam Yan first, and after receiving a nod of approval, happily accepted the basket and scissors. "Thank you, Grandma Qiao!"
The little girl clearly understood what was going to happen next, and mimicked her brother, saying "Thank you... thank you..." a few times.
As she spoke, she eagerly pulled Zizai toward the tomato tree with the most and reddest tomatoes.
The boy carried a basket and held scissors, while the little girl stood under the tree, clutching the biggest and reddest scissor in her tiny hand, "Red Red..."
Zizai quickly cut the tomato off and stuffed it into the little girl's hand.
The tomato was as big as an adult's fist, and the little girl held it, which was almost as big as her face, her eyes crinkling with joy.
Mrs. Qiao's backyard seemed to open up a new world for the two little ones. On the way home, Zizai said to Yanbo and his wife, "Grandpa and Grandma, shall we plant some fruits and vegetables when we get home?"
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