As for Zizai, it was the little chick in the bird's nest on the tree branch, a little chick crying for food, and it was an injured little chick that was recuperating.
"Dad, let's go inside. I'll thank my older brother later when I see him."
That evening, Yan Ting, the elder brother Yan Shao had mentioned, finally appeared at the dinner table.
Because Yan Bo married late and became a father late, there is a significant age difference between his son Yan Shao and Yan Ting.
At over fifty years old, Yan Ting was more than qualified to be Yan Shao's father, both in terms of age and presence.
Therefore, in Zhu Qianying's eyes, Yan Ting, whom she had only met once at the wedding, was more like a father to Yan Shao than Yan Bo, who was his father.
Zhu Qianying noticed that, probably because of his political career, Yan Ting was very similar to his father Yan Yuan, both with serious and unsmiling faces. In contrast, the gentle Yan Bo and the hard-to-define Yan Han seemed like outliers in the Yan family, a family of officials for generations.
I reckon that when Zizai grows up, he'll be an oddball in Lao Yan's family too.
Zhu Qianying came to this conclusion entirely because ever since Zizai returned to the Yan family, he has been like a lively butterfly, flitting about in front of everyone in the Yan family, from Old Master Yan to Yan Ting's son, who is also Zizai's cousin, and they are all very happy with him.
Even the serious father and son, Yan Yuan and Yan Ting, were completely powerless against Zizai's smiling diplomacy. They went from being serious and reserved at the beginning to being able to do affectionate things like rubbing their faces against the little guy later.
If a beautiful woman is a powerful tool in social situations, then a lively and clever child is a versatile lubricant in the family.
In a large family, if there is such a child, the relationships between family members will definitely be much more harmonious.
Anyway, at present, Zizai is the youngest in Lao Yan's family. Coupled with his lively personality and handsome little face, he is the apple of everyone's eye.
After dinner, the whole family sat outside in the yard chatting.
The temperature in Beijing is lower than in L City. Sitting in the courtyard at night, a cool breeze blows through the big locust tree in the yard, the rustling sound sometimes loud and sometimes soft, accompanied by the laughter of the Yan family, making people feel comfortable.
At first, the little guy was chasing after his older cousins in the yard, but when he got tired, he snuggled into Yan Shao's arms, blinking his eyes as he listened to the elders chatting.
With elders present, the topic of children inevitably came up again. This time, it wasn't Grandpa Yan or Grandma Yan who spoke first, but Yan Shao's cousin, Yan Ting.
"Xiaohan, you and Ying'er are still young. It's time to respond to the country's call and have a second child."
As always, Yan Shao deftly deflected the issue, saying, "Brother, let things take their course; there's no rushing it."
Zizai then raised his head and tugged at Yan Shao's face, "Go, Daddy!"
The little guy's words made all the elders in the yard who understood matters of cultivation burst into laughter, except for Young Master Yan, who was slightly embarrassed.
How can a five-year-old kid possibly smile when he's being encouraged in some way?
Zhu Qianying, who could be considered an ally of Yan Shao, was actually having a very hard time suppressing her laughter.
Of course, she dared not laugh. After all, no one knew better than her whether he needed to refuel, and she didn't want to be bedridden tomorrow.
After everyone finally stopped laughing, Yan Ting smiled and gave his closing statement on the matter.
"That's right, Xiaohan, you need to keep up the good work. Our Yan family hasn't had any big celebrations for many years."
As soon as Yan Ting said this, he immediately received a response from Old Master Yan and Old Madam Yan.
Young Master Yan only had one mouth; how could he possibly withstand the barrage of words from these elders? He could only manage a wry smile and reply, "Hahaha, I'll do my best!"
After saying that, he secretly pinched the little guy in his arms. The little guy thought his dad was tickling him and giggled as he snuggled into Yan Shao's arms.
The whole family sat in the courtyard until after nine o'clock. Grandpa Yan and Grandma Yan didn't have the energy of young people. After yawning a lot, they told their great-grandson and the servants to push them back to bed.
The little guy nestled in Yan Shao's arms, yawning repeatedly. Seeing this, Zhu Qianying teased her son's face, "Baby, Mommy will take you to take a bath and go to bed."
Yan Shao glanced down at his son, who was already in a daze, and stood up, supporting his little bottom with one hand and wrapping his arm around his waist with the other.
"I'll go with you; we need to give him a bath."
So, the couple said goodnight to Yan Yuan and Yan Bo and their elders, and together carried their son back to Yan Shao's bedroom.
Originally, as a member of the Yan family, Zizai should have had his own bedroom in this large courtyard house. However, given his current condition, neither Young Master Yan nor Zhu Qianying felt comfortable letting him sleep alone.
Therefore, even if the little guy didn't mention it, the two of them naturally carried him back to Yan Shao's bedroom.
Yan Shao helped the little guy take a bath in the bathroom, which was much smaller than the one in the villa. He himself got wet too.
The father and son walked out of the bathroom door, both soaking wet. Zhu Qianying was already waiting with a large bath towel, which she wrapped up and took from the little guy. "Go take a shower, I'll put Zizai to sleep."
To say it was just a ploy was a bit of a lie.
After drying the little guy, Zhu Qianying had him sit on the bed leaning against her, and then used a hairdryer to dry his hair.
As she blew on it, the little guy leaned against her, drooping his head and falling asleep.
After drying his hair, Zhu Qianying carefully laid him flat on the bed, covered him with a blanket, and stood by the bed. Looking at him sleeping so soundly and sweetly, Zhu Qianying couldn't help but smile and shake her head.
"Really like a little pig..."
Yan Shao, who had just finished showering, added with a smile.
"A sleepy, mischievous little pig!"
With her back to him, Zhu Qianying couldn't help but chuckle. "Tsk, you really are petty. You still remember your son's 'Go for it!'"
"I'm not petty at all. I was just too embarrassed to explain to him in front of so many people. If I needed help, this brat wouldn't exist."
"You say you're not petty? He's just a five-year-old kid, why are you arguing with him?"
As Zhu Qianying spoke, she turned to look at Yan Shao.
Since Yan Shao hadn't brought any change of clothes, he simply wrapped a towel around his waist and came out after taking a shower.
Of course, given Yan Shao's fastidious personality, Zhu Qianying rarely had the chance to see him come out of the bathroom naked and covered in water droplets.
Even with his clean-cut appearance, his perfect abs and model-like physique still made it impossible for Zhu Qianying to look away.
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