"Why don't you take more?"
The little dumpling replied in a soft, glutinous voice, "Let's eat together with Great-Grandpa, Grandpa, Uncle, and Dad."
Upon hearing this answer, the old man laughed and said, "Not bad, not bad, a good child." He then looked at Ye Wanying and exclaimed, "Little Ye, you've taught this child very well!"
Sigh, being praised like that by an old man made Yingying quite uncomfortable.
"Alright, go play your games, I'm going to take a nap too."
I've wanted to go out for a long time, but I couldn't interrupt the elders' conversation out of politeness. So when I heard the old lady's words, I immediately said, "Good afternoon, Grandma Hui."
You could tell how eager the little guy was just from his tone.
Ye Wanying smiled and then went with her son to the outside of the manor. The huge open space was comparable to a football field, with a cobblestone path in the middle and all kinds of flowers planted on both sides. The flowers bloomed continuously in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it really felt like a paradise on earth.
After walking along the cobblestone path, there is a flat area near the gate, covered by a transparent awning. A punching bag for boxing practice hangs on a pillar next to it, which is probably used by Commander Gu.
"Okay, baby, this is it."
The little guy, who had been walking excitedly ahead, finally stopped.
Ye Wanying walked curiously to the sandbag and took a look, then punched it... Goodness, it wasn't filled with ordinary coarse sand, but rather soft sand from the beach, so it wouldn't hurt her hand when she hit it.
"Son, come on, give it a try."
Tuanzi saw his mother's punch, and without needing to be taught, he threw a punch with his tiny fist...
"Mommy, why didn't it dent?" When Mommy punched it, it dented a lot.
"Pfft, that just means you're not strong enough."
The little one disagreed: "No, Tuanzi is incredibly strong. She eats a lot of rice at every meal."
"Then come here and give it another try."
"OK!"
The little guy, without any instruction, started moving his arms and legs, doing warm-up exercises, and occasionally making humming and hawing sounds.
Ye Wanying looked around at the various training equipment and suddenly realized that this was really a good place, as it had almost all the equipment that could be used for training.
Seeing her son's chaotic and disorganized preparations, she couldn't bear to watch: "Stop...!"
"Mommy?"
"Follow my movements."
The humble servant had no objections and immediately stood up straight.
However, during the subsequent warm-up exercises, the little guy caused quite a few funny incidents.
With a cry of "Ouch~", the little person tripped over himself and fell flat on his back, his short legs still dangling in the air.
Ye Wanying couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The poor little one immediately pouted, looking wronged: "Mommy, why are you still laughing? I already fell..."
It wasn't just Ye Wanying who was laughing. What the little guy didn't see was that behind the window of a room on the second floor of the villa, Commander Gu was also laughing heartily at his grandson's embarrassed expression.
Meanwhile, Gu Ziling, Gu's second uncle, was also smiling with his eyes narrowed.
"Pfft, this little dumpling really is a dumpling!"
Commander Gu was not happy that his grandson was being laughed at by his nephew: "Your parents should have gotten off the train by now. As their son, you should go and pick them up."
Tsk...
All you did was laugh at your grandson, and you kicked him out.
After Gu Ziling left, Commander Gu continued to stand by the window and watch...
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