That's interesting.
Jiang Jiang looked like she had been raised very well and meticulously, with a fair and tender face, and beautiful and delicate eyebrows and eyes. She looked like the kind of child who was very picky and needed to be chased around and fed.
However, he was a child who didn't pick and choose anything; as soon as the plate was placed on the table, the little guy would sit down and eat.
He doesn't pick and choose from celery, spinach, bean sprouts... He stuffs both meat and vegetables into his mouth, eating with great relish.
He chose the dishes, but Jiang Jiang ate them with great relish, and even her eating manners were unusually graceful.
Although he is still quite young and not very skilled at using chopsticks, you can tell that he is trying very hard, unlike other children who eat with their hands and mouths all over their mouths.
And remarkably, he also seems to have good manners.
He and Gu Yanjun each had a bowl of rice and shared the dishes from the same plate.
Although the little one couldn't hold chopsticks properly, he was very disciplined and only picked up food from his own side, never picking at or grabbing food randomly.
As soldier Qin Weili passed by carrying his meal tray, he couldn't help but praise him—
"Gu Tuan, you're back? Your son is so well-behaved, he's so adorable."
"Even eating is so well-mannered; you must have been carefully taught to behave like this for a long time, right?"
“Sigh, my little rascal practically lies on the table when he eats, stirring his chopsticks around in the dish... We can’t seem to learn no matter how we try to teach him, so we’re afraid to take him out to eat for fear of embarrassing him.”
Do you have any tips for raising children? Could you share them with me sometime?
Qin Weili originally intended to get closer to the regimental commander who had just been transferred back.
Before Gu Yanjun could say anything, Jiang Jiang, who had been eating quietly, became unhappy. She immediately put down her chopsticks, looked at him seriously, and wagged her index finger.
"Uncle, don't talk nonsense. I'm not Gu Yanjun's son. I just live with Gu Yanjun."
The little guy patted his chest, a hint of pride on his face: "I'm a high-ranking person! I'm not just some ordinary kid like you!"
Qin Weili thought Jiang Jiang was joking, so he smiled and asked along with him.
"You little brat, how high could your seniority be?"
Jiang Jiang explained earnestly, "Gu Yanjun is my nephew, and I'm his uncle! How high do you think our generation is?"
Qin Weili: ?
"Uncle... Uncle?"
Such a tall and imposing commander like Commander Gu has an uncle who's this short?!
Commander Gu's grandparents...
Qin Weili met Gu Yanjun's gaze and awkwardly gave him a thumbs up.
"Grandpa and Grandma... they're really still going strong!"
Gu Yanjun's face darkened. He ignored him and turned to stare at Jiang Jiang instead.
"Enough talk, let's eat!"
Jiang Jiang gave him a strange look.
"Why should I say less? This is how it is. Do you want to rebel against the Heavenly Gang?"
"Let me tell you, you can be careless about other things, but you must make sure that seniority matters are clearly defined!"
"Gu Yanjun, I'm your uncle, tell me if you acknowledge me or not!"
Gu Yanjun covered Jiang Jiang's mouth with a blank expression.
Just as Jiang Jiang was about to struggle, Gu Yanjun swiftly stuffed a mouthful of steamed bun into her mouth, silencing her.
"Eat your food and shut up!"
Jiang Jiang initially frowned and stared at Gu Yanjun with some anger, but then seemed to understand something and chuckled.
"Gu Yanjun, you wouldn't be feeling embarrassed because you think your nephew isn't as charming or popular as me, your uncle, would you?"
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