Chapter 28 Nian Nian's Strong Sticking (bushi)
Upon hearing this, Nian Nian's first reaction was to look at Shi Jianfeng.
"It's okay, Nian Nian, don't be afraid." Shi Jianfeng comforted him slightly and rubbed the back of his head with his rough palm.
The physical contact with her family greatly increased Nian Nian's sense of security in the unfamiliar environment. Her stiff spine relaxed slightly, and she sat on the sofa like a piece of freshly baked soft bread, soft and chewy.
He grew bolder and imitated the man, shouting, "Grandpa Jiang." After a moment's silence, Nian Nian seemed to realize her voice wasn't flowing properly and repeated it again, "Grandpa Jiang."
The voice was so soft and sweet that Jiang Shengjun was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling and kept saying yes.
Seeing this, Nian Nian became more confident. She grabbed the end of the red envelope closest to her with both hands and exerted force to bring it into her arms.
Jiang Shengjun had some evil thoughts and deliberately held the other end of the red envelope tightly.
Nian Nian didn't pull out the red envelope, so she gathered all her strength and increased her strength to pull it back again, frowning, and exerting so much force that her two bent short legs were stretched straight, and a long sound came out of her throat: "Hmm——"
"Hahahahahaha, okay, I won't fight anymore. Grandpa Jiang will let you go." Jiang Shengjun had enough of teasing, so he loosened his grip a little, and the red envelope fell into Nian Nian's hands like fish and shrimp in a net.
Cheng Huili watched Nian Nian's interesting interaction, and her mood relaxed for the first time in a long time, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.
However, this harmonious and cheerful scene never touched the other person present.
Jiang Duan.
There was not a single ripple on his porcelain-white face from beginning to end. His long eyelashes were suspended in the air, and he even blinked very rarely. His light brown pupils were staring at the ground. He was wearing a pure cotton white short-sleeved shirt, his hands resting on his knees, sitting quietly on the side, not saying a word.
Or perhaps this wasn't quietness, but rather another kind of indifference. He seemed to be detached from the scene, ignoring anyone or anything that didn't interest him.
But even though Jiang Duan was taciturn, the meeting finally got to the point. Shi Jianfeng shifted Nian Nian's little butt, adjusted the little one's sitting position, and faced Jiang Duan.
Seeing this, Cheng Huili gently placed her hands on Jiang Duan's still young and narrow shoulders from behind, and said softly, as if not afraid to startle him, "Duan, meet your younger brother, okay?"
Nian Nian still had the red envelope he had just received in his arms, pressed against his stomach through a layer of clothing. The feeling of having something in his palm made him feel at ease.
He had been keeping an eye on Jiang Duan since the moment he entered the living room.
In Nian Nian's eyes, Jiang Duan and he were in the same situation and identity. For example, among a group of adults, only he and Jiang Duan were small.
Even though the child doesn't speak.
Jiang Duan heard his mother's soft whispers in his ear, and his eyes fluctuated a little.
Being suddenly stared at by four pairs of eyes made him feel at a loss from the bottom of his heart. This emotion was not shyness or embarrassment, but rather a kind of resistance that arose instinctively, like accepting an uninvited guest into a designated area.
But...but his mother told him that he should be a good boy and be polite to his younger brother.
Jiang Duan resisted the urge to turn and run away. He raised his eyelids and said in a serious tone, as if programmed by a machine: "Hello, my name is Jiang Duan, and I'm three years old."
Cheng Huili's heart finally settled down. She pinched Jiang Duan's shoulder in a compliment and looked at Nian Nian with hope.
The silly little Nian Nian saw someone introduce themselves seriously for the first time. She straightened her back unconsciously and became serious: "I, I am Nian Nian. Papa said Nian Nian, one year old!"
After the words were spoken, Nian Nian's eyebrows curved like the little Fuwa doll, as if a bridge of friendship had been built.
"Niannian is one year old now, a very small baby." Cheng Huili continued.
These words seemed to be spoken casually, but also seemed to be deliberately repeated in Jiang Duan's ear in order to make him pay attention to this important conversation information.
Smaller than Jiang Duan.
It was logical that Jiang Duan should have called Nian Nian "brother" at this point, or asked Nian Nian to call him brother. This was something a normal, socially competent child would aspire to do. Especially since Cheng Huili had specifically taught Jiang Duan this line before Shi Jianfeng brought Nian Nian to visit.
Cheng Huili glanced at Jiang Duan's expression obscurely, as if she was expecting something to happen. For a long time, Jiang Duan's lips trembled several times, but in the end, he didn't say a word.
Only Nian Nian, who was completely unaware of the strange atmosphere around her, nodded obediently and said softly, "Well, little Nian Nian."
He was already feeling down because he was the youngest in the Shi family, and coming to the Jiang family was even more hurt. Because he was still small, Jiang Duan in front of him was obviously older than him at a glance.
Cheng Huili didn't have time to get discouraged by Jiang Duan's silence. She smiled gently and took Nian Nian's hand. "Niannian, Jiang Duan is three years old this year, two years older than you. So, from now on, you can call Jiang Duan brother, okay?"
His mother smoothed over the words, and Jiang Duan didn't need to say anything more. His lips, which had been on the verge of speaking, no longer twisted, but closed tightly. His eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his head in a evasive manner.
It's hard to tell whether he's too introverted or simply doesn't want to make friends.
However, Nian Nian, who was only one year old, could not think so much. When Cheng Huili leaned forward and gently took his little hand, he was already slightly tipsy.
Cheng Huili exuded a fragrance that was comparable to Shi Nanqi's. This fragrance was hard to capture, but it accurately entered Nian Nian's nose, making him dazed.
Adults who are as sweet as my aunt can always convince him easily.
Just calling him brother, Nian Nian is very good at it! Nian Nian already has a brother at home!
Xiao Niannian's eyes were determined. She firmly pulled back the hand held by Cheng Huili and neatly stuffed the red envelope into Shi Jianfeng's hands. With his hands empty, he vigorously propped himself up against the sofa cushions with his palms and moved closer to Jiang Duan.
He didn't stop until he felt they were at a comfortable distance. The little guy's actions were so fast that Jiang Duan was stunned for a moment, sitting there motionless, letting someone get close to him.
Nian Nian lowered her head, stretched out her short arms, and grasped Jiang Duan's hand on her knees. She blinked her watery eyes and secretly exerted her strength: "Brother, okay. Nian Nian, Nian Nian..."
His vocabulary was limited and he had forgotten some words. Shi Jianfeng chuckled behind his back and reminded him, "Nian Nian wants to make friends with your brother, right?"
"Yeah." Nian Nian, who received support from her grandfather, puffed up her cheeks again. "Brother, Nian Nian wants to play with you. Let's make friends!"
These two calls of "brother" were used with the greatest intensity of Nian Nian's usual coquettishness. If Shi Linzhuo was called like this, he would probably give all his pocket money to little Nian Nian.
As expected, Jiang Duan's reaction was dramatic. The tip of his ear twitched halfway through the sonic attack, his breathing shuddered, his eyes narrowed, and he pulled his hand back helplessly, trying to escape Nian Nian's warm palm.
Nian Nian's overwhelming enthusiasm was almost like a burn to Jiang Duan, who had not had normal communication with children of the same age for a long time.
When faced with burns, his first reaction was to escape.
This shock made him unable to adapt, and he wanted to retreat into the tortoise shell he built and hide in the world he created.
Nian Nian didn't know what he was thinking, she just felt that Jiang Duan's hand was like a timid little fish, slipping away from his hand.
How could such a stubborn child easily let go of a fish that had cunningly slipped away from his palm? Nian Nian pursed her lips, holding her lower lip, her face pouting. With a reckless move, she leaned forward, stretched out her arms, and successfully grabbed Jiang Duan's withdrawn hand.
Hold it firmly in your own hands.
He raised his head, his cheeks puffed up:
"Brother, don't run."
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