In the Rong family, it was not his turn to discuss Zhao Zhao's education issues. When the "humble" Rong Yu brought Zhao Zhao back home, old man Rong, who was reading a newspaper on the sofa on the first floor, immediately put down the newspaper and came up to greet him happily.
"My dear grandson, where did Daddy take you today? Was it fun?"
"Tsk~" Rong Yu followed behind the two grandparents and shook his arm which was numb from being pressed by Zhao Zhao.
You little bastard, you are deliberately torturing me.
"I'm going upstairs."
He couldn't guarantee that this rebellious son, who would neither be softly nor harshly treated, would not complain to the old man, so it was better for him to run away first.
It turned out that he was overthinking it. After Zhaozhao saw his grandfather, he didn't mention what happened today at all. He concentrated on making his grandfather happy. The old man was so happy that the wrinkles on his head were wrinkled into a ball.
"Grandpa caught a really big fish today. How about taking Zhao Zhao to see it now?"
Seeing that Zhao Zhao was in good condition, he took him directly to the back garden.
Mr. Rong likes fishing, so he opened a private pond in the back garden to raise some rare and precious fish. At the same time, the small fish he caught would also be put into this pond.
There is no fence around the pool, and no one has dared to bring Zhao Zhao here to play, so the first contact is particularly novel.
"Grandpa, you're so beautiful~" Zhao Zhao stayed obediently in Grandpa Rong's arms, her eyes shining, her voice in a babyish tone, and she was extremely well-behaved.
Grandpa Rong was in a good mood as he introduced Zhao Zhao to the strange fish in the pond. Education should start from childhood, and he was broadening Zhao Zhao's horizons in a subtle way.
......
The next day, Old Man Rong, possessed by his own desires, enthusiastically proposed taking Zhao Zhao fishing. Rong Yu, with a sullen face, forcefully pushed him into the car, "Dad, if you're still dreaming, why don't you go back to sleep for a while?"
Mr. Rong blew his beard and glared: "Yesterday Zhao Zhao was even acting like a spoiled child with me, wanting to go fishing with me."
Rong Yu said lightly, "Are you willing to let your fair and tender grandson follow you into the desolate wilderness to feed mosquitoes?"
"Also, you old fool, what if you lose Zhao Zhao and fail to keep an eye on him?"
As he said that, he slammed the car door shut: "Xiao Wang, drive." The car door blocked the old man's flushed face. Rong Yu went upstairs with an indifferent expression and opened Zhao Zhao's door.
In the pink room, Zhao Zhao was sleeping sprawled out in his crib.
Rong Yu leaned over and stared at the sleeping cub. A hint of tenderness unconsciously flashed in his eyes. He looked for a moment and finally said, "Little princess, wake up."
He stretched out his pampered slender fingers and gently poked Zhao Zhao's fair face. Suddenly, his fingers were guided by the cub's two hands to caress his face.
"Dad..." Zhao Zhao called out softly unconsciously.
Rong Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart skipped a beat. The fingers that were held by Zhao Zhao suddenly lost their strength and trembled slightly with nervousness.
"Zhao...Zhao..." he repeated stiffly, his excited eyes unexpectedly meeting Zhao Zhao's slightly opened clear eyes.
"Stinky Rong Yu..." Before he could fully come to his senses, he cursed subconsciously when he saw this face.
When Rong Yu heard this, he felt inexplicably relieved, then came to his senses and cursed inwardly.
Damn, could he be a masochist who likes to hear his son scold him?
Fortunately, he felt much more comfortable: "Get up." His voice was a little loud, and Zhao Zhao glared at him with disgust.
well.
Rong Yu leaned over and gently lifted Zhao Zhao out of the crib, saying to himself, "I'll go shopping with you this morning, and you'll go to work with me this afternoon."
Zhao Zhao:?
"I have plenty of clothes." No need.
Grandpa, aunt, and many other relatives would take him out shopping every time they saw him. It can be said that the thing Zhao Zhao lacked the least was clothes.
Rong Yu was silent. He had always known that Zhao Zhao was very favored in the family, but... Rong Yu glanced at Zhao Zhao's cloakroom and was almost blinded by the all-pink glare.
.....If it was just clothes a normal boy would wear, it would be fine, but he discovered that there was a skirt underneath!!!
Rong Yu kept smiling at Zhao Zhao: "Your clothes don't look good, don't wear them in the future." He has the best taste.
"Stinky Rong Yu! Your clothes are ugly!"
Zhao Zhao was furious and roared, then slapped Rong Yu's arm with his backhand, leaving a small slap mark.
Rong Yu: ...(smiles) "Your! clothes! are! ugly!"
“Bang!”
Another slap finally convinced Rong Yu. So, early in the morning, two stern faces appeared at the dining table, causing the nanny to look at each other in bewilderment: "Sir, is your breakfast not to your liking?"
Rong Yu took a bite of the shrimp dumpling with a blank expression: "It's delicious."
After a long mental preparation, he turned his head and looked at the cub that was making a fuss in the child seat, and said in a slow voice, "Ancestor, would you like to eat something?"
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