Wang Daya agreed with a smile and went to the kitchen to bring the children's complementary food. "Mr. Yan, the children's complementary food is here. Otherwise, you should give the children to me. I will ask Comrade Gong to come out and feed them together."
"No, go set the table. After feeding the children, we have to eat. We have to hurry after dinner. If we are late, the train will not wait for anyone."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Wang Daya straightened up, turned around and left, and when she reached the kitchen door, she turned her head to look at them again; she saw Yan Guofeng gave a bowl to Yan Ruhai, and handed a little kid to Yan Ruhai, and the next moment the target of picking up the baby was Yan Rushan, so Wang Daya went into the kitchen with peace of mind.
Yan Guofeng said to his eldest grandson, "Dashan, come here and take Liji over to feed him the egg custard."
Yan Rushan said nothing. He took his son and placed him on his lap. He supported his son's back with one hand and leaned over to bring a bowl of egg custard. "Come on, little brat."
"Ah, numb."
"It's no use calling mom. Don't you know how heavy you are? And you keep clinging to your mom." Yan Rushan was merciless when he spoke, his disdain for his son evident in his words. After scolding his son, he held him in his arms, holding the bowl with his arm around his son's hand. With his other hand, he took the spoon from the bowl, scooped a small spoonful of food, blew it until it was warm enough, and fed it to his son. "Eat it, don't think about your mom holding you. Eat quickly and go play."
Yan Guofeng saw it all, but smiled and said nothing; he loved his great-grandson, doting on him, but not spoiling him. It was good enough for the children's father to be a strict father, without him, the great-grandfather, having to play the villain.
It was OK as Yan Rushan had experience in feeding children, but Yan Ruhai was extremely flustered while holding the child; he was afraid that the child would fall when feeding, and after feeding he wanted to quickly prepare the spoon to feed the children. This went on repeatedly, and Li Zhen in his arms was fine, but Yan Ruhai was really troubled by himself.
After feeding the child the egg custard and wiping the residue from the corners of his mouth, Yan Guofeng finally paid some attention to his grandson.
"Look at you, you're such a loser! Lizhen can even sit up, and you're still so scared. When children are young, their bones are soft, so it's normal for you to be scared. But now they're one year old, and you're still acting like this. Let's see what you'll do when you have children in the future."
Yan Ruhai: “…” He didn’t want the child anymore since he was such a difficult creature to kill.
"Grandpa, please don't say that to me. Isn't my brother like that?"
Yan Guofeng glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Look at your brother, is he the same as you?"
Yan Ruhai turned his gaze to Yan Rushan and Li Ji. Yan Rushan's feeding technique was steady and skillful, unlike the way he had let some of the fat fall on Li Zhen's small clothes. "My brother is only now getting good at feeding. He must have practiced countless times. I haven't held my nephews much, and you're still criticizing me."
"Who can I blame?" The old man hugged his great-grandson and kissed him, then glared at him unhappily, "Blame yourself for not holding me enough. Are you going to blame me for holding your nephew for you?"
So, in the end it was his fault.
Yan Ruhai was silent. It seemed that what he said made sense. He came back less often and had even fewer opportunities to hug his nephew; that was why it was like this today.
"Grandpa, I will come back often from now on and hug my nephews more often."
"Come on, you still want to come back often, you want to give people a handle." The research institute is not a paradise away from worldly affairs. To enter the institute, you need real talent and knowledge, and you need an extraordinary mind.
Ordinarily, Yan Ruhai would not be qualified in terms of intelligence alone; but since he has the influence of Zhong Yuxiu by his side, if he is not naive, no one would criticize him for these things.
Therefore, he was able to enter the research institute thanks to Zhong Yuxiu.
"Then what do you say I should do? I still haven't gotten used to holding a baby." Yan Ruhai frowned and said unhappily, "Once you leave, I won't be able to see anyone for another two months. Maybe by the time you come back, my nephews will be able to speak fluently, but I still won't know how to hold a baby."
"Your nephews are not for you to practice. You can practice them when you have children in the future." Yan Guofeng was not going to let his great-grandsons suffer. After all, his three eldest great-grandsons were his treasures.
Yan Ruhai: “.......” Damn.
A true reflection of the inner heart.
"Grandpa, the food is ready, we should go eat; Xiaohai, give the child to me, I will feed him the remaining egg custard." Seeing that the atmosphere was stagnant, Zhong Yuxiu spoke at the right time to break the atmosphere.
Yan Ruhai looked down at his nephew, then turned to look at his grandfather, and finally chose to hand the child over to his sister-in-law; he felt a little empty in his arms, but more of it was peace and happiness.
Zhong Yuxiu took the child and looked at the egg custard in the bowl. There were about five spoonfuls left. She coaxed the child to finish the egg custard, put down the bowl, and held the child on her back.
"Grandpa, put the children somewhere and let them play; we're going to eat."
"Okay, bring the wool blanket over and spread it over." Yan Guofeng had just finished speaking when Yan Rushan stood up with the child in his arms and went to the corridor next to Wang Daya's room where things were stored. He twisted a rolled-up wool blanket and untied the rope, unfolding the blanket. He placed the child on the blanket and said, "Wife, give me Lizhen."
Zhong Yuxiu didn't refuse and handed it to him; Lizhen held on to his mother's clothes tightly and refused to let go.
"You little brat, your mom didn't have breakfast and is going to eat now. Don't be a burden, or else your dad will punish you."
Li Zhen turned his head to look at him, then went back to his mother's arms; because Yan Rushan was holding half of his body, Li Zhen couldn't return to his mother's arms. This happened several times, and he got angry!
“Pah.”
A slap landed on Yan Rushan's handsome face, solid and loud.
Yan Rushan was stunned. He looked down at his son in his arms and suddenly felt that his son was indeed born to collect debts.
"Look at you, how could you hit daddy? Daddy loves you so much and gives you the best of everything. Who did you learn this from to hit others when you are unhappy?" Zhong Yuxiu patted the little guy's butt twice.
The little guy was not angry at all. As soon as he was free, he immediately returned to his mother's arms.
"Brother Yan, does it hurt? It shouldn't hurt, right? Children are weak, so hitting someone won't hurt."
Yan Ruhai was stunned when he saw that he was scolding his son at first and then starting to make excuses for him. He suddenly felt a little sympathy for his brother. He used to think that the brother and sister-in-law were loving, but now he felt that his perception was wrong.
As an elder, Yan Guofeng couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Li Zhen has a temper, and his temper is just like mine."
Yan Rushan ignored his grandfather and took his son out of his daughter-in-law's arms and put him on the ground.
"Go play by yourself, you clingy guy."
"Hahaha." The old man laughed out loud. He was happy to see his eldest grandson make a fool of himself. Don't ask why. He was just happy.
As soon as the child landed on the blanket, Li Ji grabbed his hands and feet; he couldn't run to his mother's arms. After a while, he turned over angrily and pressed his brother under him, retaliating.
The old man put Liming on the blanket as well. Little Liming climbed up to his brothers and joined in the fun. In just a moment, the three little guys ignored their mother and were having a lot of fun.
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