Yan Guofeng snorted in annoyance, "Which of my great-grandchildren isn't well-behaved? Which one isn't lovable? Look at that chubby face, look at that sturdy body. And then look at you, tall and strong, but you can't even read a child's expression. What's the use of you?"
A look of disdain on his face.
Yan Rushan:.......
Yes, like a fat little piglet.
"The pig is fat, the meat is popular, and it's pleasing."
Yan Guofeng was stunned for a moment, then he was so angry that he kicked him. "What are you talking about? If my great-grandchildren do that, who are you, who is your father, and who am I? How dare you say that to your own son?"
Yan Rushan said: "I'm not talking about you and Dad. Let's talk about the facts. You see, they are like piglets from time to time; the flesh on their faces is sagging, and the flesh on their limbs is fatter than pig's trotters..."
Yan Guofeng suddenly stood up, slapped him on the head, and looked at him fiercely.
"Still saying it, still saying it, huh?"
"Grandpa!" Yan Rushan was stunned. How could he not care about his face when he was suddenly attacked?
Yan Guofeng snorted coldly, pointed at him and said angrily: "You were not much better when you were little. You even looked down on my great-grandson. Why didn't we look down on you back then? We even raised you to this age."
"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. You even hit people." I can't say anything even if I have an opinion.
It's been years since I've been spanked by my grandfather, but now it's happening in front of my wife and all my sons. I'm completely lost in the face of it all. I look up to see my wife's reaction, and seeing her pursed lips and a smile as beautiful as a flower is truly comforting. Never mind, it's good to entertain my wife.
"Grandpa, please give me some face next time; I am the father of three children after all." It's okay to embarrass myself in front of my daughter-in-law, but it's a big problem to embarrass myself in front of my sons.
Yan Guofeng glanced at the three children who were grinning happily, and suddenly realized that he had been impulsive; however, since he had already beaten them, it was impossible for him to apologize to his grandson. It was also because his eldest grandson could not speak.
"Next time, be more careful with your words and don't blurt everything out."
Yan Rushan nodded, indicating that he understood. Yan Guofeng then let him go and said, "Go, help set the table. Don't get in the way here."
"Okay, whatever you say." Yan Rushan nodded in agreement, stood up and walked out.
When he walked out of the main hall door, Zhong Yuxiu could no longer hold back her laughter and gave the old man a thumbs up.
"Grandpa, you can still control it."
"That's right. The brat has been susceptible to this kind of talk since he was young. If he doesn't listen, just give him a beating." Yan Guofeng didn't think it was embarrassing to tell his grandson's wife these things. They were all family, and it would be bad to be too formal.
Zhong Yuxiu: I learned it!
"Grandpa, was Rushan very naughty before? Do you need to use the words 'just give him a beating if he doesn't obey'?"
"When we were little, we were naughty for a while. Xiaohai was the most naughty one. Dashan was better. He secretly encouraged others to be naughty. After the incident, he was fine, but the people who caused the trouble were beaten." So, it's not that he is not naughty anymore, but he has changed his way of being naughty.
Zhong Yuxiu chuckled. Isn't this a good thing? It turns out that he has been treacherous since he was a child.
"Did the elders in the compound tell him anything about it when he was a child?"
"Why didn't you tell them?" Yan Guofeng said with disdain, but his face was full of smiles. "Once or twice, their own child got into trouble, and they didn't notice. But if it happened too many times, wouldn't they be exposed if they asked? So, for a while, everyone in the compound said this child was very insidious and wouldn't let those children play with him. But those children were convinced by Dashan, and no matter what their family members said, it was useless. It was only later that they grew up and had their own futures that they separated."
After the breakup, it wasn't that their feelings faded; rather, they each had their own careers and wanted to have their own glory. To say that Yan Rushan relied on the Yan family wasn't entirely true. The connections he had accumulated since childhood couldn't be underestimated, and the bond that comes from growing up together is irreplaceable in many other ways.
"I didn't expect Rushan to be so popular when he was a child! It's a bit of a pity that I didn't see Rushan back then." She had never seen Yan Rushan as a child or a teenager; just from the old man's description, she could imagine how willful and frivolous Yan Rushan must have been at that time.
He has always encouraged other people's children to do bad things, which shows that he was not a well-behaved person when he was young.
"When the three of them grow up, you'll be able to see them." Yan Guofeng smiled with a kind look on his old face, and there was no trace of the cruelty he had when he beat his grandson. "Back then, Dashan looked more and more like his father. One of our three boys must look like him. I think you'll be able to see him."
It can be considered as making up for this regret.
Zhong Yuxiu nodded, looking forward to her sons growing up. "It will take a few more years for them to grow up."
"A few years have passed quickly." Yan Guofeng said with a smile and looked at her. "I heard from Dashan that you are planning a new project?"
"Well, we'll be in the lab starting tomorrow, so I might not be able to bring the kids in. I'll leave them in Goudan's care, and you and Goudan can stay with the kids in the office."
Yan Guofeng said, "We don't need Goudan to accompany us. Let Goudan help you. Didn't you say that Goudan can be your assistant robot? You've been working for so long and I haven't seen you hire an assistant. I guess it's inconvenient for you to find an assistant, and no one can keep up with your thinking. Goudan was created by you, so he should have no problem keeping up with your thinking and abilities, right?"
"Yes." Zhong Yuxiu didn't intend to hide this. "Because of the chip, Goudan is very capable, more capable than many people in our institute. Moreover, I created it, and all its abilities are my own. Therefore, it can keep up with my thinking and speed, making it a very good assistant."
"Then take it and take it to the lab."
Zhong Yuxiu turned her head to look at the old man, but saw determination in his eyes. She knew that although he was retired, he was still very concerned about the development of the country.
"Grandpa, don't worry. Once the new research is done, I'll let Rushan take over. It won't involve too many confidential matters. As long as Rushan handles it well, he'll be the leader in this industry."
These domestic companies need leaders, and Yan Rushan is an excellent choice. His parents and grandfather were both military personnel; his wife is a researcher who has made significant contributions to the country; and his younger brother also works in a military research institute. He is exceptionally capable and undeniably patriotic; with all this in mind, he's the perfect candidate.
"You guys can do whatever you want. I'm retired now and I don't care about that anymore." Yan Guofeng's tone was relaxed, but also a little disappointed.
"You have dedicated decades to this cause, and it is time for us young people to take over your baton. You should enjoy your old age peacefully, with your children and grandchildren around you, and go out for a walk and chat with friends when you have nothing to do."
Yan Guofeng glanced at his great-grandchildren, and the slight sense of loss in his heart disappeared; now in his heart, his great-grandchildren were more important than his sons, not to mention his grandsons.
"That's right! We are all old, and now is the time for you young people to strive hard; generation after generation, our country will get better and better!"
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