Wang Daya responded with a smile and went to the kitchen to bring the children's complementary food, "Old Yan, the children's complementary food is here; otherwise, I'd better give the children to me, and I'll let Comrade Gong come out and feed them together."

"No, you can arrange your food. After feeding the children, we still have to eat. After eating, we are in a hurry, and the train will not wait for anyone after going late."

"Okay, then thank you for your hard work."

Wang Daya straightened up, turned around and left, and turned her head to look at them when she arrived at the kitchen door. Seeing Yan Guofeng handed over a bowl to Yan Ruhai and handed a little guy to Yan Ruhai. The next moment, the target of picking up the baby was Yan Rushan, Wang Daya entered the kitchen with peace of mind.

Yan Guofeng said to his eldest grandson: "Dashan, come here to bring the etiquette to feed the egg custard."

Yan Rushan said nothing, took his son and placed it on his legs, held his back with one hand, leaned over and brought a bowl of egg custard, "Come on, stinky brat."

"Ah, oh."

"It's useless to call mom. I don't know how heavy you are? I'm still sticking to you. Mom." Yan Rushan spoke mercilessly, and his dislike for his son was beyond words. After coaching his son, he wrapped his son in his arms, holding the bowl with his son's hand; on the other hand, he took a spoon in the bowl, scooped a small spoon and blew it to the moderate temperature and fed it to his son, "Eat, don't think about you. Mom can hold you, hurry up and eat and play."

Yan Guofeng saw it, but he smiled without saying a word; he loved his great-grandson, but he was not spoiled. It would be great if the children's father was a strict father, so he didn't need to be the evil man of Grandpa.

It's okay that Yan Rushan has the experience of feeding the child. Yan Ruhai was in a hurry to hold the child. When feeding, he was afraid that the child would fall, so he wanted to prepare to move the spoon down and give it to the children for food. After this, the gift in his arms was really fine. Yan Ruhai was tortured by himself.

After feeding the custard and rubbing the residue on the corner of the child's mouth, Yan Guofeng then divided his attention to the grandson.

"Look at your unreliable appearance, Li Zhen can sit up, you are still afraid of being like this; when the children were young, you said it was normal to be afraid, now they are one year old, and they still do this. If you have a child in the future, it depends on what you do."

Yan Ruhai: "..." The child is so incapable of attacking creatures, he doesn't want it anymore.

"Grandpa, don't talk about me, isn't that the case with my brother?"

Yan Guofeng glanced at him and said disgusted: "Do you see if your brother is the same as you?"

Yan Ruhai's eyes turned to Yan Rushan and Li Ji. Yan Rushan's feeding technique was stable and skillful, unlike him who had fallen on Li Zhen's chest. He said, "My brother is only feeding well now. He must have practiced it many times. I haven't hugged my nephews much, and you still said to me."

"Who can you blame?" The old man hugged his great-grandson and kissed him, and said unhappy, "You have been too late to hold your nephew. Could you blame me for holding your nephew?"

So, in the end it was his fault.

Yan Ruheimer seemed to make sense. He came back fewer and had less chances to hold his nephew. Therefore, he was like today.

"Grandpa, I often come back from now on, and hug my eldest nephews more."

"But you want to come back often, you want to be caught by someone." The institute is not a peaceful place. If you want to enter the institute, you need real talent and knowledge, and secondly, you need extraordinary minds.

In theory, the mentality is strictly arbitrary; but who has influenced him by Zhong Yuxiu? He is not naive and innocent, and people will not pick on him.

Therefore, he still gained the honor of Zhong Yuxiu when he entered the research institute.

"What do you think of? I haven't been skilled in hugging you until now." Yan Ruhai frowned and said unhappily: "When you leave, you will not see anyone for another two months; maybe when you come back, my nephews can speak quickly, but as a result, I can't hold the child."

"Your nephews are not practicing for you. Let's practice when you have children in the future." In minutes, Yan Guofeng did not intend to let his great-grandson suffer. Anyway, his three great-grandsons were his treasures.

Yan Ruhai: "..." Damn.

A true portrayal of the inner heart.

"Grandpa, the food is ready, we should go to have a meal; Xiaohai, give me the child, I will feed the remaining egg custard." Seeing the atmosphere stagnant, Zhong Yuxiu spoke at the right time to break the atmosphere.

Yan Ruhai looked down at his nephew, turned to see his grandfather, and finally chose to hand over the child to his sister-in-law; if he was empty in his arms, he was a little empty, but he was more at ease and happy.

Zhong Yuxiu took the child and looked at the egg custard in the bowl. There were basically about five spoons. She coaxed the child to finish the egg custard and put the bowl. She held the child and carried it.

"Grandpa, put the children in the place and let them play; let's go to have a meal."

"Okay, take the wool blanket and spread it." As soon as Yan Guofeng finished speaking, Yan Rushan held the child and got up and went to the corridor where Wang Daya and the others put things in the room. He twisted a bundle of rolled wool blankets, pulled open the tied rope, unfolded the wool blanket, and put the child on the blanket, "Wife, give me the gift."

Zhong Yuxiu did not refuse and handed it to him; Li Zhen, the child, grabbed him tightly, and his mother did not let go of her clothes.

"Boy, your mother hasn't eaten breakfast, so she has to go to eat now; don't be a burden, otherwise, don't blame your father for dealing with you."

Li Zhen turned his head and glanced at him, turned around and tugged into his mother's arms. Because Yan Rushan hugged half of his body, Li Zhen could not return to his mother's arms. He became so popular several times!

"Bang."

A slap on Yan Rushanjun's face, solid and loud.

Yan Rushan was stunned and looked down at the son in his hand, and suddenly felt that his son was indeed born to collect debts.

"Look at you, how can you beat your dad? Dad loves you so much; you give you the best of everything. Who did you learn to hit someone if you are unhappy?" Zhong Yuxiu slapped the little guy's butt twice.

The little guy was not angry at all. As soon as he got freedom, he immediately returned to his mother's arms.

"Brother Yan, does it hurt? It shouldn't hurt, right? A child is weak and it doesn't hurt to hit someone."

He was still scolding his son before, but then he started to excuse him. Yan Ruhai was stunned when he saw him. Suddenly he felt a little sympathetic to his brother. He had thought his brother and sister-in-law were loving before, but now he felt that his cognition was wrong.

As an elder, Yan Guofeng couldn't help laughing, "Li really has a temper, this temper looks like me."

Yan Rushan ignored his grandfather and took his son out of his wife's arms and put it on the ground.

"Go to play by yourself, and you're a clingy sperm."

"Hahaha." The old man laughed loudly. Seeing his eldest grandson get embarrassed and betrayed, he is just happy. Don't ask why, being happy is just happy.

As soon as the child got on the blanket, he was caught by the Book of Rites. He wanted to run into his mother's arms and had no choice but to run. After a moment, he turned over and pressed his brother under him, and fought back for tooth.
Chapter completed!