"Didn't you think about seeing little Zhaozhao every day before? Now that you have come to Shanghai, can you rest assured if you don't go and see her?"
When Yang Huaping was still saying that he could not embarrass his daughter-in-law, Yang Qian's words hit his weak spot.
Even though his son Yang Qian and daughter Yang Shihan have left their hometown one after another to study and work in big cities outside, Yang Huaping seems to have no feeling of reluctance at all and feels liberated - after all, he can live the life he has lost for more than 20 years.
I don’t know how nourishing my free life is.
But the birth of Yang Xiaozhao broke Yang Huaping's state of freedom for less than two years. He missed this little granddaughter who he had never met but had only seen on his mobile phone.
Every night I go to see Yang Xiaozhao via video call. Yang Huaping is always smiling from ear to ear, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes have grown to several feet long!
Then when he went to work during the day, he was also keen to show videos of his little granddaughter to his colleagues in the unit, just to get a few compliments from them.
This time I came to Shanghai to participate in Yang Xiaozhao's full moon wine. Yang Huaping, who had become a grandfather, was certainly in high spirits. As mentioned earlier, he had prepared seafood for a week, and he also visited several shopping malls and carefully prepared a small gift for his little granddaughter.
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Yes, just like what Yang Qian said, he couldn't sleep tonight if he didn't see Yang Xiaozhao even if he came to Shanghai!
"It's almost midnight now. I can't see her if I go. Let her sleep well. It will be the same if we see her tomorrow."
Yang Huaping was still stubborn.
"Why can't we see you? She has to get up many times at night. Maybe when you get home, Xiao Zhaozhao will be waiting for you in the living room."
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Yang Qian smiled.
Yang Huaping didn't insist anymore. He sat quietly in the car and returned to Runyuan Bund Garden with Yang Qian.
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It was past one o'clock, and it was the dead of night! When he entered his son's house, Yang Huaping was still tiptoeing, for fear of waking up others.
But before they could change their shoes, they heard the switch click and the light in the living room came on!
"I told you to take half a day off in the afternoon and come early, if you don't listen to me..."
Hong Xiaoxia, who was wearing pajamas, came out and looked at the way he was dressed as a coquettish old man. She showed disgust in her eyes and complained in a complaining tone.
"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down, why are you talking so loudly?"
Yang Huaping usually smiled, didn't respond, didn't talk back, and let his wife nag her as much as she wanted, but today he was worried about disturbing Yang Xiaozhao, so he became anxious.
"Grandpa is here! Dad, you took a plane and came here in the middle of the night. Thank you for your hard work."
Dai Yuni walked out, followed by Sister Fen, who was holding Yang Xiaozhao's confinement sister-in-law.
They were not sitting around waiting for Yang Huaping to arrive. Not long ago, Yang Xiaozhao wanted to drink milk. Dai Yuni woke up and fed her milk. Then she saw the message from Yang Qian that she had received Yang Huaping, so she simply stopped sleeping.
Dai Yuni also knew that her grandfather would definitely want to take a look at Yang Xiaozhao first, and he had not hugged his granddaughter yet! She directly asked her confinement sister-in-law, Sister Fen, to carry little Zhaozhao out, so that the old man would not be embarrassed to mention it.
"It's not hard, it's not hard. Hey, Zhao Zhao hasn't gone to bed yet? Why haven't you slept so late? Grandpa, look..."
Yang Huaping's eyes and tone suddenly became gentle. While looking straight at the swaddle held by his confinement sister-in-law, he quickly took off his tactical backpack and tactical vest, for fear that he would get hurt when he held his little granddaughter.
Hold her.
"She was asleep, but maybe she was thinking about grandpa in her heart, and she was awake for a while just now."
Dai Yuni was very good at talking and made the old man happy.
"Really? Let grandpa see the baby!"
Yang Huaping stood next to the confinement nanny, looking at Yang Xiaozhao in the confinement nanny's arms with a smile. He kept rubbing his hands, as if he wanted to hug the little guy but was worried that his hands were not clean.
Yang Xiaozhao, who is one month old today, has grown up a lot compared to when he just came out of the delivery room. His face is chubby, his skin is round and delicate, and he looks particularly cute!
At this glance, Yang Huaping couldn't move his legs.
"It's nice, it's nice. This little nose looks like my dad when he was a kid!"
Yang Huaping's eyes were full of love.
"Grandpa, come for a hug?"
Sister-in-law Fen asked proactively.
"Here, let me wash my hands. I just took a plane and touched this and that. I don't know how dirty my hands are."
Although Yang Huaping was very reluctant to give up, for the sake of his little granddaughter's health, he still turned around and went to the nearest kitchen to wash his hands.
"Come, come, grandpa, give me a hug, hey..."
After coming back, Yang Huaping took out a tissue on the table next to him and wiped it casually, then he couldn't wait to reach out to his little granddaughter.
He was also afraid that his confinement sister-in-law would not be able to hand it over, so he even bent down and made a slight bend in his legs.
"Like my grandpa, I haven't held a child in decades, so I'm very rusty!"
When Dai Yuni saw him taking Yang Xiaozhao and holding his arms stiffly, she couldn't help but smile and murmur to Yang Qian.
"It's normal. It's the first time I hugged you, and I slowly found the feeling."
Yang Qian smiled, reached for the backpack and vest that his father had left behind, and took them to the room where his mother currently lives.
Yang Huaping had indeed forgotten how to hold a child. However, although he was holding Yang Xiaozhao in a rather strenuous position, he seemed to be unable to exert his energy. No matter how tired he was, he had to keep holding him.
"Why is your hair standing on end? Are you so unconventional at such a young age?"
"Just stand it up in the middle. The sides look natural! Whose hairstyle does this look like?"
"Shouldn't she cover her head with a quilt when she sleeps?"
Yang Huaping looked at his little granddaughter and couldn't get tired of it, with a smile on his face. Only when he asked questions about taking care of her with concern, he reluctantly turned his head to look at Yang Qian.
"You don't need to cover your head. What are you doing with your head covered? Her hair is so lush, are you still worried that her head will catch a cold?"
Yang Qian said jokingly.
"So lush, what kind of adjective is this? I don't know how to use a better word to describe my son!"
Yang Huaping even blamed him.
It was a bit regretful that although Yang Huaping hugged him for a while, Yang Xiaozhao did not wake up.
Maybe it was because he was full after drinking milk just now, and the little guy slept soundly, completely unaffected by the sounds of adults talking and the lights in the living room.
"Take her back to sleep. You guys should go back to bed soon. What time is it?"
Yang Huaping continued to hold him for a while, then reluctantly handed Yang Xiaozhao back to Yang Qian's arms.
After all, it was indeed very late. Not to mention whether Yang Qian and the others were sleepy, Yang Huaping's own eyelids were fighting, and he couldn't hold on without sleep.
"Well, Dad, you go take a bath so that you can sleep a little better. The bathroom is over here."
Yang Qian pointed to the bathroom.
"No, I'm going to take a shower before going on the plane. Go to bed and talk about it tomorrow."
Without the excitement given by Xiao Zhaozhao, Yang Huaping yawned as he spoke.
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