After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 1052 Nezha’s Strong Rival

Hearing that Yan Yuan was coming, little Nezha suddenly raised his head and his eyes lit up.

"Is Uncle Yan coming?"

The joy in the voice cannot be hidden.

Yu Jinwen looked at his son with a pair of quiet and deep eyes. He felt that the xiaolongbao on the plate was no longer fragrant. His uncle and uncle Yan were both closer to him than his father.

Su Rui responded to Xiao Nezha's words and said, "Your uncle is here on business this time. He has to go to the capital to see your uncle first. It will take two days before he can come to Nancheng."

Little Nezha's uncle is Yu Jinwen's uncle, Yu Jincheng.

"Oh."

Little Nezha nodded when he heard this, quickly swallowed the egg in his mouth, said hello to the elders, and then went upstairs to get his cell phone to send a message to Yan Yuan.

Just as the email was sent, Yan Yuan directly responded to him with a video call.

The video was connected, and a handsome face appeared in front of him, exuding a masculine, mature, and cold temperament. The man was in a suit and tie, and he wore a tie meticulously. His light gray eyes with a hint of purple light were very attractive.

For some reason, little Nezha has been interested in colorful eyes since he was a child. He feels that his uncle's eyes are already the most beautiful color in the world, and Uncle Yan's are also very beautiful. Although he also likes his own dark eyes, but This does not prevent him from liking them at all. Every time he sees them, he feels happy.

"Uncle Yan."

Little Nezha's voice was clear and crisp, mixed with intimacy and longing.

Downstairs, an omelette had been cut into pieces by Yu Jinwen with a knife and fork.

Nan Song easily lost his appetite in the morning and didn't eat much. He had been helping Su Yin breastfeed the baby. He turned around and saw that little Nezha's seat was empty. He asked Yu Jinwen, "Where is my son?"

Yu Jinwen said in a muffled voice: "Going upstairs."

"If you don't have to go to the training ground for a test later, what are you doing upstairs?"

Nan Song was confused.

Yu Jinwen continued to compete with the fried egg, "What else can I do? Find another good uncle of his. He, how, what, what, what, how, uncle!"

At the last word, Nan Song heard someone gnashing his teeth.

Looking at the fried egg on the plate again, it was broken into pieces.

Miserable.

When little Nezha came down from the stairs again, his steps were fast and there was a trace of anxiety in his whole body. He went over and pulled Luo Junheng's arm.

"Uncle, let's go to the training ground for a test."

Luo Junheng turned his head to look at him, brushed the broken hair on his forehead twice, and said warmly: "Don't worry, wait until the brothers finish eating."

The babies of the Nan family were not fed after they turned two years old. They all ate by themselves with chopsticks, spoons or forks. He Feng and Quan Yisheng had already finished eating. Yuanbao was only half-eaten because he was almost beaten. , raised his hand, "Wait for me!"

Bai Ze and Bai Zhan hadn't finished eating yet, so they looked up at little Nezha eagerly.

Cheng Yuan was even slower. He had just learned to hold chopsticks by himself and was not very proficient yet. He couldn't make egg whites. Ji Yun was anxious to let him get started directly. Cheng Xian patiently taught little Cheng Yuan, "Yes. Just like that, slowly clamping...it’s awesome.”

Little Nezha glanced over. He didn't know that he would have to wait until the year of the monkey when the younger brothers finished eating. He said to Luo Junheng, "Eldest brother and Xiao Sheng have finished eating. Let's test ours first."

The adults like Nan Song raised their heads and looked at little Nezha with complicated expressions.

They all struggled through the brutal training of their eldest brother. Thinking about it, they all feel extremely miserable. After finally becoming parents and mothers, they no longer need to participate in training and tests. They all have a sense of relief that they can sing as serfs. .

Luo Junheng is not used to his younger siblings, nor his nephews and nephews. The Nan family's children must undergo physical training and testing every year after they turn three years old. He has specially developed a set of equipment for training and testing of children. The children were ignorant at a young age and thought they were fun toys, but later they were tortured by these 'toys'.

Ji Yun and Bai Luyu are both people who have suffered torture, so they don't understand why little Nezha is so active when facing the physical fitness test. Isn't he tired?
They asked Nezha questions, and Luo Junheng shot him with a knife. "How can you two rookies compare to Nezha?"

"..."

Looking at Luo Junheng who took the three little ones to the training ground first, Ji Yun and Bai Luyu had sarcastic expressions on their faces, with a hint of unhappiness on their faces. Why were they novices?

Although what the eldest brother said is true, he can't even compare to a child. Don't they want to lose face?
Bai Luyu and Ji Yun curled their lips and looked at their son next to them at the same time.

"Sons, dad relies on you to earn face!"

"Son, it's up to you to save daddy!"

The two spoke in unison.

Bai Ze looked at Bai Luyu with his deer eyes open, "Dad, what is face? Can you eat it?"

"Uh." Bai Luyu said, "No."

Bai Zhan had a cold face, "Then what do you earn for it?"

Bai Luyu: "..."

Fu Zi covered her mouth and laughed.

Little Cheng Yuan looked at Ji Yun confusedly, not knowing what he was talking about, and then looked at Cheng Xian, hoping he would explain, "Dad..."

Cheng Xian asked him to eat the last piece of egg white and said, "It's not important."

Xiao Chengyuan: "Oh."

Ji Yun: "Humph!"

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The three first batches of He Feng, Nezha and Quan Xiaosheng were tested.

Naturally, He Shenshuying, Yu Jinwennansong and Quan Yeqian and Luo You had to follow them. Of course, it was mainly to join in the fun. Sometimes it was quite interesting to watch their little ones being tortured by their elder brothers until they screamed. After all, parents This is how it all came about.

There are some sins, and it doesn't matter if you suffer them once.

Because they have been trained since childhood, the physical strength of the three little guys is better than that of children of the same age, and their levels are about the same. He Feng usually works on the set and is very energetic. Nezha has Luo Junheng to teach him, so naturally he is not much different. Quan Xiaosheng has a mother who is a special soldier, and a father who is a military fan. He can hold a gun when he can't hold chopsticks.

As soon as they entered the training ground, they warmed up first. The three little guys ran circles around the training ground. They didn't run very fast. After all, they were just warming up and conserving their energy.

But Nan Song and the others still felt that the children were running past in front of them, bringing with them a breeze. They had to sigh with emotion that the children were still energetic and full of vitality.

When the training officially started, Nan Song, Yu Jinwen and the others didn't look relaxed. They all looked nervous. Although they knew that the safety index of these training equipment was guaranteed, they still felt nervous when they saw the children jumping up and down and tossing and turning. I was inevitably worried, for fear that they would bump into each other, but I didn't dare to step forward and just watched from a distance.

Nan Song and Yu Jinwen stared closely at little Nezha's movements.

He rushed to the front and had completed half of the project. It looked fine and didn't take much effort. However, they could feel that Nezha seemed to have put extra effort into testing today. The little guy was very cool when he was serious and didn't talk much. Say half a sentence.

Nan Song leaned over and asked Luo Junheng, "Brother, did you promise Nezha any benefits? Why is he so serious today? He looks like he wants to compete with someone."

And compared with He Feng and Quan Xiaosheng, I feel like there is an invisible enemy.

"That's it after the phone call with Yan Yuan."

Luo Junheng already knew it in his heart. Looking at little Nezha climbing quickly across the parallel bars, his blue eyes deepened and he said, "Probably, he is competing with Song Fan."

Upon hearing this name, the expressions of Yu Jinwen and Nan Song changed.

(End of this chapter)