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Chapter 176 Parents' Nature

His son is more than four years old. As a father, he finally had the opportunity to heat a cup of milk for his son. How could he give up this opportunity in vain?
Besides, the cook's skills are much better than his. If the chef warmed his son's milk for the first time, and then appointed a chef to heat it for him after that, wouldn't he be completely disgusted as a father?

At that time, the little guy will definitely snort again, and then say, "Idiot, I can't even warm a glass of milk!"

Yan Han didn't notice it at all. It was the first day his son came back, and he put himself in an extremely low position, or rather, he was aware of it, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, his son has been in this world for more than four years, and this is the first time he has done something for him as a father. Therefore, even if his son asks too much, he will probably agree. What's more, his son just wants a cup of hot water. milk.

For such a simple matter, he didn't want to leave it to others.

However, heating milk is indeed an extremely simple job, even a kitchen idiot like Young Master Yanda who never enters the kitchen can heat milk well.

He delivered the milk to the little guy on a tray. The little guy raised his eyes and glanced at him, but obediently said, "Thank you!"

But still, no title!

After Yan Han went through the self-inflicted humiliation just now and suffered a serious blow, now, he was very happy to receive a thank you from the young master!
"Baby, try the temperature first, don't burn it!"

Yan Han found that many words were really blurted out.

In the past, he always felt that those parents who would stand at the dining table nervously and tell their children to be careful of hot soup, fishbone choking their throats, etc., must be parents who only know how to spoil their children.

But to this day, he watched his son pick up the milk and was about to drink it, without even thinking about it, and said the words of advice.

It seems that caring about children and always worrying about them is not the patent of parents who dote on their children, but the nature of parents.

"Hmm..." The little guy, unexpectedly, responded obediently again.

Yan Han looked at the little guy's eyes, and then became more and more gentle.

"Baby, what's your name?"

Only then did Yan Han remember that until now, he still doesn't know his son's name.However, the nickname baby seems to be quite easy to pronounce, and the little guy doesn't seem to resist.

The little guy stared at him with a swollen mouthful of milk, then shook his head.

Yan Shao didn't know what he meant by shaking his head, did he not name him yet?Still don't want to tell yourself what his name is?
"What's Mommy calling baby?"

Now, Yan Han just wants to know more about his son in the shortest possible time, and then slowly get news about his mother from his son.

The little guy blinked his big eyes and gulped down the milk in his mouth.

"Baby……"

It took Yanhan a while to realize that Zhu Qianying was also called the little guy.

Could it be that he really didn't choose a name?

He thought that the girl Zhu Qianying would definitely help her son call "Zhu XX". After all, she hated herself so much at that time.

Inevitably, it was impossible for his son to have his surname Yan.

Of course, even if she is really like this, he can't blame her for anything. In short, he deserves everything.

"Aside from the baby, what else?"

Yanhan endured and endured, and in the end, he still couldn't hold back, and asked again.

This time, the little guy ignored him again, put down the half glass of milk he drank, picked up the chicken wings and stuffed them into his mouth.

The little guy is very comfortable and flexible with the chopsticks, but no matter how flexible he is, he still looks a bit at a loss when holding the chicken wings with the chopsticks.

Yan Han didn't react at first, until he opened his mouth wide and bit the chicken wing, and then the front and rear joints stuck on his little face.

Yanhan burst out laughing, quickly opened the drawer, took out disposable gloves, took out a pack of wet towels, and tore them open, "Baby, come, give Daddy your hand."

From the moment Yanhan took out the gloves, the baby understood Yanhan's intentions.Looking down at the big hand he was holding out in mid-air, he didn't put his small hand on it. Instead, he reached out and took the wet towel, first wiped his face and mouth, then folded it, and then wiped his hands.

This action is exactly the same as Zhu Qianying.

Yanhan remembered again, in the past, Zhu Qianying always disliked his fluff, saying that he was a waste, since one wet towel can clean it up, why did he have to use two?

"Master, your noodles."

Uncle Hai's voice interrupted Yan Han's memories.

At this time, the little guy had already wiped his little hands clean, took the gloves and put them on by himself.

The gloves are of the same size. Adults wear them, and they usually feel that they are too big. When the little guy's small hand is stuffed in, it will be empty. The small one looks particularly funny.

The little guy probably noticed this himself, turned his hand over and over for a few times, then handed it to Uncle Hai, blinked and said, "Grandpa Hai, look, my hands are so small!"

Yan Han's heart is stuffed to death!
Obviously, he was sitting next to the little guy, and obviously, I also gave him hot milk, I gave him the wet towel, and I gave him the gloves.

Fortunately for him, the appearance after putting on the gloves was not shown to him as a father, but to Grandpa Hai.

Uncle Hai first took a cautious look at the young master, and then reached out and grabbed the young master's hand, "Yes, the young master's hand is really small, come on, put your hand on Daddy's and see who has the bigger hand !"

Uncle Hai's original intention was to create opportunities for the father and son to interact, although he wasn't quite sure why the young master was so hostile to the young master.

But judging from what he saw, probably, the young master is because the young master has not fulfilled his father's responsibility all these years?

As for why the young master was more than four years old, the young master brought him home?And Ying'er, why hasn't she come back once after studying abroad for five years?Although Uncle Hai wanted to understand these questions, he didn't have the guts to ask them.

Moreover, he also knew that even if he asked, he couldn't get a real answer.

Even the old gentleman and the old lady couldn't ask the question, he is a housekeeper, how could the young master tell him directly?
After hearing Uncle Hai's words, Yan Han obediently stretched out his hand in front of his son, deliberately, with his palm facing upwards.

But the little guy didn't give him face very much. After pulling his hand away from Uncle Hai, he grabbed the chicken wings and ate them with his mouth open.

The brilliance that had just lit up in Yan Han's eyes dimmed instantly.

He sighed secretly again, raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Eat the chicken wings while they are still hot, and if the baby wants to eat anything else, you can tell Daddy or Grandpa Hai."

　Seventh watch~ Huhu, the bamboo hand is about to be scrapped~~ Rolling around asking for an order, please ask for a ticket, in short, all kinds of requests!

　　
　
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