The days when I lived with my 18-year-old schoolboy father

Determined to rebuild the Yan family's villa in advance, Yan Qingcheng went to contact the owner of the stadium.

They were lucky today and got in touch with people very quickly.

Yan Qingcheng has sufficient funds, and has experience in previous lives, so it is too simple to talk about buying land.Of course, Old Yan's father was rich, so nothing mattered, and the other party was straightforward and settled the deal directly, agreeing on all matters related to the subsequent signing of the contract.

After leaving the community, the father and son went to the jade shop to buy gifts for Zhong Changsheng.

Yan Yao likes the brightly colored jade very much, she leans on the window with a small body, her eyes are round, and she stares intently for a long time.

Yan Qingcheng picked it up for a while before choosing a paperweight carved from a whole block of Hetian mutton fat jade, swiped his card, and let it be loaded.

After buying a gift, the old father went to see his son.

The child is stretching out his small hands, drawing circles on a piece of amber through the glass, with round eyes.

Yan Qingcheng squatted down beside his son, looked at the piece of amber, and asked, "Yao Yao likes this?"

"Hmm! I want Dad to buy this piece of candy! It's so big." Yan Yao poked the orange-yellow amber with her fingertips.

"You can't eat this candy. If you buy it home, you can only play with it, and you can't bite it. Can you do it?" Yan Qingcheng stretched out his hand to pull his son up, and sat on one lap.

After hearing this, Yan Yao looked down at Amber with some hesitation, and said, "It's edible...gum candy..."

"It's a stone, so you can't eat it." Yan Qingcheng tried to persuade his son, "Take a bite, and Yaoyao's teeth will all fall out. You only have 16 teeth. How can you eat if you lose them?"

"Tooth loss?" The child touched his mouth, looked at his father suspiciously, saw the other party nodded, and subconsciously wanted to put his fingers in to touch his own small teeth.

Yan Qingcheng quickly pulled his son's hand down, held it in the palm, and explained calmly: "The stone is very hard, and it will fall off after biting your teeth."

Yan Yao just nodded her head, gave up the idea of ​​eating amber as candy, looked at the window and said, "Buy medicine for fun."

"Okay." Yan Qingcheng responded, picked up his son, and went to ask the shopping guide.

The shopping guide smiled and looked at the pair of father and son who looked extraordinarily young. The villain in his heart silently clenched his handkerchief and rolled silently: This is the first time I saw such an eye-catching father and son combination, she died.

However, even though she was so excited that she screamed, she still did not show the slightest bit of strange emotion, and took out the amber very properly, and put it into a beautiful sandalwood box.

Yan Yao quickly got a large piece of amber, held it in her arms, touched it left and right, and gently held it against her face, saying: "It's cool, daddy's candy is cold."

"It's amber, of course it's cold." Yan Qingcheng didn't notice the slightly bright eyes of the shopping guide lady, and walked around with his son in his arms, seeing that Yan Yao didn't have the jade he wanted, so he took his son and left.

They left after lunch, and it was not evening yet, so it was too early to go home, so Yan Qingcheng took his son to the zoo to see pandas.

"Cat Cat!"

As soon as Yan Yao saw the chubby panda, she struggled to get down from his father's embrace, and rushed over staggeringly to hug it, but was picked up by Yan Qingcheng who caught up again, and hugged her into her arms.

"I want to hug the cat!" Yan Yao twisted and twisted but couldn't break free, so she pointed at the panda and said loudly.

Yan Qingcheng approached the fence with his son in his arms, and asked the staff: "Can tourists go in?"

The staff shook their heads regretfully.

Pandas are too precious. At this time, there is no project for tourists to enter and interact with pandas, and the staff of the zoo dare not mess around.

Yan Qingcheng patted his son's head, and said in a low voice, "Did Yaoyao hear that? Pandas are national treasures, so I can't let you touch them for the time being."

"They like me ducks." The son was extra confident about how cute he was.

Although Yan Qingcheng also thinks his son is cute, no matter how cute he is, he must abide by the rules, so he can only say: "They are not used to getting along with humans, and they may be afraid when they see strangers."

In fact, the main problem is that the zoo is afraid that the pandas will be harmed, and it has nothing to do with the fear of life.

"Yaoyao is a little superman, so we must protect small animals, right?" Yan Qingcheng coaxed patiently.

"Protect small animals..." Yan Yao seemed to have listened to it, she nodded after a long time, looked at the panda anxiously, and said, "When Yao Yao grows up, I can pet cats and cats."

"En." Yan Qingcheng responded.

The zoos of later generations have added artificial intelligence management and comprehensive disinfection modes, which can effectively prevent humans and animals from causing harm or frightening each other. Except for particularly ferocious animals, all others can be in close contact.

The children were more or less regretful that they couldn't touch the pandas. Fortunately, they wandered around and came to the other side of the zoo.

Yan Yao soon saw a giraffe and waved cheerfully at him.

The giraffe was very docile. When it saw the child, it lowered its head and slowly approached it.

With bright black eyes, Yan Yao cautiously reached out her little hand to touch it, then slowly leaned over, hugged the giraffe's neck, smiled until her eyes narrowed into crescents, and happily called: "Lulu!"

The breeder next to him was a little nervous and kept staring at the child.After all, Yan Yao is too small, and it looks extraordinarily soft, if you don't keep it neat, you will be scared to cry or something.

Yan Qingcheng didn't explain much about this, as the father still protects his shortcomings, he can't tell others: his seemingly weak son is actually a devil in chaos.

"Father, the deer is talking!" Yan Yao hugged the giraffe for a while, then nestled back into his father's arms, pointing to the adult giraffe who was looking at her.

Yan Qingcheng glanced at the docile animal and asked, "What did you say?"

"Say... say that Yaoyao lives with Lulu today!" Yan Yao rolled her eyes and whispered.

"Then do you want to eat chestnut leaves with it?" Yan Qingcheng continued without revealing his son's tricks.

Yan Yao was stumped by this question, he looked at the little deer on the other side who was eating for a while, and nodded, "The little deer eats carrots, and so does the medicine!"

The breeder laughed when he heard the words, brought over two big radishes, and handed them to Yan Qingcheng.

Yan Qingcheng stuffed the radish into his son and coaxed, "Do you want to feed them?"

"Yes." Yan Yao took the carrot and approached the giraffe cautiously.

The giraffe lowered its head, took a bite of the carrot, and took it away.

The child immediately clapped his little hands happily, and his little face turned red with excitement.

For a moment, Yan Qingcheng felt that it was good for his son to become so small, he was much happier than in the previous lifetimes where he was always confined at home and in a wheelchair.

"Father, shall we bring the deer home?" After feeding the giraffe enough, Yan Yao tried to lure it home again.

"Animals need a suitable living environment and they will be more comfortable living here. Our house is in the city center and we can't keep it."

Of course, it is impossible for the zoo to sell the giraffe.These giraffes were shipped from South Africa and were domesticated for more than two years before they were put into the zoo. They are very precious.

Yan Yao's fleshy hands were still touching the giraffe's neck, pretending not to hear what his father said.

It's not been a day or two since his son cheated. Yan Qingcheng played with the child for a while, guessing that the time was coming, so he said: "Yao Yao said goodbye to the giraffe, we are going home."

"Take it with you." Yan Yao hugged the giraffe's neck.

Qi Yue had been awake for more than two hours, and kept pretending that he was not awake. Only then did he say: "You are too gentle a father. If you don't beat your son, you won't have a long memory."

Fang Li didn't make a sound when he heard this.

The two of them split up when Yan Qingcheng went to see the Yan family's villa. Knowing that it was not suitable to appear recently, they both chose to pretend to be dead.

The old fathers have worked hard for too many years, and they are on vacation.

However, Qi Yue has a hot temper, and sometimes he can't help but say a few words.

Yan Qingcheng, as the most mature old father in his mental age, ignored Qi Yue's parenting experience, and still coaxed his son with ten thousand patience.

"How about going shopping for balloons with Dad?"

"Qiaoqiu..." Yan Yao was attracted, and unconsciously let go of her hand.

A while ago, Yan Qingcheng bought his son a black balloon in the shape of a big hammer. Yan Yao liked it very much.

Unfortunately, the next day, the son dragged the hammer to Yang Muqiu's room to play, and accidentally smashed the two embroidery needles that Yang Muqiu had stuck on the coil, directly piercing them.

For this reason, the child ran away from Yang Muqiu's room crying and howling on the spot, and even fell down on the way to complain to his father, which scared Assistant Yang half to death.

Although Yang Muqiu later gave Yan Yao a few balloons and made the child laugh, Yan Yao still remembered the hammer his father bought.

Thinking of the big hammer, Yan Yao hurriedly patted his father on the shoulder, urging softly: "Buy a hammer!"

Yan Qingcheng patted his son and walked away.

Hearing the voice, Qi Yue raised his eyebrows in surprise, and muttered: "This bastard is so easy to coax? Why do you cry, make trouble, and slap three times when you get into a fight with me?"

"You think Yan Qingcheng hasn't been yelled at by his son?" Fang Li said, and fell asleep again.

Qi Yue thinks about it too, Yan Qingcheng sleeps with his son every day, he doesn't know that he was slapped secretly a few times, and he immediately regained his balance.

As Yan Qingcheng's personality gradually stabilized, Qi Yue and Fang Li fell into a deep sleep again.

The young man just turned off the pulse measuring watch on his wrist, and chose balloons for his son without changing his face.

Yan Yao ordered several kinds of balloons this time, and grabbed them together in a variety of colors.

Yan Qingcheng asked the boss to tie the string of the balloon to a bracelet, and then put it on his son's little hand.

He is tall and has long legs, and he walks with the wind, and the balloon floats up when he moves.

The child looked up at the balloon with his head up, and waved his little hand happily.

The large string of balloons floated past, which really attracted the attention of many people.

Because Zhong Changsheng and other professors were going to attend a symposium in the evening and not eat at the institute, Yan Qingcheng also planned to take his son to eat outside.

He could use Fang Li's identity to attend the symposium, and indeed he had received invitations several times, but he could not bring his son to such a formal occasion. In his first life, Yan Qingcheng might have gone, but now he refuses to do so. .

After the color medicine becomes smaller, the medicated diet will be eaten less. After all, children are prone to problems if they supplement too much.

Yan Qingcheng ordered a 3-year-old child's meal and dessert for his son.

Now his son would always overturn the bowl when eating by himself, Yan Qingcheng went back to his old job, reviewing various tips for feeding his son.

After feeding his son a few spoonfuls of day lily, fungus and egg custard, Yan Qingcheng watched his son's reaction carefully, and seeing that Yan Yao was not uncomfortable, he decided to switch to corn porridge with minced meat and then feed him a few mouthfuls.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the bowl, the child pointed to the table behind him and said softly, "Dad, uncle is taking pictures of medicine."

Yan Qingcheng: "?"

Shouldn't my brother-in-law be playing basketball exhaustingly in the training camp?How could he come out and secretly take pictures of his son when he was free?