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That day, Yao An and Yao Jianqi returned home, both in a panic.

Needless to say, Yao An's fate is like water and fire, and he will suffer when he encounters water. He is so sloppy as if he has gone to the front line to fight against floods.

The eyes of the elders of the Yao family shifted to Yao Jianqi, and the originally calm pupils trembled.

Why did Wenwen Jingjing's extremely well-behaved little grandson also look like this bear, with mud on his trouser legs.

It must have been caused by Yao An's pimple.

Without further ado, Yao An was greeted with a few Tathagata palms.

In short, since then, Yao An has settled down a lot, doing homework seriously at home to nourish his body and mind, and he no longer spends his time climbing mountains and crossing grasslands.

At least I don't know how to yell.

When the weather cleared up, Yao An went for a walk on his bicycle again.

Kangzi was feeding Wangzai's steamed buns to his crying sister, and the little girl was tearfully holding it in her mouth, and it melted in a short while.

Yao An looked interesting, and opened his arms to hug him, but before he was in his arms, the crying sounded again.

"You don't hit it off with the child." Kang Zi sighed like a loving father, put his arms around him again, coaxed "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Yao An sat for a while, feeling bored, and went to Yan Huai'en's house again, but was afraid of Yan Muchun, and didn't dare to stay for long, so he just chatted with Yan Huai'en casually at the door.

Yan Huai'en caught a cold after being exposed to the rain that day, and he still coughs until now.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Yao An asked.

"Enough medicine." Yan Huai'en smiled, caught a glimpse of the color protruding from his trouser pocket, and asked, "What is that?"

"Huh?" Yao An took out his pocket, and it turned out to be two candies.

Yao Jianqi's big bag of foreign candy was always left there as if he couldn't finish it. Every time Yao An looked at it, he always had to digest two for him on his own initiative, and it was easy to pass along.

"Eat?" Yao An spread out his palms.

Yan Huai'en pursed his lips and finally shook his head: "You can't eat it."

Wynn is in poor health and has many taboos. Yao An knows it in his heart. He doesn't say anything, but slowly peels off the sugar wrapper, and gently breaks off a small piece of it: "It's not a problem at all."

Yao An raised his hand and handed it to Yan Huai'en.

Yan Huai'en hesitated for a while, then quickly glanced into the room, then pinched the small piece of candy, put it in the palm of his hand, and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

"It's so sweet." He frowned.

Yao An watched Yan Huai'en put this candy into his mouth like a treasure, and smiled unconsciously.

He grew up with Yan Huai'en when they were young, and he has hardly met Yan Huai'en's parents, nor heard Yan Huai'en mention it. It seems that he was dragged up by Yan Muchun alone, and he followed his grandparents, Yao Xinping, who went south to do business, and when he came back, he was already dead. Not alone.

They were like two similar fruits growing on different trees, they were not simply begging for each other in the same disease, Yan Huai'en had long been his relative.

He once wished that he and Yan Huaien were born in the same family, that would be good, that would be great.

Yao An's eyes fell on the remaining piece of candy again.

He was not without resentment.

When his mother left him a jade pendant and left, when his father left his hometown, and when he was uneasy but happily told him that he would have a new family on the phone...

He doesn't want to accept it.

He hates being passive.

However, just like sugar sticking to the palm of the hand and melting in the mouth, in the day-to-day flow, those rigid paranoia and turning points that are difficult to accept calmly, suddenly, somehow...even confrontation is impossible. Become futile, become irrelevant.

Yao An mustered all his strength and stepped on it in one go, but stopped at two-thirds of the long slope.

"Your grandma's."

He was so angry that he still had to get out of the car and push it up step by step.

When entering the room, Grandma Yao's loud voice hit the eardrums very penetratingly.

"Are you guys hot?" "Your dad and I are getting along very well." "The big one is restless, but the little one is quite obedient."

……

"Yao An!"

"What are you doing?" Yao An asked knowingly, leaning against the door frame.

"Your father." Grandma Yao put the phone in his hand, "Hurry up."

Hey on the other end of the phone several times, and when his name was called, Yao An slowly put the phone to his ear.

"It's me." Yao An said.

"What are you doing?" Yao Xinping asked.

"Just went out and just came back."

"Don't go out to play all the time, read books at home when you have time."

"..."

Yao An didn't say a word, the conversation between him and Yao Xinping was always nothing more than a few sentences, and it stopped here.

But Yao Xinping was probably in a good mood today, and he was very emotional. He asked him if there was anything he wanted, and said that he would definitely come back next month.

"Oh." Yao An responded, wrapping the phone cord with his index finger around and around.

There was a little silence on the other end, and then, a delicate voice came.

"Xiao'an, I'm Yu Wan."

Yao An pulled his fingers away, and the phone line trembled a few times.

He already guessed what Yu Wan was going to say.

"I'll call him for you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for a response from the other end, Yao An put the microphone on the table and ran to the next room.

nobody.

He pushed open the door, and sure enough, it was beside the water tank.

There were two lotus flowers, one large and one small, and a few lotus leaves quietly floating on the surface of the water. Yao Jianqi was at the foot of the stone steps, frowning, pressing his fingers on his lower lip, and putting it into his mouth to press gently.

"What are you doing?" Yao An stood on the steps and looked down at him.

Yao Jianqi closed his mouth, put his hand into the water and flicked it twice.

"Your mother called." Yao An said.

Yao Jianqi listened as if he didn't listen, and stared at the water surface without blinking.

Yao An got used to it, tilted his head and asked, "Don't want to go?"

"..."

"If you don't want to go, just say no."

"..."

"Hi!" Yao An squatted down, plunged his hand into the water, and lifted it.

A few drops of water splashed on Yao Jianqi's face.

Yao Jianqi froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at Yao Jianqi, with tears on his face.

"What, what's the matter, you don't listen to me." Yao An was confident.

Yao Jianqi lowered his eyes, raised the back of his hand, and slowly wiped away the water drop by drop.

After Yao An's threats, intimidation and harsh words——

After all, Yao Jianqi couldn't be called over.

Yao An scratched his head and picked up the phone again: "Uh, that..."

"Is it Xiao'an?" Yu Wan said from the other end, "I wanted you not to shout just now, but I didn't have time."

"Ah?" Yao An blinked.

"He has a stubborn temper." Yu Wan smiled, "Do you get along well?"

Yao An pulled the long phone line, looked at the happy man outside, gave a dark look, but the corners of his mouth curled up helplessly, and said, "It's pretty good."