Chapter 7497 The unbreakable blood of family affection (8)

Moreover, children's patience is very limited, and so is Zhouzhou.

After learning a few words, the child started to roll and play on the bed. When he was old or young, he climbed onto Yan Jia, lay on his broad chest, raised his little face and smiled at him.

Yan Jia picked up his collar: "Yan Zhou! If you don't want to study, the second uncle will go back to the room to sleep."

"Sleep with Zhouzhou!"

"What are the benefits of sleeping with you?"

"I'll give you the little quilt from Zhouzhou."

Yan Jia was angry at him. Zhouzhou's dark blue cartoon was not enough to cover his legs.

"Be serious, Zhouzhou. If you don't study hard, no girl will like you in the future."

"Don't girls like it, I want my second uncle to like it."

"You are quite good at making people happy."

Zhouzhou lifted his pajamas and drilled his little head into it. The child found it very fun.

Yan Jia couldn't stand a furry little thing getting into his clothes and immediately took him out: "Yan Zhou, please be more at ease. If you don't study, I'll leave."

"Don't leave, Zhouzhou is learning." The child sat down on him again, "Teach Zhouzhou."

"Get off me."

"Can't you not come down?" The child said he liked it very much.

"Down!"

"Um."

There was no choice but Zhouzhou had to climb down from Yan Jia, sit beside Yan Jia calmly, and ask Yan Jia to teach him to read.

But he still had no patience, and after learning a few words, he didn't want to learn anymore: "Second uncle, read the story of Zhouzhou! You have to listen to the story of the big bad wolf."

"Do you like the big bad wolf? But the big bad wolf is not a good thing."

"But four, the big bad wolf will be caught!" Zhouzhou clenched his small fist and was passionate, "If you catch it, you will win!"

Yan Jia smiled, and there were strange thoughts in the child's mind.

He didn't seem to be like this when he was four years old.

Yes, when he was four years old, he was not accompanied by his parents, so he was raised by a nanny.

Those memories of those early years are no longer clear, and he is unwilling to turn over old accounts. Yan Feng has passed away, and he no longer needs the so-called fatherly love.

The road ahead is still long, and he can continue to move forward.

Yan Jia took the storybook and read the story of a big bad wolf to him. He didn't know how to tell stories, or he had never told stories to children before.

Ji Changmu often says that he is an impatient person, he has no patience with women and children, and he often gives up halfway through doing things.

Sure enough, Zhouzhou thought he was not good at speaking and shook his head: "Uncle Second, it's not fun to tell stories."

"Then don't let me talk."

"But you can listen to it."

Yan Jia:?

What does it mean? So forced?

He was disliked by a child.

Yesterday, he just held a funeral for Yan Feng, and there were not many people invited, but yesterday he was exhausted physically and mentally, and suddenly felt that such time was rare today.

Staying with children does not require any social engagements, it is easy to get along with.

"Uncle Second, tell me quickly, who won the little fox or the big bad wolf?" Zhouzhou blinked his big eyes and leaned against him. His chubby little hand grabbed his arm. The face that looked very similar to Yan Feng was raised, looking at him with anticipation.

Yan Jia lowered his head, stared at the child for a while, and closed the book: "I won't talk anymore, we'll talk tomorrow."

"Uncle Second, you are so bad."
Chapter completed!