"You don’t look bad either, you could have one as good as this."
The old squad leader teased Shangguan Yu.
Shangguan Yu waved his hand: "Why would I need that? I’m fine with this godson, he’ll take care of in my old age."
After Shangguan Yu finished speaking, he looked down and asked the little one: "Isn’t that right, An’an?"
The little one didn’t know what "taking care of in my old age" ant, but since Shangguan Yu said it, it must be so.
He nodded his little head and emphatically said "Um."
"Good son~"
Shangguan Yu happily gave him a piece of at.
The old squad leader also smiled, growing fonder as he looked, and asked Shangguan Yu about the little one eating obediently on his lap: "What’s your na? How old are you?"
"An’an, three years old." The little one answered obediently.
"An’an? Like ’peaceful’? That’s a good na, I like it, peaceful and healthy, hahaha." The old squad leader was no calr than that group of young guys earlier.
"My grandson isn’t as well-behaved as you, he’s a little rascal, never listens, daily driving up the wall. I’ve had to discipline him often."
"With kids, a little education will do, why would a grandpa need to get physical." Shangguan Yu chided him.
"Would I need to use force if words worked? Without a bit of pain, that rascal will make big mistakes in the future, he’s exactly one of those ’naughty kids’ people talk about nowadays, you tell if I need to discipline him or not."
"A naughty kid? Really needs to be taught well from a young age." Shangguan Yu nodded, understandingly.
"Hey, young man." The old squad leader suddenly called out to Jun Moyan.
"How did you raise such a well-behaved and sensible child? My rascal eats as if going into battle."
The old squad leader looked at the little one, genuinely liking him.
Jun Moyan instinctively looked at the little one, who also glanced over, curious about what Jun Moyan would say about him.
After a long wait without Jun Moyan sharing any advice, the old squad leader looked at Jun Moyan who was eating silently, feeling a bit awkward, and then turned back to Shangguan Yu.
Shangguan Yu smiled: "Asking him is pointless. He seldom opens his mouth to speak, and he can’t really answer such a question."
He then looked at the little one in his arms and said: "I actually wish An’an would be a bit mischievous, not too sensible."
Just after Shangguan Yu finished speaking, Jun Moyan suddenly remarked in a moderate tone: "His personality is like mine."
Shangguan Yu and the old squad leader both looked at Jun Moyan.
The little one, who had been watching Jun Moyan, hoping for his answer, imdiately blushed and smiled shyly, suddenly feeling that the food tasted even better.
"Like you?" Shangguan Yu chuckled, sized up Jun Moyan, and then nodded.
"He really is like you. You weren’t mischievous when you were young and quite reserved, but you weren’t as cute as An’an."
As Shangguan Yu spoke, he gave the little one so food, noticing the little one was secretly smiling.
He imdiately lowered his head to take a closer look.
Sure enough, he was sneaking a grin.
This little rascal, truly loves his dad. Just a simple "like my personality" made him so happy.
After a while, the little one suddenly heard so commotion outside, and he curiously looked out.
Then he saw a large group of people dressed alike rushing in. He could no longer tell who had hugged him before, as they all looked the sa.
Sa hairstyle, sa clothes, sa skin color, all sweating profusely, about the sa height, making his eyes blur; it seed like a sea of people.
If he wasn’t sitting in Shangguan Yu’s lap, the rush of so many people might have scared him.
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