Love is deep and lifeless: Uncle, please surrender

"Mom, I'm back!" Panting, Li Yujing ran up to Yan Yu, not at all like the little gentleman he used to be, his face flushed red.

"Ah Jing, are you being chased by a wolf? Running so fast" Yan Yu turned from the sofa to look at him amusedly when he heard his voice, sweating profusely.

"I'm so anxious to see you! Mom, how can you make fun of me?" Li Yujing found a tissue to wipe his sweat.

"I really want to take a shower, it's so hot." Like Li Bochen, he has a cleanliness obsession, and he can't accept the smell of his body covered in sweat.

"Go upstairs and wash it, can you do it yourself?"

"Of course." The old butler rushed over, unable to say anything when he was tired.

"Slow down, sit down first." Yan Yu couldn't bear to look at it.

"Okay, thank you." The old butler sat down for a while before he recovered his strength, "Young master has fencing and chess lessons at three o'clock in the afternoon, don't forget to remind him that the child is playing with sex." big."

"Okay, I see." Yan Yu felt tired for him listening to it, why does a three-year-old child need to learn so many things?

"Can you give me a copy of Yujing's class schedule?"

"Of course, I will let the tutor send it to your mailbox."

"Yeah." After Yan Yu saw his class schedule and work and rest schedule, he almost lost his temper and went to fight with Li Bochen.

A three-year-old has to study nineteen subjects a week?Also includes international finance, financial analysis?And she does more exercise every day than an adult.

"Ah Jing, can you learn so much?" Yan Yu looked at his son distressedly.

"It's easy to eat. In fact, these things don't have any technical content. Mom, don't worry about me." He actually doesn't like so many things, but he doesn't want his mother to be scolded by his grandpa.

"But, you don't have much time to play at all." His work and rest schedule was strictly planned to every 1 minute.

"Actually, there are still some. I can understand the things the teacher taught in half a class, and I can play in the remaining half class." He said these words to comfort Yan Yu. He didn't understand the lessons at all, and he was just messing around. Fortunately, the tutor was patient and explained to him over and over again.

"You are under too much pressure. Is this what your father made for you?" This is completely a successor machine being cultivated.

"No, it's all made by my grandfather."

"Did your father not object?" Yan Yu was surprised how could he watch his son suffer this kind of torture?

"No."

"It's too much! I'll go to him to settle the score!" How can this be a father?
"Hey, hey, Mom, I'm hungry, let's eat, don't go to see Dad." Li Yujing quickly grabbed her and said while clutching her stomach.

"Okay, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"I like everything my mother makes." He was still as sweet as ever.

"Okay, then wait a minute, shall I make it for you now?" Yan Yu went into the kitchen to find ingredients, and made him a cola chicken wing and purple potato pie.

"Where's Yan Yu?" Li Bochen came back when it was time for dinner.

"In the back house with the young master."

"take me."

"Yes."

"A Jing, how do you usually go to class?" When Li Bochen came in, he heard the mother and son talking, and stopped at the entrance.

"The butler's grandpa sent me there."

"Where's Dad? Did you take you there?"

"There have been a few times, I can't remember, very few." The purple potato pie is deeply in his heart, and he can't think of it without eating it.

"Take a sip of juice, if it's too sweet, you'll get tired." Yan Yu saw that his mouth was purple when he ate.

"Do you spend a lot of time playing with dad?" Yan Yu wiped his mouth and continued to ask.

"Not much, Dad is very busy, sometimes I can't see him for a few weeks." Li Yujing didn't show any disappointment or sadness on his face when he said this, he was already used to it.

"Then dad must miss Yujing very much!" Yan Yu felt sore when he heard that, what has Li Bochen been doing these three years?

"Will it?" Li Yujing stopped the movement of his mouth, stared at Yan Yu with big confused eyes, "He doesn't like me." Then he lowered his head and continued to eat, but he was obviously not as happy as before.

"A Jing, why do you think so? Dad likes you very much, you are his son." Yan Yu didn't expect his son to say such a thing, but thinking of the way they got along with their father and son before, There is really no warmth at all. Compared with father and son, they are more like the relationship between the superior and the subordinate in the army.

"He never said he liked me." Li Yujing simply put down the things in his hands, and said with a puckered mouth, Dad is not well at all.

"Ah Jing, everyone expresses it differently. Dad likes you but he doesn't say it out. Think about it carefully. Has he ever been cruel to you? Has he ever hit you?" Yan Yu said to him seductively.

"It seems...not." Thinking back, Li Bochen seemed to be at most stern with him, and did not act more excessively.

Yan Yu was relieved to hear him say that, if he hit her son before, she would definitely not let him go!

"So, Dad still likes you very much. He just wanted Ah Jing to become a man as soon as possible, so he did this on purpose. Let's not expose him, okay?" Yan Yu stretched out his fingers to hook him.

"Okay, I promise you!" Little Li Yujing was successfully brainwashed by Yan Yu, and his little finger hooked up with her.

"Ahem!" Li Bochen walked in with one hand and coughed dryly around his mouth twice.

Yan Yu blinked at Li Yujing, asking him to keep their little secret just now.

"Father." Li Yujing stood in front of him as usual.

"Yeah." Li Bochen looked at his watch, "It's time for you to go to class, Li Yujing."

"It's only two o'clock, and he doesn't start class until three o'clock!" Yan Yu corrected him.

"It's three o'clock when we get there, go to class." Li Bochen pulled out his chair and sat down, ordering to Li Yujing.

"Understood, then I'm leaving, mom, goodbye." Li Yujing wanted to take away the remaining purple potato pie, "Put it down."

"Yes." He didn't dare to resist Li Bochen, so he left sullenly.

"Where did you sit?" Li Bochen moved to sit on the seat he had just taken, and asked her with the purple potato pie.

"Ah."

"When did you learn to make this kind of thing?" Yan Yu three years ago was a master of dark cooking in the kitchen.

I'm making this now, and it looks pretty good.

After taking a bite, it tasted pretty good, and I finished it in two or three bites, and even ate the two leftover chicken wings from Li Yujing.