3 Bay Street

On weekends, several grandchildren and collateral children came to Han's house to have breakfast together.

Han Meng looked up and saw her fourth uncle walking down the stairs with a cane, jumped off the chair quickly, and ran over to hug Han Ning's leg like a whirlwind: "Fourth uncle!"

Han Ning was hit by her and almost couldn't even support his crutches. Seeing this, Mrs. Han scolded loudly: "Mengmeng, you are so reckless at an age, what if you bump into your fourth uncle?

Han Meng raised her head aggrievedly, Han Ning rubbed her head and smiled slightly: "It's okay."

Han Meng clings happily to Han Ning again.

When Han Ning went to the dining table with a cane, Mrs. Liu began to serve porridge.

An Chen pushed away the bowl of porridge: "Don't drink it."

Mrs. Liu said: "It's good to drink porridge. It nourishes the stomach. Children should drink more!"

An Chen jumped off the chair, turned around and left.

Aunt Liu sighed, "Why is this kid so weird?"

Mrs. Han put down her chopsticks with a slap, and said sharply: "When you enter the Han family, you have to learn the rules of the Han family. What kind of nonsense is this?"

Mrs. Han became furious, and the children at the dining table shook their bodies. Han Meng's face turned pale with fright, and she quietly leaned against her fourth uncle.

An Yu silently bit the small spoon, not daring to say anything.

"If he doesn't drink this bowl of porridge today, don't eat," Mrs. Han said to Mrs. Liu, "No one will give him food today. When he is hungry, let's see if he eats!"

During lunch, Mrs. Liu whispered to Mrs. Han, "Young Master Chen, I don't know where he went. He hasn't eaten yet."

Mrs. Han snorted: "Let him be hungry, he will understand the rules after he is hungry."

Aunt Liu took another look at An Yu who was obediently sitting at the dining table, and sighed again: "Why are these two brothers so different? Looking at Young Master Yu, he is much more sensible..."

afternoon.Under the peach tree in the garden.

An Chen was lying on the side of the small pond and drawing cats, probably because he was so focused on the painting that he didn't know that someone was sitting on the chair next to him.

When he was tired from lying on his stomach and sat cross-legged, when he looked up and saw the man, there was an angry look in his eyes.

Han Ning raised his hands and said with a light smile, "Don't be angry, I didn't tell anyone that you are here."

An Chen bowed his head and ignored him.

Han Ning said again: "Well, let's play a game."

Ignore it.

Han Ning stared at the pencil in his hand that was too short to hold, and said, "You play a game with Uncle Fourth, and Uncle Fourth gave you a set of paint pens, which can draw in various colors. Want it?"

An Chen lowered his head and still didn't respond, but his ears moved.

Han Ning smiled: "The game is very simple, let's exchange secrets. Fourth Uncle tells you a secret, and you tell Fourth Uncle one too. If you want, you just nod and let's start the game."

An Chen held the small pencil, held it for a long time, and then nodded slightly.

Han Ning turned sideways slightly, lowered his head and whispered to him: "Actually, my fourth uncle didn't like porridge when he was a child."

An Chen was attracted by these words, and looked up at him.

"Fourth Uncle doesn't like to drink porridge, but your grandma just asked me to drink it. I didn't drink it anyway, and even dropped the bowl. Your grandma beat me so angry!" Han Ning paused, and frowned pretending to be distressed. He lowered his eyebrows.

This time, An Chen just listened in a daze, and didn't even draw cats.

"Later your grandfather told me that your mother beat you not because you refused to drink porridge, but because of your bad attitude. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't want to drink porridge. You just have to say to your mother, 'Mom, I don't want to drink porridge. It’s fine to like to eat small cakes and dumplings’, but you’re just playing with your temper, so you’ll definitely get angry. That’s what your grandpa told me.”

An Chen lowered his head and squeezed the small pencil in his hand.

"Okay, Fourth Uncle finished talking about the secret." Han Ning bent down and leaned in front of him, "What about Ah Chen's secret? For example, why doesn't Ah Chen drink porridge?"

An Chen was silent for a while.

Han Ning sat on the chair without urging him, but waited patiently.

After waiting for a while, I heard a hesitant, small voice: "I don't like porridge."

Han Ning nodded.

"My mother cooks porridge every day..." An Chen intermittently, his voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it, "She gave me a bowl of porridge every morning, it was very bad, but I was very hungry, I ate it every day until I felt like vomiting. But she can only cook porridge..."

As he spoke, tears were about to well up. He wiped them off with his sleeve, hung his head, and refused to lift his face.

For a while, the garden was silent.

After the two brothers found the Han family, Mrs. Han sent Uncle Lin to investigate. Uncle Lin was very careful in his work. There was a thick stack of documents, which contained all the information of the mother and child, including everything in detail.Han Ning had also seen it at the beginning, and knew that the two little nephews were not doing well.

Han Ning sighed: "Although your grandma is strict, she is not unreasonable. If Ah Chen doesn't like porridge, tell grandma tomorrow morning, and grandma will agree." Han Ning lowered his head again, letting his gaze meet The children are parallel, with encouragement and trust in their eyes:

"Can Ah Chen do it?"

An Chen looked into Han Ning's eyes for a long time before slowly nodding.

Han Ning had just returned to China and began to take over the family affairs slowly. He was very busy and often left early and returned late. Until a certain weekend, Han Ning went to that secluded small garden again and brought him a box of beautiful paint pens and a This white sketchbook.

"Does Chen like it?"

An Chen bit his lip, silently touched the paint pens for a while, and then nodded.