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Chapter 196 The Young Master's Gift
This was the first time Yanhan heard the little guy call himself, that crisp voice, in Yanhan's ears, became the most beautiful sound of nature he had ever heard in his life!
"Good boy!"

Yan Han was so excited that he immediately squatted down and hugged his son in his arms, and was about to take another inch to steal a kiss~ kiss, but the little guy struggled out of his arms, stretched out his little finger and pointed at the two five yuan pieces on the sofa. Pillow and ten yuan quilt, said with a smile.

"Daddy, that pillow and quilt is for you!"

Yan Han immediately became petrified!

You know, Young Master Yanda has always been very demanding on what he needs to eat, live, and wear since he was a child. Apart from looking good and comfortable, the most important thing is to be clean!

In the short period of time from carrying the pillow and quilt to the cashier in the rush-buying area to paying the payment, he has already imagined countless bacteria crawling and scratching on his body. If he didn't want to please his little ancestor, let alone let him Hug, let him touch~ touch these things, he feels sick.

When he went to buy it, he just got a fever in his head, and he only thought that his son said it was good, but he never thought about it, what kind of cheap stalls he usually finds disgusting when he sees them, what is the benefit of buying them back? use?

Not to mention that these items were not packaged at all, and they were thrown on the ground at random. Countless aunts and aunts squatted beside them and tossed them with their hands that turned over vegetables and picked fish. Now, let him use it?

Really let him use it?
Thinking of the fact that he would have to sleep on that pillow covered in countless germs, and cover his body with that quilt that always felt dirty, Yan Han felt as if his body was covered with caterpillars, and he felt sick and uncomfortable. very.

"Zaizai..." Yanhan tried to plead with his precious son.

The father and two met eyes, but the little guy seemed to be more pitiful than him, he blinked his big eyes and looked at Yan Han aggrievedly.

"Daddy, don't you like it?"

Before Yanhan had time to say anything, the little guy fluttered his long eyelashes twice, then lowered his eyes, and said sadly.

"Mommy said that gifts are from the heart, but does Daddy think they are not good enough?"

Now, what else can Yan Han say?
Not to mention that the son gave him a pillow and a quilt, even if he gave him a piece of shit, he would probably sleep with it in his hand!
Because, that was a gift from my precious son!It's my son's heart!
It doesn't matter whether the starting point of this intention is a spoof or a prank, anyway, the gift is actually placed in front of him.

"No, no...Zaizai doesn't cry, Daddy likes it very much! Thank you, Zaizai!"

Yanhan hastily explained, in order to show that he really liked it, he held the little guy's face with both hands, and kissed twice heavily on the red cheek.

The little guy got Yanhan's guarantee, the gloom on his face dissipated immediately, like a sunny day after the rain, he ran to Yanbo with a big smile on his face, stretched out his small hand, and put the small palm upwards in front of Yanbo's eyes.

"Grandpa, borrow 15 yuan from Zizai!"

Yan Bo and Mrs. Yan just witnessed the whole process of the father-son contest, seeing the wise and mighty son retreating in front of the little grandson, they can only suffer, not to mention Duo Le.

The two always had fun watching the play, holding their stomachs together and holding back their laughter for a long time. Now, seeing the little guy running to borrow money in a serious manner, they finally couldn't help laughing.

The little guy, on the other hand, stood in front of Yanbo with a smile all the time, waiting for his grandpa, a millionaire, to wave his hand and lend him 15 yuan.

Yan Bo managed to stop laughing, and motioned to Uncle Hai to bring his wallet, and opened it to have a look. The smallest change inside was 20 yuan.

"Zaizai, grandpa only has 20 yuan, is it okay?"

The little guy shook his head and said it was okay, took it, said "Thank you, Grandpa!", then ran over with the borrowed 20 yuan, and handed it to Yan Hanyan.

"Hey, I'll give you back the money!"

Yan Han took the 20 yuan with a smile on his face, the little guy withdrew his hand, and slapped his palms twice, very generously.

"Well! Don't pay me back the remaining five yuan, I'll buy you a lollipop!"

This time, Yan Bo and Mrs. Yan just lay on the sofa laughing.

In detail, this five yuan is definitely the "biggest" pocket money that Yan Han has received in his 33 years of life.

Zaizai is the most "generous" person he has ever met.

After the generous Zaizai delivered the gift and pocket money, he turned around and ran back, throwing off his shoes, climbed onto the sofa like a monkey, and lay down behind Yanbo and said.

"Grandpa, Zaizai has no money, so I'll beat your back for the money, okay?"

Did Yanbo put the 20 yuan in his eyes?Originally, I wanted to say no need to pay back, but when I heard the last sentence from the little guy, I hurriedly nodded, "Okay, okay, thank you Zaizai!"

Mrs. Yan looked enviously at Yan Bo, who squinted his eyes and enjoyed the service of his grandson's back-beating, and finally couldn't help asking the little guy.

"Zaizai, why don't you ask grandma to borrow money, grandma has plenty of money too!"

Yan Bo winked at Old Man Yan nervously, "Hey, Zaizai kisses Grandpa, right?"

Yan Han over there, looking at the 20 yuan in his hand, and seeing the two elders shamelessly competing for favor in front of their precious son, was speechless.

In my heart, I am very envious.

Zaizai didn't answer Yan Bo's words, but put his face close to Mrs. Yan's ear, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, Zaizai will beat you for a while, no money will be charged!"

The little guy's words were not loud, but the other two men surnamed Yan could hear them clearly, and each of them vomited more than the other!

Old Mrs. Yan, who has become a big winner in life, hugged and loved the little guy for a while, and then thought of a question.

"Zaizai, what can you do with five yuan pocket money?"

It's not that Mrs. Yan deliberately wanted to add insult to injury, but that she was really curious.

The little guy flashed back behind Yanbo and continued to pay off the debt with his labor. He punched Yanbo's shoulder lightly and hard with his fist, but his small face was very serious towards the old lady.

"Grandma, you don't know that! Brother Beibei said that the candy store near his house sells lollipops for only [-] cents! Five yuan..."

Zaizai stopped beating his back, lowered his eyes, and counted carefully with his little finger, "Grandma, five yuan can buy ten lollipops!"

Old Mrs. Yan almost choked with laughter, "Son, do you remember those ten lollipops, give each of me and your father a lollipop."

Yan Han had already folded the 20 yuan and put it in his wallet. Hearing his old lady teasing him, he didn't even raise his eyelids, "It's mine, don't worry about it!"

Fortunately, the young master only said that those pillows and quilts were for Yan Han, but he didn't say that he would not let him wash and disinfect them.

The next day, in Young Master Yanda's bedroom, on the luxurious big bed worth hundreds of thousands, there was a pillow that could be seen as a street stall and a cheap quilt of the same origin placed abruptly!

　Two more~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)