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

After learning only a few words, the children started to roll and play on the bed. When they were young, they even climbed on top of Yan Jia, lay on his broad chest, and raised their little faces to smile 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 and sleep."

"Sleep with Zhouzhou!"

"What's the benefit of sleeping with you?"

"Zhouzhou's little quilt is for you."

Yan Jia laughed angrily because Zhouzhou's dark blue cartoon quilt was not enough to cover his legs.

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

"I don't want girls to like me, I want my second uncle to like me."

"You are quite good at making people happy."

Zhouzhou opened his pajamas and stuck his little head inside. The child found it very interesting.

Yan Jia couldn't stand a little furry thing getting into his clothes, so he immediately took him out: "Yan Zhou, please calm down for me. If you don't study, I will leave."

"Second uncle, don't leave, Zhouzhou is learning." The child sat on him again, "You can teach Zhouzhou."

"Get off me."

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

"Come down!"

"Hmm."

With no other choice, Zhouzhou had no choice but to climb off Yan Jia's body, sit peacefully next to Yan Jia, and let Yan Jia teach him how to read.

But he still had no patience. He learned a few words but didn't want to learn them anymore: "Second uncle, read a story to Zhouzhou! I want to hear the story of the big bad wolf."

"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 fists and said impassionedly, "If you catch it, you will win!"

Yan Jia smiled. The child had really strange thoughts in his mind.

It didn't seem like this when he was four years old.

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

The memories of those early years are no longer clear, and he is unwilling to dig into old scores again. Yan Feng has passed away, and he no longer needs the so-called father's love.

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

Yan Jia took a storybook and read him a story about the Big Bad Wolf. He was not good at telling stories, or he had never told a story to a child before.

Ji Changmu often said that he was an impatient person. He had little patience with women and children, and he often gave up on doing things halfway.

Sure enough, Zhouzhou thought his story was not good and shook his head: "Second uncle, your story is not fun."

"Then don't let me talk."

"But it's okay to listen to it."

Yan Jia:?

Is it okay to call it anything? So reluctant?

He was thoroughly disliked by a child.

The funeral had just been held for Yan Feng yesterday, and not many people were invited. However, he was exhausted both physically and mentally yesterday, and suddenly felt that time like today was rare.

When you stay with children, you don't need any entertainment or perfunctory, and it's easy to get along with them.

"Second Uncle, tell me quickly, who wins, the little fox or the big bad wolf?" Zhouzhou blinked his big eyes, leaned next to him, and grabbed his arm with his chubby little hands, which looked very similar to Yan Feng's.

She raised her face and looked at him expectantly.

Yan Jia lowered his head and stared at the children for a while, then closed the book and said, "No more, we will talk about it tomorrow."

"Second uncle, how bad are you?"
Chapter completed!