Reborn: The Godfather Has Fallen For Me

Chapter 715

Shen Xiaoxiao slept for another day. Instead of sleeping with poison, he was led out by Yan Kuan after old man Yao repeatedly assured that he was tired and sleeping normally.

Some looked at the sleeping woman painfully.

He carefully asked old man Yao about Shen Xiaoxiao. When he learned that the golden osmanthus actually worked, Yan Kuan was really more and more surprised. No, he should be more and more hopeful for the future.

Everything is developing in a good direction. It's not invariable. It's much easier than watching Ouyang Jinling wading in the hospital bed many years ago.

After solving some problems, Yan Kuan went to the yard and drove two children to play in the snow.

It's still the red down jacket, wrapped in thick and lovely.

"Dad"

Dabao pounced on Yan Kuan as soon as he saw Yan Kuan. Yan Kuan hugged his little daughter. He was strong. Holding Dabao in one hand, he walked towards Xiaobao.

This son is more difficult to fool than his daughter, and even extremely smart. Although it can be seen that he is childish in front of Shen Xiaoxiao many times, he doesn't really have no image.

Now when he came to the courtyard, Dabao ran into his arms, but he still stood there practicing his target without even looking at him.

He knew that the boy must be dissatisfied with him, but it was very much like when he was a child.

"Dad, don't go there. Xiaobao doesn't like others to disturb his practice. He said he should practice well, so that no one will bully his mother and me in the future, and neither can his father."

Dabao has a father and everything is enough. He soon sells Xiaobao. Of course, Xiaobao doesn't know that Dabao has sold him. He knows that Yan Kuan has come and plays with Dabao, but he doesn't want to go.

He can't beat that man, so he will hurt his mother and sister. He should be strong and become strong.

Yan Kuan's attitude towards his son and daughter is completely different. His daughter is pampered, while his son wants to beat him with strength.

He gently put Dabao on the ground and said to her, "Dabao goes to play first. Dad and his brother will make a snowman with you later."

Dabao looked at Yan Kuan and Xiaobao, who practiced not far away, nodded and ran to one side.

Yan Kuan likes Xiaobao very much. This son makes him very proud. At a young age, what he learns is definitely better than when he was a child.

Be smart and love your family.

Occasionally act like a spoiled child.

He satisfies all fathers' love for his son. The only thing that makes people crazy is his attitude.

His attitude towards himself.

He is dissatisfied with him.

Yan Kuan only needs a glance to see it.

He just can't say anything.

Everything is caused by him, but he will not let this dissatisfaction continue. After all, 19 is right. When the child is so old, he has never been the responsibility of his father for a day. He really doesn't deserve to be the father of the child.

"Your footwall is unstable and your arm strength is not enough, so even if you can hit the heart, you can't break through the wooden rake."

Yan Kuan said, picked up the branches on the ground and hit the board.

He can be farther away than Xiaobao, but such a wooden branch without an arrow really directly pierced the board.

The little treasure was stunned.

Even my uncle and my second uncle can't wear it. This father is so powerful.

However, although Xiaobao was surprised, he still pretended to be calm when looking at Yan Kuan.

He ran to the wooden rake and tried hard, but the board was still motionless.

Not only that, the board didn't crack. He was really shocked by Yan Kuan's hand.

Turning to him, his eyes finally revealed a trace of excitement and worship.

Yes, worship.

Being looked at by his son with adoring eyes, Yan Kuan got all the satisfaction at once. This feeling is very wonderful. He has never felt it.

"Do you want to learn?"

"No."

Awkward child, the longing in his eyes is about to overflow, but he is still stubborn and unwilling to learn.

Yan Kuan was not vague. He bent down and directly buckled a lump of snow from the ground. In front of Xiaobao, he aimed at the board and hit it again.

With a slap, the stick that Xiaobao couldn't twitch anyway was pierced by a snowball and fell on the snow.

Yan Kuan looked at Xiaobao's long surprised and cute lips, walked over and touched his head and said:

"Shut up and watch out for the wind. Do you want to learn now?"

Xiao Bao closed his mouth and looked at Yan Kuan. After a while, he said, "although I want to learn, I will challenge you after I learn it well."

Yan Kuan didn't expect the boy to answer this, and immediately asked curiously:

"You want to challenge me? Why? "

"Because I want to defeat you and make you afraid of me, you can't bully my mother and Dabao in the future."

Yan Kuan really didn't expect this answer. How to say, heartache, comfort, satisfaction and deep love.

This is my son. Fortunately, this is my son.

"OK, I'll wait for you to beat me."

"Don't bully my mother again."

"No, I assure you, it belongs to our men."

A man makes Xiaobao's eyes shine again. His big eyes are very small, divine and bright. It's easy for people to indulge in them.

Perhaps only his father would talk to him like that and treat him as a man.

"As you said, we are all men. We keep our word. Who deceives and who is a dog."

"Well, who's lying and who's the dog? Do you want to learn now?"

"Yes."

"OK, let's hear the cry, Dad."

Xiaobao looked at Yan Kuan awkwardly. He had to call him father to learn. However, seeing that this man was really his father's fault, he reluctantly called him "hello".

"Dad"

"Good son, speak up."

"Dad"

Yan Kuan hugged Xiaobao in his arms, threw it into the sky and caught it again. The exciting Xiaobao laughed and shouted.

Dabao's eyes turned round and roared around Yan Kuan, "Dad, I want to raise it high, I want to raise it high, too."

"OK, big and small treasures are all raised, all raised..."

The warmth of the courtyard awakened Shen Xiaoxiao standing at the door frame, almost wetting his eyes.

This is a family, a family!

"Mom, come here, come here, let dad hold it high."

Dabao ran to Shen Xiaoxiao. She rushed like a small fireball in red clothes.

Yan Kuan quickly put down Xiaobao, strode forward, grabbed the runner, held him in his arms, slowly walked to Shen Xiaobao and said to Dabao:

"Dabao forgot that his mother was hurt and couldn't hit him like this."

Xiaobao also ran over and looked at Shen Xiaoxiao standing there unharmed, walking over and holding her so careful and so happy.

"Mom's okay. Dabao comes over and hugs mom. Mom's okay."

A family of four, in this winter's courtyard, full of warmth