Soon after, the two cuties arrived.
Erbao had put on some weight, as her face looked chubbier when she threw herself at Nan Chen, “Nan Chen…… Uncle Nan!”
Nan Chen hurriedly opened his arms and caught her, “You’ve gotten fatter.”
Erbao buried her head into his chest in embarrassment, “I didn’t get fat! This is what wealthy looks like!”
Nan Chen felt his heart melting as he carried the chubby Erbao in his arms.
Dabao looked calm as usual. He stood there looking at Nan Chen from afar. Although he didn’t jump into Nan Chen’s arms like Erbao, his eyes were still filled with surprise.
Nan Chen was the only person in this world that could make Dabao feel warmth.
Yet, at the same time, Nan Chen was the one that everyone felt most distant from.
Nan Chen waved his hand, gesturing Dabao to come over.
Dabao slowly walked towards Nan Chen. Nan Chen reached out and brought Dabao into his embrace. He then rubbed his chin on his head.
Dabao responded by lifting Nan Chen’s head with his. This silent method of greeting was the only one this cold duo knew.
Erbao saw them doing that and thought it was fun so she tried to join in as well, but it ended up feeling uncomfortable as her movements were not in sync with theirs.
Erbao then noticed the huge variety of snacks prepared for them beforehand, and shouted in joy as she ran towards the pile of snacks.
Dabao walked over to Nan Chen’s bookshelf and raised his head as he looked at the books on display.
But he was too short, so he couldn’t see some of the books on top even when he lifted his head all the way.
Nan Chen came over and hoisted him above his shoulders, so he could see the books on top.
“There aren’t many books here. The private library at home has a hundred times more books than this. If you live there, you can read even more books.” Nan Chen told Dabao.
Only in front of the kids was he this talkative.
“Where is your house?” Dabao, who usually doesn’t speak, responded quickly.
“At the Commoner Residence. That’s where grandpa and grandma live. Your daddy and I stay there too, sometimes.” Nan Chen explained seriously.
“Commoner Residence?” This name sounded very new to Dabao.
“Commoner Residence is the name of our house. Commoner refers to the citizens without official positions. Officials back in the past would wear finely made clothing. Those who didn’t have these fancy clothes and were dressed in rags, were known as commoners. It also refers to those who quit their positions as officials and joined the common folk in the city.” Nan Chen explained patiently, and Dabao seemed to understand.
Regardless of whether he understood it, this was a very warm exchange between the two.
“Are you willing to come home?” Nan Chen asked the critical question.
“To your house or daddy’s house?” Dabao asked.
Nan Chen knew Dabao must’ve had some deep meaning behind his question.
“Why do you ask?” Nan Chen asked.
Dabao kept quiet.
What he actually meant was, If it’s your house, then I’m willing to go. But if it’s daddy’s house, then I’ll have to consider it first.
But he knew it was inappropriate to say that, so he remained silent.
“Daddy and I both share that house. It’s a very big house. We’re just staying together, not living together. We have a lot of personal space to ourselves.” Nan Chen explained.
Dabao didn’t say anything.
He had never seen such a big house before, so he couldn’t fully understand what Nan Chen said.
With the children’s limited knowledge, staying together was like at Aunt Xiang’s house where everyone shared the same living room and slept in different bedrooms.
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