Chapter 524: There's a Strange Uncle on the Street

Yan Shenxing didn't refute, anyway, grounding has long been commonplace for him, and he obediently went upstairs very resignedly, and he didn't forget to say goodnight to his mother and grandfather.

When he left, Yan Zhihao also sighed, took out a medal from his pocket and put it on the dining table: "This is the medal he won, the first place." He said he wanted to give it to you, but he was afraid that you would be angry, so he had to let me hide it first. ”

Yan Ailuo didn't answer, she looked at the medals and buried herself in her work again. I don't know if it's really busy, or if it's deliberately avoiding.

Yan Zhihao didn't say anything more, and soon followed upstairs.

Not long after, Yan Shenxing couldn't stand the fatigue and went to bed early.

And after Yan Ailuo was busy below, she packed up her things and went upstairs.

She passed by Yan Shenxing's room, hesitated for a moment, but pushed open the door and went in to take a look.

This room is also very fairytale-like, but it is more bookish than other children's rooms.

The largest cabinet is not a toy cabinet, but a bookshelf with a laboratory bench next to it. On the ground is a Lego, very huge, half of it is assembled, and the other half is still scattered on the ground.

Yan Shenxing's small bed was covered with blue starry sheets, and the quilt was of the same color, and it had been kicked to the ground at this time.

Although he is a genius child and very sensible, he is still a child in the end, and he can also kick the quilt.

Yan Ailuo went over, helped him pull up the quilt and cover it, and squatted on the side of the bed to watch for a while.

With the passage of time, how can you not have feelings for a long time with this child? What's more, she was born in agony after a few hours of labor pain.

But the pimple in her heart never passed, so she couldn't help but be a lot harsh on this child.

She was afraid that he would grow into Yu Ziye's distorted personality, so she named him Shen Xing, hoping that he would be a warning from a young age and know what to do and what not to do.

It's just that she doesn't know if she has selfish intentions for this child's strictness.

Could it be that she transferred her hatred for Yu Ziye to her child and retaliated by harsh discipline?

This kid is not wrong, on the contrary, he is very sensible and obedient.

She knew she would be too shameless if that was the case.

No matter what Yu Ziye did wrong, this child was also born and raised by her. Others may be able to retaliate against Yan Shenxing in the name of revenge against Yu Ziye, but she doesn't have that power as a mother.

Yan Ailuo is actually more entangled than anyone else, but she can't get out of this tangled feeling.

After looking at it for a while, she helped the little guy pull up the quilt again, and she quietly exited the room.

And Yan Zhihao was standing at the end of the corridor, saw her come out, and smiled at her.

Yan Ailuo walked over, stood aside, and said helplessly: "Dad, you can't do this anymore." What if he is seen? His face is too distinct, what if Yu Ziye sees it and finds him back? ”

Yan Zhihao shook his head: "Don't worry, I don't think he looks like Yu Ziye at all, but more like Yu Zichen." If you weren't confident that this was Yu Ziye's child, I really doubt that he was Yu Zichen's own child. ”

Yan Ailuo was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it again.

She herself couldn't tell who Yan Shenxing looked more like.

Yan Zhihao wanted to ask her if she had made a mistake, but this topic was taboo in front of Xiao Luo, so he didn't mention it again.

But seeing that his daughter was worried, he also promised: "Don't worry, I will never take him to this kind of occasion in the future." I promise, this is the last time. Isn't it watching him celebrate his birthday, thinking about making him happy. ”

Yan Ailuo said a few more words helplessly, and got a guarantee that there was no insurance, so she didn't hold on to this matter anymore.

After a few days of peace, one night, Yan Shenxing came back from kindergarten and was very dull when he ate.

He thought for a moment, looked up and asked, "Mom, do I still have to stay grounded and can't go out at night?" ”

Yan Ailuo snorted: "A good week is a week, and a day cannot be less." ”

The little guy sighed old-fashionedly: "Okay. Then I wouldn't even go to kindergarten, would I? Recently, there have been a couple of weirdos next to the kindergarten. ”

Yan Zhihao and Yan Ailuo immediately became alert.

This kid is too sensible, understands more things than many adults, and is also very perceptive, and the weirdos he says are definitely different from the weirdos that other children say.

"What kind of weirdo?" Yan Ailuo asked solemnly.

The little guy thought for a while and said, "There are toys for sale, let people sign them, write their parents' names and phone numbers, and you can get toys for free." ”

This form of collecting information from parents and calling them to sell is common, and it is not strange.

But the two adults still didn't relax, because Yan Shenxing would never say anything about others.

"What's wrong with them?"

"The toys they give away for free are too expensive. I've seen it in the mall, and one can cost more than 100 yuan. It's different from other toys. ”

Yan Shenxing couldn't say clearly, but he keenly felt that the uncles who gave the toys were very abnormal.

"One of them chased me for an autograph, but I didn't want to, so I called the kindergarten teacher and drove them away."

Generally, if you give free toys on the street, the value of the toys will never exceed one yuan, because it is not necessary, and the cost of collecting information will also increase.

This kind of person who gives away toys for free with one or two hundred yuan is really abnormal to look at.

Especially if you don't look for an adult, and you still chase a three-year-old child to get an autograph, it's even more abnormal.

Because it is good for a three-year-old child to be able to write his own name, but he can't write an adult's name and phone number at all.

Yan Ailuo and Yan Zhihao glanced at each other, and they both heard the feeling that the wind and rain were coming.

"Are they chasing you only, or are everyone chasing you?"

Yan Shenxing said: "I chased a lot of people. Later, the teacher said that they might be human traffickers and called the police. But I think they are still around, and they haven't left at all. ”

When he was playing in the kindergarten yard, he saw pedestrians on the street.

There was an uncle in the car, wearing a suit and black sunglasses, looking cool, but he was actually one of the toys who was delivering toys on the street the other day.

Yan Shenxing has a keen sense of observation, and he can remember his appearance after seeing it once, and he can see at a glance that the uncle is abnormal.

But he didn't say this, because he saw that his grandfather and mother had taken it seriously enough.

In the evening, Yan Ailuo discussed with Yan Zhihao.

In the end, the result was to change the kindergarten first, and if the situation was really wrong, move the house.

It seems too deliberate to move a little bit of wind and grass, so it's better to change kindergartens first and then wait and see what happens.

Chu Xiao observed for several days but didn't find where Yan Ailuo's home was, and wanted to follow Yan Shenxing, but he didn't succeed in tracking him once.

Later, the person directly changed the kindergarten and did not come.

His clue was broken here.

It was a long time before he realized that what he thought was a strict plan had been uncovered by a three-year-old guy.

"Demons, they're all demons."