What kind of really delicious fruits are, Wan Qiu doesn't know, what are the names of those fruits that have never been seen at all in the fruit stall, Wan Qiu doesn't know.

The fruit bowl in front of him gave Wanqiu a very unique understanding of fruit for the first time.

Are there so many varieties of fruits?

Wanqiu looked at the rich fruit platter, the beautiful plating and the fresh fruits that didn't need to be processed and could be eaten directly, and the colorful colors caught Wanqiu's eyeballs.

Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu are human spirits in the end, how could they not see the interest that Wan Qiu finally showed.

Yang Xiaoyu, who has never been able to really find Wanqiu's interest, was hooked by Wanqiu's interest that he finally showed.

Instead of letting Wanqiu choose the fruit with a fork, Yang Xiaoyu chose to feed it herself.

"Taste this?" Yang Xiaoyu pinched a cherry in her hand, her beautiful snow-white fingers and red cherries set off each other, and Wan Qiu felt as if it was a display painting that appeared in an elementary school art textbook.

Yang Xiaoyu stuffed the red cherry into Wan Qiu's mouth, and Chu Jianshu watched quietly opposite the mother and son.

Wan Qiu chewed the cherry slowly, as if fully enjoying the feeling of fruit juice in his mouth, and ate a small cherry for a long time.

This little enjoyment obviously pleased Yang Xiaoyu.

The corners of Chu Jianshu's mouth also had a smile.

The bitter air that was originally suppressed was diluted by the faint sweeteners exposed by Wan Qiu.

After following these days, Chu Jianshu gradually realized that Wanqiu was too indisputable in everything, and everything could get Wanqiu's thanks and joy.

It can only be understood through the data, so that they rely too much on the data, it is likely to enter a misunderstanding.

What they pay attention to is what Wanqiu is 'watching'.

Maybe what Wanqiu really wants, desires, is what he 'doesn't see'.

Chu Jianshu's job will not allow him to be too emotional, but as an adult, he can guess Wan Qiu's psychology.

Because it doesn't matter, it's okay to take a few more looks, you won't crave or care.

People who don't like to eat kiwi and mango will also have some curiosity about the shape, shape, and core of kiwi and mango, and will go to see them.

And what they really like, just like a poor child who falls in love with an expensive toy in the window, some children will watch it every day to satisfy their psychology, and some children will turn a blind eye and escape their inner desires.

Wanqiu is the latter.

Wan Qiu never set his sights on fruits.

Not because I don't like it, but because I like it too much.

No, you can't get it, so don't look at it.

Chu Jianshu's education for his children has always been that what he wants must be fought for by his own efforts, and if he doesn't fight or grab, he can only watch what he wants enter the hands of others.

But in the face of Wan Qiu, Chu Jianshu was unable to give such a clear and serious order.

Chu Jianshu lowered his head and was sending a message to his secretary Song Wenqiu.

Chu Jianshu: Wen Qiu, can you prepare a fruit basket for me within an hour, I want the best fruits, preferably with all varieties, and less of each.

Chu Jianshu observed Wan Qiu.

Chu Jianshu: It's best to choose sweet-tasting fruits.

Song Wenqiu: Okay, where do you want to send it?

Chu Jianshu: I sent you the address, it was for Wanqiu.

Song Wenqiu: Do you use fruit baskets for children?

Chu Jianshu looked stunned, imagining Wan Qiu's expression when he saw the fruit basket.

Chu Jianshu: You can make some decorations, and decorate them as beautifully as possible.

Song Wenqiu: Okay, right away.

Chu Jianshu closed his phone and looked at Wanqiu again.

Wan Qiu is different, maybe the most important task now is to let Wan Qiu understand that 'getting' is what it should be.

When Chu Jianshu thought of his mentality, he suddenly smiled a little dumbly, before Wan Qiu returned to them, he was already thinking about how to raise Wan Qiu.

Yang Xiaoyu was immersed in the joy of feeding and receiving feedback from Wanqiu, and such a small feedback was very surprising for parents for a child who was always silent.

"Wanqiu, Wanqiu, open your mouth." Yang Xiaoyu had a piece of mango in his hand and wanted to send it to Wanqiu's mouth.

However, this time, Wan Qiu pushed Yang Xiaoyu's hand away slightly.

Yang Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows slightly, she didn't seem to understand what Wan Qiu meant by doing this, she was 100% sure that Wan Qiu liked mangoes.

"Mommy eats." Wan Qiu raised his eyes and looked at Yang Xiaoyu, who was full of excitement and happiness, "This is delicious, it is one of the best in it." ”

Chu Jianshu's eyes widened slightly.

This is a habit that is not in line with Chu Jianshu's education.

With their status, they are not good at how to share unconditionally.

"Such a delicious thing must be Wanqiu." Yang Xiaoyu said so, shaking the small fork and trying to stuff it into Wanqiu's mouth.

However, Wan Qiu pursed his lips.

Yang Xiaoyu thought about it, and simply put the mango cube on the small fork into his mouth, and the sweet mango juice burst out, and Yang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Well, it's really good, it tastes good." Unexpectedly good, I originally thought that there would be no delicious fruit in such a small place.

As if he had received an evaluation, Wan Qiu just blinked, and then lowered his eyes again.

He doesn't need to get accurate feedback, he just wants to share what he likes with others.

tied up a piece again, but Yang Xiaoyu's feeding failed again.

Yang Xiaoyu glanced at Chu Jianshu, and suddenly sent the mango piece in his hand directly to Chu Jianshu's mouth.

Chu Jianshu did not refuse, chewing slowly.

"How's it going, is it delicious?" Yang Xiaoyu was half-leaning on the table, the corners of her lips were curved, her eyebrows and eyes were gorgeous, and Chu Jianshu couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth.

Chu Jianshu looked at Wan Qiu, Wan Qiu was already going to get the fruit he wanted to eat, but Yang Xiaoyu forked off the tools in Wan Qiu's hand with a fork, and insisted on feeding it himself.

Wan Qiu didn't refuse, he waited for the feed obediently, and opened his mouth to catch it, which made Chu Jianshu a little in a trance.

Their family atmosphere is not like this.

Talking while eating, knocking off other people's utensils, feeding, and using the same utensils, which would never happen in their family, are now happening naturally.

Naturally, like water flowing downward, no one will wonder why this is happening.

Because it was a strong marriage, both families had high expectations for their child, and this unexpectedly born child should have grown up like his brothers.

Seriousness, seriousness, adventurous spirit, and other qualities that should be expected of a leader will all be specially cultivated.

And Wan Qiu's existence may be a unique and unexpected intrusion for their family.

Like a calm, low-key, heavy oil is welcoming a tiny little spark that is shining brightly.

Chapter 29

Wanqiu got a fruit basket.

In the delicate and beautiful fruit basket, there are brightly colored and beautiful flawless fruits, which are even more dazzling than the shiny candies in the well-renovated shops that Wan Qiu has seen.

The aroma of fruit almost scrambles out of the colorful bags of the fruit basket to mischievously seduce the cravings of those who love them.

When Wan Qiu took the fruit basket from Chu Jianshu's hand, he was cautious, as if he was hugging a priceless treasure.

"Thank you, Dad." Wan Qiu raised his head, looked at his biological father, who was much taller than him, and thanked him seriously.

Chu Jianshu looked at the thin child, a huge fruit basket that could only be regarded as a little weight in his hands, but it seemed that he could bury Wanqiu.

"Wanqiu, are you really unwilling to go home with your parents?" Half-bent down, Chu Jianshu once again tried to shake Wanqiu's firmness, "If you follow your parents home, we can give you whatever you like." ”

Wan Qiu blinked, his face buried behind the fruit basket, silent, quiet.

Chu Jianshu asked, "Don't you believe that Dad can give you a better life?" ”

"I believe it." A soft, small voice, but Wan Qiu didn't have any doubts.

Chu Jianshu knew that Wan Qiu would not lie.

"But I have my mom and I'm going home."

Chu Jian stood up again, lowered his eyes, and sighed imperceptibly.

"Be careful on the road." Chu Jianshu said, looking at Wan Qiu to thank him, say goodbye, and leave.

Wan Qiu's back did not hesitate to leave, for Wan Qiu now, Ning Qiaozhen and Ning Hai are his parents.

During this time, Yang Xiaoyu gave Wanqiu a good thing that Ning Qiaozhen couldn't reach.

But Wanqiu will still choose Ning Qiaozhen.

Because Ning Qiaozhen is his mother, in Wanqiu's world, the person who has accompanied him the longest is Ning Qiaozhen and Ning Hai.

He didn't know how to dislike Ning Qiaozhen for not giving him the best and better.

Such behavior and practices are stupid for Chu Jianshu.

His children are indeed not very smart.

But purity, not accounting for any interests, treating the feelings of family members, such a straightforwardness made Chu Jianshu extremely soft-hearted.

Who doesn't love a child who is pure and loves his own home and his own family.

This feeling, which is not moved by money and is not led by temptation, is stolen and should belong to their children.

Such a child should not give his honesty and purity to such a pair of men and women who are not worthy of any affection.

If it had always been Yang Xiaoyu who was impatient, then now Chu Jianshu was not very calm, and his eyebrows were stained with anxiety.

Chu Jianshu was about to check the messages on his phone, and he kept his phone on silent when he was having afternoon tea with Wan Qiu.

However, now that there were suddenly a few more caller IDs from the same communication on his mobile phone, Chu Jianshu's expression froze, and he immediately dialed it again.

Yang Xiaoyu was in the car at this time, looking depressed, and Chu Jianshu directly turned on the hands-free.