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Halfway through the pile, the faint aroma of food wafted through the air. The young and old couldn't help but put down the blocks in their hands and look towards the dining table at the same time.

At this moment, Ji Anan, dressed in an apron, was walking out with a bowl and chopsticks in his hands.

She intended to call the two out for dinner, but when she turned her head, she met two pairs of glowing eyes.

She laughed. "Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

With that, the two of them immediately rushed to the bathroom.

However, once he arrived at the washroom, he encountered a problem.

The sink was too high for him to reach.

Teng Yiyang fell behind his son. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but recall the bathroom in the dining hall where Sleeping Treasure encountered the same problem.

At this time, he was especially grateful for their fated relationship. Before he knew of Sleeping Treasure's identity, they had met in advance.

No wonder he liked Sleeping Treasure so much.

It turned out to be because of the same blood flowing between them.

"Do you need my help?"

The voice came from behind Sleeping Treasure. He turned his head to look and immediately nodded. Then, he opened his hands.

Seeing his son acting so obediently with dependence in his eyes, Teng Yi Yang glanced at the small stool in the corner, and finally chose to ignore him.

He bent down and picked up his son. Then he walked him to the sink and turned on the tap.

Nightingale's hand was white and fat, and one of his small hands was more than enough to hold both his hands.

When this short hand flipped in his palm, he didn't even dare to use force to scrub it. He was afraid that if he didn't master his strength properly, he would injure it.

Thus, this wash lasted for a long time.

Washing one's hands was usually done by Sleeping Treasure himself. He felt very happy to have his father help wash his hands today, even though it took him two or three times more time than usual.

After washing up, he placed the sleeping treasure on the ground.

Teng Yiyang was about to wash off the foam on his hands, but he heard her say, "Beautiful uncle, I'll help you wash later."

He turned his head and saw that Sleeping Bao had pulled out a small chair. Then, he stepped forward and stood beside him.

He was stunned by the gesture, and before he could react, the soft little hand pulled his hand close to the tap.

"Mommy said, people have to help each other, without any proper way to get it, we have to give it back when we don't have to."

Nightbreak Trickster earnestly said as he rubbed his fingers.

"That's why Uncle helped me wash my hands." That's why Uncle helped me wash my hands.

He looked up and gave him a big smile.

Teng Yiyang was stunned by her smile. He looked at his son earnestly rubbing his fingers, and his eyes became slightly moist.

He lowered his head and replied, "You did well."

Your mommy taught you well.

After waiting for a long time, Ji Anan still hadn't seen the two come out. Feeling that something was off, he took off his apron, walked to the washroom door, and took a look.

The scene of the two of them nestling together and washing their hands came into view.

She watched him for a while, then silently walked away.

When the two of them came out, the table was already filled with food and chopsticks. Ji An was sitting by the side and scooping up soup.

Teng Yiyang was slightly dazed, as if he had returned to the past. She had prepared a meal and was waiting for him to eat it.

Sleeping Bao, as usual, ran over to Mommy and sat down in a nearby chair.

Then he turned around and urged the dazed people, "Beautiful uncle, hurry and sit down to eat!"

Teng Yiyang came back to his senses and walked forward with a smile.

However, the problem in front of him right now was that he couldn't talk to her properly if he was sitting next to her, but he also couldn't talk to her properly if he was sitting next to her.

In the end, he chose to sit in front of them.

Ji Anan didn't know what he was thinking, but his heart was focused solely on his son.

She put the soup by her son's hand and prepared to eat.

Teng Yiyang waited for a long time for his soup, "What about mine?"

Hearing this, Ji An looked up in puzzlement. He glanced at Sleeping Treasure and the soup in front of her. She couldn't help but twitch her mouth. Considering her son's looks, she had to put some effort into cooking before she served him.

She knew that this person would open the dyeing room if she showed him some color, so she decided to ignore him.

When he heard that there was no soup for the dung, he immediately pushed his soup over.

"Beautiful uncle, I'll give you mine to drink."

Teng Yi Yang looked at the soup and then looked at his son. He was especially touched.

And then, he threw a provocative look towards Ji Anan.

See, my son will love me.

At this moment, Ji An wanted to roll his eyes, but because his son was present, he couldn't give an example.

She took a fresh bowl of soup for her son.

In Teng Yi Yang's eyes, this match was his victory.

During dinner, he noticed something he hadn't noticed the last time.

The Nightmare Treasure Convention would wait for the adults to move their chopsticks before stretching out their chopsticks to pick up some food. During the meal, it was very quiet, and not a single sound could be heard.

Looking at Ji Anan, he lowered his head to ask his son. His face was gentle and his fingers carelessly brushed against his cheeks, tying his hair behind his ears. Suddenly, he remembered what his son had said in the washroom.

He had misunderstood her earlier, but she had actually taught her son well.

When he wasn't beside the two of them.

This fact caused him to feel slightly disappointed in his heart.

Their lives didn't need him, or whether they had him or not, it made no difference, because they could all live well.

Ning noticed that this person seemed to have become very quiet. He lowered his head, eating without speaking a word.

She was already used to it. Today, he had been talking nonstop, but now he had suddenly quieted down. This really made her uncomfortable.

The mother and son duo looked at each other, confused.

Although he knew this person was unworthy of sympathy, when he thought back to the scene he saw outside the washroom, he still gave Sleeping Treasure a wink.

Sleeping Bao understood tacitly. He picked up a piece of chicken willow and put it in the bowl of dung.

When the dung looked up, he smiled at him and said, "Uncle, you have to eat more. The food that mother makes is very delicious."

He looked at the extra dishes in the bowl and heard his son's words. He couldn't help but cover his eyes and rub them vigorously, trying to calm his heart down and make his voice sound as normal as possible. "Thank you, Sleeping Bao. You should eat more too."

Sleeping Bao nodded vigorously and looked at him expectantly.

When Teng Yiyang recovered from his earlier state of mind, he saw the gaze of Sleeping Treasure.

He immediately reacted, his heart lighting up as he picked up a pair of chopsticks and placed it into his son's bowl. He smiled, "You give your uncle food, your uncle should also give you food. You have to eat more when you grow up."

"Thank you, uncle." Sleeping Bao continued to eat contentedly.

Sleeping Treasure took a bite of food and immediately soothed him. Ji An felt that this person was living a life of his own.

She shook her head and prepared to eat, but there was an extra dish in her bowl.