At the dinner table, Shangguan Yu and the little guy were eating and talking, mainly Shangguan Yu was talking, the little guy was becoming less and less talkative now, and he seemed to be more aware of the incompleteness of this family and his father's indifference.

The little guy secretly looked at Jun Moyan who was "unsociable" in eating quietly, and his little face was full of loss.

Jun Moyan seemed to notice the little guy's emotions, and couldn't help but look at him, then reached out and picked up a piece of meat for the little guy and put it in his bowl.

The little guy immediately looked at him, then happily ate the slices of meat with a spoon, and his gloomy little face slowly cleared again.

At night, after coaxing the little guy to bed, Shangguan Yu came to the study room again to find Jun Moyan, and asked, "Have An An told you that he was discriminated against in kindergarten?"

The little guy doesn't like to talk and doesn't want to talk to others when he has something to do. There are many naughty children in kindergarten, so it is likely that it's not just about An An's eyes.

Jun Moyan was stunned and looked at him.

"Okay, you need not say anything. I don't think An An will tell you, but even if he doesn't say it himself, can't you, the father, notice it?"

"The child's mind is sensitive, not to mention An An. Because his eyes are different from others, the kindergarten children slander him with this."

"Even if you have such a small eye, they can bully An An. I don't know how bullied An An is in school. I know you feel bad, but An An is your son, Xiao Ai's son, and your two sons. You ignore An An so much and don't pay attention to his mental health. Are you worthy of Xiao Ai? An An is getting quieter and less talkative now. Have you not noticed these?"

It has been two and a half years since An An took back it in five months. Now he is three years old. At that time, Jun Moyan said that Wen Xiaoai would come back soon, but there is no news yet.

He didn't dare to ask Jun Moyan about Wen Xiaoai now, and no one dared to mention it. He knew that he was in pain, and he felt sorry for Jun Moyan, but he couldn't stand Jun Moyan's treatment of An An like this.

"You can't transfer the things in your heart to An An. How old is he? If this continues, An An will sooner or later."

"I don't care what you have tomorrow. You have to go to An'an's kindergarten and learn about his situation at school with Teacher An'an."

Shangguan Yu said this a lot, but he heard Jun Mo Yan say something again: "I will talk to Qingyi."

Shangguan Yu was annoyed at that time.

"Jun Moyan!"

Entering the night

Jun Moyan pushed open the little guy's door and touched Hei and came to the bed softly.

He turned on the light at the head of the bed, looked at the sleeping little guy, reached out to tuck his back corner, and then sat down by the bed with his hands and feet.

He looked at the little guy for a while, then reached out to touch the little guy's head, and gently scratched the little guy's white and tender face twice.

The little guy moved, but didn't wake up.

Jun Moyan withdrew his hand and looked at the little guy quietly.

At the beginning, Xiao Anan looked like Wen Xiaoai, with his eyes, nose and mouth, but now he looks more and more like him as he grows.

The next morning, Qingyi sent the little guy to kindergarten.
Chapter completed!