Seeing the little guy's unusual nervousness, Han Jiazheng comforted him, "Don't be nervous. Show the same confidence you had when you met me at the train station. Say whatever you want to say. Don't be reserved. Now that you're here, make yourself at home."

"Don't feel wronged. If you're not happy here, your parents will definitely call to ask me."

“I’m not afraid of your dad, I’m afraid your mom will cry because she feels sorry for you. Your mom looks so gentle and weak, she cries at the slightest grievance, and she can’t bear to see you suffer.”

Chen Yibo wasn't paying attention to his godfather's words at all, so he didn't notice that his godfather kept mentioning "your mother" over and over again.

Otherwise, with Chen Yibo's clever little mind, he would have noticed his godfather's undisguised concern for his mother long ago.

Han Jiazheng led Yi Bai into the house. The entire Han family was there, except for their married daughter and son-in-law.

Even Han Yiqian, who is usually not at home and runs to the compound to play with his friends whenever he has free time, was surprised to hear that he actually had an older brother and that his father had already gone to pick him up.

He's sitting obediently next to his grandma right now, eager to see his legendary older brother as soon as possible.

When Qian Yuanyuan saw her husband return, the joy in her eyes was impossible to hide.

They've been married for so many years, and every time Qian Yuanyuan sees this man, she can't help but feel a sense of surprise and joy.

But when she saw her husband holding the hand of a teenage boy intimately, a strange light suddenly flashed in her eyes.

However, no one at the scene noticed that Qian Yuanyuan was acting strangely. Han Jiazheng took Yi Bai's hand and walked to his parents, introducing him to them.

"Mom and Dad, this is my godson, Chen Yibo, whom I adopted when I was working in Nan Province. His father is Chen Qishan from Nan Province."

Mr. Han looked at Chen Yibo and nodded in sudden realization. He remembered that his son had mentioned this person before the New Year, saying that he would be transferred to the provincial capital of Nan Province in the second half of the year.

Han Jiazheng bent down to meet Chen Yibo's gaze, and then introduced them to Chen Yibo, "Yibo, these are your godparents. To make it more intimate, you can just call them grandpa and grandma."

Chen Yibo greeted them loudly, "Hello, Grandpa and Grandma, my name is Chen Yibo, I am the son of Chen Qishan and Lin Yueyao, I am 12 years old this year, and I am studying in Nan Province..."

Once the child started talking, he almost told Han's parents about his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Han Jiazheng quickly interrupted him, saying that if he continued talking, he might not get to eat today.

With lingering fear, Han's parents handed Chen Yibo the red envelopes they had prepared long ago, saying, "This is a small token of our appreciation from your grandfather and me. We wish you a bright future, good health, peace, and happiness."

After accepting the red envelope, Chen Yibo thanked Han Jiazheng, who then introduced him to his wife.

“This is your Aunt Han. If you find calling her ‘Aunt’ too much of a mouthful, you can call her Aunt Qian from now on.”

Chen Yibo was puzzled. Shouldn't she be called godmother?

But since his godfather had introduced him like that, he said, "Hello Aunt Qian, my name is Chen Yibo. I hope to bother you often in the future and take good care of you."

Qian Yuanyuan looked at the way the child addressed her, and forced a stiff smile. She had prepared a red envelope, but now she couldn't bring herself to hand it over.

When Qian Yuanyuan heard her husband's perfunctory introduction, her face couldn't help but turn somewhat ugly.

Han Yiqian, who was standing next to his mother, didn't understand the strange thing about his father and mother.

She just kept staring at the older brother with curious eyes, her usual tyrannical behavior completely gone.

Finally, Han Jiazheng introduced the two little ones to each other.

"Yi-Bai, this is your younger brother Yi-Qian. Yi-Qian, this is your older brother Yi-Bai. Say hello to your brother."

"Multiplied by a hundred?"

"Shout a thousand?"

Both clear children's voices carried a hint of doubt.

Ah, is that what their names mean?

(Oh dear, I only realized now that the two children's names have similar pronunciations, they sound like 100 and 1000.)

Han Yiqian looked at the older brother he had just met and couldn't contain his excitement, "Brother, your name is 100, and mine is 1000."

"My 1000 is more than your 100, so am I older than you?"

Han Xiaobawang's words were clearly a deliberate provocation. He's already in third grade; how could he not know the meaning of his name?

Chen Yibo, however, didn't care at all and didn't take the kid's provocation seriously.

After everyone got to know each other, Chen Yibo took out all the gifts that the driver had brought earlier.

Hand the cigarettes, alcohol, and tea to Grandpa Han.

"Grandpa, my mom and dad specially bought this. It's a local specialty from our area. They know you like to drink tea and have a little wine, so my dad asked me to bring it to Grandpa Han."

"Grandma, this is a hand-embroidered cheongsam and a fan that my mother specially picked out for you."

Then he gave Qian Yuanyuan a cheongsam of a different color and style, but Qian Yuanyuan's other gift was a handkerchief.

As for Han Yiqian, Yueyao gave him a golden longevity lock and a jade pendant engraved with his name.

As for Han Jiazheng, Yueyao gave him an ivory seal with his name and style name engraved on it.

Han Jiazheng was overjoyed when he received the gift.

At least with this seal, he had something to hold onto; it represented the little woman's blessings and expectations for him.

They weren't completely cut off from each other afterward; they even shared a son, didn't they? Although he was a son of the same father, he still made up two-thirds of the family, didn't he?

Chen Yibo got along well with the Han family after meeting them, and the two little boys continued their battle of wits.

As for Qian Yuanyuan's cold attitude? Anyway, Chen Yibo doesn't interact with her, so it doesn't matter.

After just one week, living on the same floor and seeing each other all the time, Chen Yibo grew impatient with Aunt Qian's sarcastic remarks.

Chen Yibo has never suffered any injustice since he was a child, so he is not the type to be patient and tolerant.

So, after Han Jiazheng was about to go to work, Chen Yibo insisted on going with him.

She even said in a pitiful voice, "Godfather, I won't bother you when you go to work. Don't you have a dorm? Can I go to your dorm to play?"

Since Chen Yibo arrived, Han Jiazheng has stopped living in the dormitory there and has moved directly to this compound to sleep with Chen Yibo.

This is precisely why Chen Yibo is disliked by Qian Yuanyuan and Han Yiqian.

After all, one has lost her husband's love, and the other has lost her father's wholehearted love.

Han Yiqian felt that with his godbrother's arrival, his father treated his brother better than him. How could Han Yiqian feel comfortable about this?

At this point, Han Jiazheng couldn't resist Chen Yibo's coaxing and had no choice but to nod helplessly.

"Let me make this clear first, I won't have time to accompany you over there. Just stay in the room and rest, and don't go out and wander around. I'm worried about leaving you alone."

"Mmm, I'll be good."

The two chatted and laughed as they walked downstairs. When Chen Yibo saw Han Yiqian, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

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