Ai Zhiyin pushed open the bedroom door.

Han Ji was not there.

Strange, where else can he go.

When he called to inquire, Han Ji said he was in Han Haoxuan's room.

Ai Zhiyin found it even more strange.

She went to Han Haoxuan's room again.

She was stunned when she opened the door.

The father and son were sitting on the ground fighting Lego.

Originally, Ai Zhiyin promised Han Haoxuan that he could play for a while after he completed his morning lessons.

At this moment, Han Ji was playing with Han Haoxuan.

Seeing that Han Haoxuan was clumsy and couldn't stand it, Han Ji wanted to come over and splice it for him by himself, and then returned it to him.

Han Haoxuan took it and said politely: "Thank you dad."

Han Ji was not polite at all, and even annoyed: "I am your father, don't say thank you."

There was a carpet on the ground, and Ai Zhiyin specially chose Han Haoxuan's favorite Pikachu pattern.

After Ai Zhiyin entered the door, she sat on the carpet and helped to work together, although she didn't know how to make these things.

"Grandpa agrees with your approach, you don't have to feel wronged," said Ai Zhiyin.

"No grievance," Han Ji said: "I have never been a kind person, and I don't need others to agree or agree with it."

"Then you didn't say it clearly, just went upstairs?"

"Because there is no need," Han Ji said: "If I don't do anything in my position, and my aunt doesn't understand the political arena, can I still teach her a lesson from beginning to end?"

"She is your dear aunt. If you want to explain your thoughts and difficulties, she may understand."

"You said it's possible, which means that half of them may not understand," Han Ji said. "There are not so many empathy in this world, and there are not so many understandings. I don't need others to understand me or empathy."

"So I would rather walk all the way to the dark than talk about suffering to the people around me or explain my own situation?"

Han Ji was speechless and did not answer Ai Zhiyin's words.

After a while, Han Ji adjusted his emotions before speaking, "You seem to be talking a little bit lately."

Ai Zhiyin was stunned for a moment and replied, "So too."

Han Ji: "I don't mean to dislike you. I mean, you and me have said a lot recently. And... these words often poke into my heart, making people itchy and painful."

Ai Zhiyin's face was a little hot for some reason, "Maybe, there are too many things happening in the Han family recently."

The days before were too smooth, there was no ups and no chance to be attentive.

Now that the Han family has a lot of difficulties, they are more open than before.

Han Ji: "Maybe. This is also good."

Ai Zhiyin: "It's better to go through these bad things earlier. I don't know if my aunt can figure it out, and my grandfather doesn't know if she can convince her."

Han Ji: "Difficult."

Ai Zhiyin: "I think so."

The two looked at each other tacitly.

"Mom, how do you fight these two?" Han Haoxuan held up two Lego parts for Ai Zhiyin to show.

Ai Zhiyin has a big head.

"I'll do it," Han Ji took it, studied it carefully, and pointed it to Han Haoxuan, "This is the wing of the plane... This should be the head..."

Han Ji directed Han Haoxuan to put one of the parts in place, and Han Haoxuan took another piece and put it next to him. Han Ji praised, "No, but we're going to work too slowly. It's better for your uncle to be there. He used to like to tinker with these things and has also worked on a lot of these things."

Ai Zhiyin laughed and said, "The one you are playing now is given by Han Chen."

Han Ji was slightly stunned: "When? Why don't I know?"

Ai Zhiyin said: "When he was promoted to the attendance, it was a happy thing. When he came back, there was no one else at home except grandpa and me. He pulled Haoxuan to play with him and whispered to Haoxuan, saying that he had promoted to the attendance. Later, Haoxuan told me again, I thought he wanted to celebrate, but he couldn't find anyone. At dinner, I arranged a cake to celebrate. Although there were only four of us, he was very happy. The next day he gave Haoxuan some gifts, and this Lego was one of them."

Han Ji was surprised: "Why don't I know? No, why didn't you tell me anything?"

Ai Zhiyin was puzzled: "I told you that Han Chensheng is the main subject."

Han Ji: "You mean Han Chensheng was in charge, but you didn't say you celebrated him."

Ai Zhiyin was even more puzzled: "What's the point of telling you about this? You were on a business trip and wouldn't come back to celebrate with Han Chen."

Han Ji was inexplicably angry.

Ai Zhiyin did these things for his family, but he didn't know at all.

"Mom, Dad, are you quarreling?" Han Haoxuan asked suddenly.

Ai Zhiyin smiled and coaxed Han Haoxuan, saying, "No, we are just discussing something."

"Oh," Han Haoxuan seemed to understand. He secretly glanced at Han Ji, "I think my father seemed angry."

"No, dad is not angry," Ai Zhiyin asked: "When did you ever see dad get angry? Well? Hasn't dad been very gentle? Look, he is still playing with you now."

Han Ji's voice was a little more intense, and he looked at Ai Zhiyin silently, with a complicated expression.

This woman is too unsolvable.

He couldn't pick out any flaws.

"What do you think of me?" Ai Zhiyin reminded, "It's rare that you have time, so you can play with Haoxuan for a while."

"Yes," Han Ji lowered his head and continued to search for Lego's parts.

"Mom, too," Han Haoxuan gave the wings of the plane he had put into his hand to Ai Zhiyin.

Ai Zhiyin smiled, "Okay."

"Knowing the soul." Han Ji suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?" Ai Zhiyin asked.

"I will go home often in the future."

"Well," said Ai Zhiyin: "It's better to come back more, and you have free time to spend more time with Haoxuan. The growth of a child must be inseparable from the company of his father. In the past, he was young, and you were not here or not, and he had no big impact, and he had no memory. Now he is a time to play. You must be able to accompany him and give him a complete and interesting childhood, which will affect his life."

"I know," Han Ji thought about it and said, "But, can you stop talking about the children?"

"What are you talking about?"

Han Ji pursed his lips and paused, "Nothing."

Ai Zhiyin smiled gently and said, "I seem to understand what you mean. I still said the same thing. This is your home, and I have never turned you out."

"Um."

Of course Han Ji knew she was smart enough.

Otherwise, he would not have given up on his ex and chose to take the initiative to deal with her.

But now she is too smart and too easy to do.

Even though she knew what he meant, the answer she gave was indeed so impeccable.

Giving him enough room for imagination, but it is not a positive answer.

It is clearly telling the truth, but it cannot explain anything further.

Even when he mentioned that Kan Tong sent him a message, she would ask him one more question, so that he could know that she cared about it.

But she didn't.

It's so strange.
Chapter completed!