Jiang Yihan's heart sank slightly, he must have noticed something!
He immediately denied himself.
No, he acted naturally and there should be no flaws exposed.
Jiang Yihan told himself not to panic, and pretended to be calm and met Jiang Nuantang's eyes.
Jiang Nuantang really didn't recognize him.
I just knew in advance that the Shao family had a little boy who looked exactly like his son, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances when I saw him.
The more he looked at it, the more he felt something familiar between the other person's brows. Maybe she had not only given birth to two children back then, but the one in front of him was also her child...
Jiang Nuantang was slightly lost in thought, but Shao Hongjun had already called Jiang Yihan over, holding his hand as if offering a treasure.
"I learned that your father is bringing you over today, and my great-grandfather specially asked someone to make your favorite taro ball and red bean soup, so I asked someone to bring it over."
The old man gave the order, and soon someone came in with several bowls of chilled taro ball and red bean soup.
Shao Hongjun first picked the bowl with the most ingredients for Jiang Yihan, and then handed the second-largest bowl to Jiang Nuantang.
"Xiao Nuan, eat a bowl and try it too."
"Thank you, Grandpa Shao."
Jiang Nuantang did not refuse, took the decoction, scooped a mouthful and put it into his mouth.
Cold, soft and glutinous, sweet and delicious.
It's the taste and texture that she likes to eat.
Jiang Nuantang couldn't help but squint her eyes, and her whole body exuded an aura of happiness.
Jiang Yihan didn't like sweets, but seeing Jiang Nuantang eating so deliciously, he couldn't help but imitate her and scooped a mouthful into his mouth.
As soon as I took it, I couldn't stop coughing.
"Ahem..."
Jiang Yihan held his neck, coughing until his heart almost came out, and his throat was still very uncomfortable.
This, this is too sweet!
Sweet to the point of singing.
Even if he was prepared in advance, he never expected it to be so sweet.
I'm afraid I didn't put the whole can of sugar in it.
Jiang Yihan cursed in his heart, grabbed the boiled water in front of Shao Zhanlin and poured it into his mouth.
It wasn't until the sweet feeling dissipated and my throat wasn't so sticky that I took a deep breath, but said I wouldn't touch the bowl of taro balls and red beans again.
"What's wrong? You don't like sweets the most on weekdays. I even asked them to put more sugar in, just because you don't think it's sweet enough..."
"Where's Xiao Nuan? Do you think it's too sweet?"
Shao Hongjun turned around and asked Jiang Nuantang for his opinion. Before Jiang Nuantang could answer, he heard Shao Zhanlin say:
"He doesn't like sweets these days and likes spicy food."
Don't like sweets, but like spicy food?
Think about the one at home who doesn’t like spicy food but loves sweets...
boom!
It seemed like something exploded in my mind along with the truth.
Jiang Nuantang paused the movements of his hands and glanced at Jiang Yihan subconsciously.
Jiang Yihan noticed it, but did not dare to look at him. He could only shrink his head and pretend to be a transparent person.
In recent days, many of my son's strange behaviors and unexplainable behaviors seem to have reasonable explanations.
Jiang Nuantang suddenly felt enlightened, but he resisted not showing it in front of Shao Hongjun and Shao Zhanlin's grandparents, and his original intention to leave was postponed.
I waited until Jiang Yihan was single before I found the opportunity to go find him.
…
in the garden
Jiang Nuantang stepped over, without covering up, and whispered directly to the boy who was playing alone.
"Enthalpy?"
It was supposed to be a question, but Jiang Nuantang used an affirmative tone.
After observation, she was now 100% sure that the little guy in front of her was Jiang Yihan, whom she had been pregnant with for ten months and had worked hard for five years.
As for why he pretended not to know her, it probably had something to do with Shao Yijin who was at home now.
Thinking of Shao Yijin and the two little guys causing trouble together, Jiang Nuantang frowned slightly.
Jiang Yihan subconsciously looked around and found that the servant who had been standing by his side was no longer there at some point.
Despite this, he did not admit his identity immediately. Instead, he pretended not to understand and said:
"Auntie, have you mistakenly recognized the person? My surname is Shao and my name is Shao Yijin. It's not the enthalpy you mentioned."
Jiang Yihan raised his head, his delicate little face full of innocence.
If Jiang Nuantang hadn't known his son's temperament well, he would have been fooled by him.
"Yeah?"
Jiang Nuantang raised the corners of his lips, half-smiling but not smiling:
"Then you probably don't know! The real Shao Yijin has a small red mole under his left earlobe. The location is not conspicuous, but it is difficult to spot if you look carefully."
Small red mole?
He really didn't, and he didn't pay attention to whether Shao Yijin was there, but seeing Jiang Nuantang swearing so confidently, he couldn't help but feel guilty.
Jiang Yihan raised his hand and subconsciously wanted to touch his left earlobe.
Although he stopped quickly, it was enough for Jiang Nuantang to fully understand his reaction.
Jiang Nuantang calmly withdrew his gaze, paused, and then continued:
"I just observed you for a long time, but I didn't find any mole under your earlobe. It happens that my son has one in the same place. What a coincidence, isn't it? Do you think there could be any misunderstanding?"
After hearing this, Jiang Yihan already believed 80% of Jiang Nuantang's words, and the remaining 20% was still hesitant that his mother was deceiving him.
Jiang Nuantang knew what he was thinking, and was not in a hurry. He just stated slowly:
"If this is the case, then we have to let Mr. Shao know about it."
"Although he usually has many things to do every day, it is impossible to cover everything, but if the son turns into someone else, it is not a small matter. And I think he has begun to doubt it, and he will believe me when I tell him.
...And Mr. Shao, do you think he would be very sad if he found out that the dessert he specially prepared was not the real Shao Yijin."
Astonishingly offensive, Jiang Nuantang's last words were undoubtedly the last straw that broke Jiang Yihan's psychological defense.
Shao Yijin, who was already extremely guilty, could no longer bear it.
He stood there thinly, with no trace of color on his face.
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Jiang Nuantang said nothing more and turned to leave.
Jiang Yihan was already panicking, but seeing her action again, he thought he was really going to find Shao Zhanlin. He didn't care about anything anymore, so he hurriedly called out: