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Chapter 937: Chapter 921 Little Bean Disappeared Chapter 937: Chapter 921 Little Bean Disappeared Tang Yu held Xiaobai’s little hand, asking him to sit properly.

She was like pulling up Miaomiao because she was the one who grew up being “pulled up,” understanding that without putting in the effort now, one would never reach the desired place.

Xiaobai was very well-behaved, his memory exceptionally good.

He might not understand these things now, but he would remember them in his mind.

If asked later, he could quickly recall them.

“Mommy, Xiaobai wants to go sleepy.”

Xiaobai rubbed his eyes, ready to go to bed.

Tang Yuxin glanced at the time; it was precisely noon, the time for their daily nap—a habit for both Dabai and Xiaobai, no matter the place, they could always sleep.

“Okay, good, Mommy will take you to sleep.”

She picked up Xiaobai and carried him to the room, then pulled the blanket over him, letting him sleep.

Xiaobai rubbed his eyes again and soon fell asleep.

“What, is he asleep?”

Tang Zhinian came in holding Dabai, who was already sleeping on his shoulder.

“Just fell asleep.”

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Tang Yuxin stood up and moved aside, and Zhinian carefully laid Dabai down.

The two kids looked exactly alike, which was very rare—of course, it was also because they were good-looking, and good-looking children had their natural advantages.

Now the family, counting Tang Xincheng, had four children, and with Little Bean there, it was even livelier.

After Wang Douzi stayed for a few days, Old Master Wang started calling incessantly from the south, urging as if on a life-and-death matter, saying he missed his grandson terribly and demanded his grandson be brought back, or else he’d make the trip himself.

Zhang Xiangcao didn’t dare refuse; she hastily took Wang Xiaodou to the great-grandpa’s place.

As long as Wang Xiaodou was healthy, Old Master Wang would be happy; otherwise, he would scowl at everyone and scold anyone he saw.

Indeed, as soon as Old Master Wang saw his grandson, cute and well-behaved, and with his little arms and legs grown sturdier than before, he broke into a smile.

“Alright, you can go back now.”

Old Master Wang hurried people on, “Douzi is fine staying with me.

I’ll look after him.”

Well, what could Zhang Xiangcao say?

She dared not refuse and had to leave Wang Xiaodou behind before heading to Tang Garden.

Old Master Wang relaxed only when Zhang Xiangcao was gone; hmph, he’d keep none of them—son, daughter, grandson, all should stay far from him.

He just wanted to personally raise his great-grandson.

“Dear grandson, grandpa has missed you.”

Old Master Wang kissed his grandson’s little cheek vigorously, then carried him out to bask in the sunlight.

Wang Xiaodou was a well-behaved child.

While the great-grandpa sat sunbathing, he played on the grass, sometimes pulling up a blade of grass, other times picking up a leaf, thoroughly enjoying himself.

The sun was comfortably warm, and Old Master Wang originally intended to watch his little grandson.

Somehow, though, he felt incredibly sleepy, though of course, he had no intention to sleep.

Just squinting for a moment.

Yes, just for a moment.

Just a short moment would do.

As she dozed off, she truly fell asleep, even starting to snore.

Wang Xiaodou looked up with her little face, tilted her little head, puzzled as to why her great-grandfather was snoring.

She stood up, swaying as she walked over to Mr.

Wang, and stretched out her chubby little hand to tug on Mr.

Wang’s clothes, but Mr.

Wang continued to snore, sound asleep.

Wang Xiaodou thought for a moment, then took off her little jacket and covered Mr.

Wang’s legs with it, patting them gently.

“Good baby, sleep tight, mommy loves you…”

She sang in off-key notes, then split into a wide smile and ran off to pick up leaves to play with.

At that time, unknown to anyone, not too far away, a sneaky figure was hiding.

The person had been there for who knows how long, and Wang Xiaodou, still preoccupied with playing, occasionally picked up leaves, piling them up and enjoying herself.

As for Mr.

Wang, perhaps it was the pleasant sunshine today or his recent poor health that left him snoring continuously without waking up.

Finally, the sneaky person made their move, nearly silent as they ran over, then suddenly covered Little Bean’s mouth.

Wang Xiaodou struggled and wiggled, and the person took something out from their person and pressed it against Wang Xiaodou’s face.

Before long, Wang Xiaodou stopped moving.

The person tucked Wang Xiaodou under their arm and headed towards the courtyard wall.

Mr.

Wang opened his eyes, still muddled with sleep, unsure whether it was day or night.

He looked up at the sun for quite some time.

Some leaves just happened to block the light, casting a shadow that hid the sunlight.

“How did I fall asleep?”

He sat up, feeling quite bewildered by the sudden nap.

“Little Bean, Little Bean.”

He called for his great-grandson.

But after waiting for what felt like an age, why hadn’t his Little Bean come to find him?

“Are you playing hide-and-seek with Great-grandpa?

Well, hide well because Great-grandpa is coming to find you,” he chuckled, only to have an item fall from him as he stood up.

It was Little Bean’s coat.

He picked it up off the ground, but without giving it much thought, he placed the jacket back on his chair and went to find his grandson.

The boy loved playing hide-and-seek with Great-grandpa, although he never had much patience, usually revealing himself after hiding for just a short while.

Today his patience seemed extraordinary.

Perhaps it was a sign he was growing up.

Indeed, time flew by—his great-grandson was going to be two soon, three next year, old enough for kindergarten.

Before long, he would get married and have children.

He had to live on; maybe he could even become a great-great-grandfather.

“Little Bean, Little Bean.”

He kept searching while calling out Wang Xiaodou’s name.

Much time passed, yet the child didn’t appear.

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Could he have fallen asleep?

It was possible; he himself had slept, so surely Little Bean, too, must have found a hiding spot to doze off.

“Little Bean, come out and play with Great-grandpa.”

Mr.

Wang started looking for Little Bean everywhere.

The child was so small that he could be hidden behind any tree, unseen.

So he searched tree by tree, really thinking Little Bean was playing with him.

However, before long, he became frantic, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Where was his Little Bean, his precious great-grandson?

Where had he run off to?