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Chapter 952: Chapter 936: They Are All Grandsons Chapter 952: Chapter 936: They Are All Grandsons Both of them kept watch over Douzi, who woke up this time in between them, and upon seeing her two grandmothers, felt incredibly aggrieved.

Before she could even begin to act cute, tears started falling, prompting the two women to wipe away their tears as well.

Wang Zitan had mentioned before that Douzi had been scared into silence, and this had terrified the two women, who kept trying to talk to her.

Fortunately, they found that Douzi was in fact the same as before, still speaking in her milky voice.

Although she wasn’t too willing to talk, she was still a good child and would answer any question her grandmothers asked.

She wasn’t a child who couldn’t speak, nor one who would become mute.

It was just that when they tried to ask her about her disappearance, Douzi couldn’t articulate anything.

It wasn’t really that she couldn’t speak, but she was simply too young.

Her speech and walking were both stammering and stumbling, and a child’s ability to organize language isn’t that great.

Even when she did speak, it was all jumbled, and in truth, no one could really understand what she was trying to say.

She only mentioned an old grandfather, an old grandmother, and a fat grandfather; that’s all the information she could provide.

When asked for names, she couldn’t provide any, and when it came to appearances, that was all she knew.

To be honest, there was just no way to find whoever kidnapped her from the scant details coming out of Douzi’s little mouth.

As night fell, everyone from the Wang family returned.

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They first went to see the old patriarch who was still asleep, snoring away, which allowed them to rest assured that he could stay there.

Leaving one person to take care of him, the rest of the family returned home.

Indeed, upon seeing Douzi, their fatigue seemed to vanish suddenly.

Particularly the clean and attractive Little Bean who belonged to the Wang family, now holding a bottle and drinking milk.

With his chubby rosy cheeks and adorable plump hands and feet, he was not sick, nor had he lost weight, bringing them great relief.

However, the nearly lost Douzi made the Wang family more cautious; they resolved to be even more careful in the future.

Such a small child must never be left unattended.

If such an incident were to happen again, they truly didn’t know if they could find her again, or if they could endure such an ordeal.

They guarded Douzi for another day, surrounding her even when she had to poop.

Normally such a private matter, Douzi was seated on her little potty, playing with her fingers, when suddenly, she raised her little face, looked around at everyone, tilted her head in confusion, not understanding why so many people were watching her.

Mommy said that when you poop, it should be done alone, not in front of others.

She was a good child who listened to mommy.

When Big Brother Xiaobai and Brother Xiaobai pooped, they didn’t let anyone watch them, and she wouldn’t either.

Suddenly, she shifted her little bottom, positioning it away from everyone, and emitted an ungraceful fart.

Truly, children are the most entertaining and adorable of all.

The normally somber Wang family was instantly amused by her innocent action, all of them bursting into laughter.

But this just showed that Little Bean was completely fine,

just like she had always been before.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Old Master Wang had also woken up.

“I want to go back,” he said, pulling apart the blankets and promptly getting down from the sickbed, even intending to walk home.

“Grandfather…

please don’t move just yet,” Wang Zidong said hastily, holding onto him.

People always say that the older you get, the calmer you become, but why did his grandfather seem to be getting more irritable?

“Who told you to meddle, so nosy,” Mr.

Wang senior pushed Wang Zidong’s head away, which actually hurt Wang Zidong.

How could he be so rough?

At the end of the day, he’s still his grandson.

“Grandpa, I am your grandson too.”

Wang Zidong felt like crying.

Everyone is a grandson, but in his childhood, he never saw him being so nice to him.

It was either hitting, scolding, or lecturing him, treating them like punching bags, not at all like how he treats Douzi now.

It all just left a sour taste in his heart.

“You dare backtalk?”

Mr.

Wang senior pushed Wang Zidong’s forehead again, “Seeing you guys just annoys me, all grown up and still want to compete with my Douzi?”

“We aren’t that old either.”

Wang Zidong didn’t feel very old.

They were five years younger than their eldest brother and still under thirty.

He wasn’t married yet, didn’t have children, so they were still kids too, just a few years older than Douzi, that’s all.

The men in the Wang family all married late, which is understandable, except for the eldest brother, who became a rebel among them.

“You still dare to be smug?”

Mr.

Wang senior pushed his grandson’s head again, seemingly not worried about making his grandson stupid with all the pushing.

And then, he pushed his grandson aside, telling him to get lost; he wanted to go back to see his great-grandson.

They say seeing is believing; if he doesn’t see Douzi, he won’t be at ease.

And he doesn’t have any sickness; he feels his body is in excellent condition, not sick at all.

He could even run a marathon, and when there’s one for the elderly, he’ll definitely participate.

“Grandpa, you can’t leave,” Wang Zitan held onto Mr.

Wang senior.

Tang Yuxin had explicitly instructed them to have him stay in the hospital for a few more days and take more injections, although they were just for maintenance and could be skipped.

But considering Mr.

Wang’s current health, it would be best to use them, as they would be beneficial to him.

Clearly, Mr.

Wang was being very disobedient, and if it weren’t for the current tussle between grandfather and grandson, Mr.

Wang would have run away already.

“Don’t stop me,” Mr.

Wang senior kicked at Wang Zidong.

Everyone was his grandson, and yet, Wang Zidong felt they were kind of pitiable; to be kicked at a moment’s notice.

And he dared not use his toe to kick Wang Douzi.

Now, Mr.

Wang senior seemed to draw energy from out of nowhere, far from a sick man’s power.

He could knock Wang Zidong down, just as he was preparing to make a break for it.

The door of the sickroom opened, and there stood Tang Yuxin, with a nurse following her.

Just at that moment, Mr.

Wang senior’s foot was poised to kick Wang Zidong’s back, his expression fierce.

But the moment he saw Tang Yuxin, he swiftly retracted his foot and sat down properly, almost turning into an ancient gentleman with grey hair in long robes, holding a cup of tea, and then uttering in a deep and unfathomable tone,

“You’ve come.”

Tang Yuxin crossed her arms and stood at the doorway without taking a step further.

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“You were leaving?” he asked Mr.

Wang senior.