Wei Kaiyun waved at the three older kids with a smile and went out. After he cleaned up, he needed to lie down with his little son.
The hot water was ready. "Xiao Wei, why don't you give the three kids a bath? Let them take a nap after lunch?" Du Fengying sought Wei Kaiyun's opinion.
"Sure, I'll go call them out." After a few days on the train, the kids must be tired.
Han Xiangjun wanted to bathe his son but was ruthlessly refused.
"Dad, I'm grown up, I can do it myself."
Han Xiangjun felt that his loving father's heart was mercilessly hurt. His son hadn't been around for two years and felt a lot more distant.
Wei Kaiyun, seeing his dejected look, patted him on the shoulder, saying everything without words.
The two boys bathed first without playing around, knowing it was cold and fearing getting sick.
The bathroom was in two sections; the two fathers waited outside to ensure the kids didn't catch a cold, though it was quite warm inside.
