Chapter 871: Brothers from Different Mothers and Fathers

Sheng Jiang greeted the servants, happily unloading the luggage.

Shi Youxuan sent a message to her husband: "I've brought the children back, but you are not allowed to return."

Her husband replied in a second: Anything you say!

Although they were still living apart, it was at least a step closer.

……

The weekend.

Sheng Zichen had been playing by the picket fence for a long time, but he hadn't seen Sheng Aifei come out, so he started calling out: "Sheng Aifei, come out and play. I'm so bored by myself, aren't you bored?"

Very soon.

The gate pushed open, and Sheng Aifei ran out, standing by the fence without saying a word, holding a box of drawing pens tightly in his arms.

He recognized it; this box of drawing pens was the one he had given away.

Why did he have to hold the pens when coming out? Did he not like them?

Sheng Zichen: "Do you not like the drawing pens? I can give you a different gift."

He didn't speak, just shook his head.

"You like them?"

"Mm."

This time he nodded.

Sheng Zichen guessed it and said happily: "You want to draw with me, right?"

Sheng Aifei nodded repeatedly, his big eyes flashing with excitement.

"Wait for me, I'll go get the drawing boards."

So Xiao Fei stood motionless by the picket fence waiting.

Very soon, the chubby Sheng Zichen appeared in his line of sight again, struggling to carry two drawing boards.

One big and one small.

The boards looked heavy, and he was having a hard time holding them.

Sheng Aifei wanted to go over and help, but he wasn't sure if he should jump over.

So he stood where he was, hesitant and very conflicted.

"Come over and help, that's not very nice, is it? Are you just going to watch me, thin and weak as I am, carry two drawing boards by myself? They're heavy, super heavy, super super heavy. How can you have the heart to let me carry them this far all by myself..."

He hurriedly jumped over the fence and ran over to take the drawing boards—uh?

They looked big, but they were light as a feather; he called this super heavy?

Sheng Zichen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said happily: "Great, thanks to you for coming to help me. I like you, let's be good friends, okay?"

Sheng Aifei glanced at him without a word, but he took these words to heart.

The two children drew in the courtyard, having a wonderful time.

Zichen was a chatterbox, talking on and on, while Xiao Fei was a man of few words but was excellent at drawing.

"My god! No way, no way, you draw so well, which teacher did you learn from?"

Xiao Fei: "I've never learned; I just drew on the beach for fun when I had nothing to do."

He basically had no friends in the Small Fishing Village, and his mother was very busy and didn't take care of him much, so most of the time he would draw on the beach or jump into the sea to catch fish for fun.

The waves were huge; if he had been swept away by the waves, perhaps no one would have known.

He was lucky to have survived, and he had also trained himself in excellent swimming skills.

"You drew them on the beach? There's a place with a very beautiful beach; when there's time, I'll have Mom take us there."

"That's your mom, not my mom; she won't like me." Sheng Aifei's gaze dimmed.

Sheng Zichen waved his chubby little hand: "It's fine, although we don't have the same mom, we have the same dad, right? Let's have Dad take us; he won't object."

At the corner of the wall.

Shi Youxuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry; her son's heart was too big, and she didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

It seemed that being an "illegitimate child" was only a big deal to adults; to children, it didn't seem that important!

She quietly went back without disturbing the two children.

For the first time ever, Sheng Zichen didn't come back even when it was time for dinner while playing outside.

Sheng Jiang: "Where's Zichen? I'll go call him back for dinner."

Shi Youxuan stopped him: "You'd better not go; he's playing with Xiao Fei."

"Ah?"

His eyes went round, and his mouth hung open, forgetting to close.

Playing with Sheng Aifei—so, his daughter-in-law knew?

It seemed she didn't just know, but she didn't seem angry either; it was as if it were perfectly normal.

Was it normal?

He couldn't judge, so he quietly asked his wife: "What do you think Xuanxuan means? She doesn't seem to dislike that child."

Wang Yinghao: "She never disliked him; the one who is disliked is your son, not someone else's son."

The dining room.

When dinner time arrived, everyone took their seats, and Sheng Zichen's seat was empty, looking particularly conspicuous.

"Ranran, go call your brother for dinner."

"Okay."

Shi Ran went out, and soon, she brought back both children!

Sheng Zichen and Sheng Aifei were holding hands... to be precise, Sheng Zichen was holding his hand, coaxing and persuading him back.

"Mom, can Xiao Fei eat with us?"

"Yes."

"Great, Xiao Fei, sit next to me."

Sheng Zichen was heartless and carefree, not sensing at all that the other person had come to snatch his father away; he personally pulled up a chair and placed it beside himself, letting Sheng Aifei sit.

He did not dare, and glanced at everyone cautiously.

The grandfather sitting at the head of the table did not look good; his face was gloomy, and although he said nothing, it was obvious he did not like him.

The grandmother was the same.

On the contrary, the woman he disliked very much—Sheng Zichen's mother—was pleasant and amiable: "Sit down, don't just stand there."

"Hmph!"

He snorted through his nostrils, then turned and ran away without looking back.

Although Sheng Aifei was young, his self-esteem was very strong; he could feel it when others did not like him.

Although that woman did not show that she disliked him, he did not care for her "hypocrisy" either.

Faced with his father having another woman besides his mother, a child would instinctively develop hostility!

"Zichen is really something, why did he bring him home?" Wang Yinghao reproached her grandson.

She did not truly blame her grandson; she was just afraid that her daughter-in-law would be unhappy.

Having just moved back home, if they were to move away again because of this matter, it would not be worth the loss.

Sheng Zichen pouted: "Dad is busy with work and comes back very late, and Uncle Seven was also taken away by Dad; Xiao Fei has been eating cold leftovers at home for three days, and none of you knew."

"He is very pitiful and lonely all by himself; I want to take care of him, I like him, he is my good friend."

Wang Yinghao was puzzled: "How could he be eating cold leftovers? Fang Jie sends the food over the moment it's ready every time."

Sheng Zichen: "Yes, the food is delivered on time, but no one urges him to eat; by the time he's done playing and remembers, the food is cold, and sometimes it's even spoiled."

Having only one child in the house simply wouldn't do.

Young children are often too caught up in play and miss meal times, and there is no point in being in a huge house all by himself; everyone in the family knows what state Sheng Hanyu is in when he gets busy, and he simply cannot take care of a young child.

"He is also a pitiful child," Wang Yinghao sighed.

Sheng Jiang immediately nudged her, meaning for her not to be kind-hearted at the wrong time and make his daughter-in-law think otherwise.

"Eat, let's eat."

"We have done what we should and what we shouldn't; we don't need to worry about others."

However, Shi Youxuan said to her son: "You go over there and eat with him; you should see things through to the end."

"Alright!"

Sheng Zichen was very happy and went over with Fang Jie joyfully.

Next door.

Sheng Aifei sat in the room sulking.

He didn't know who he was angry at, but he was very unhappy anyway.