"I just don't want to," Zhai Yunsheng replied.
In Zhai Yunsheng's mind, he found it difficult to hold a child.
He felt like if he wasn't careful, he'd accidentally crush him at any moment.
"If you don't know how to hold a child, you should learn how to, no?" Master Zhai replied. He called over the wet nurse and asked her to teach Zhai Yunsheng how to hold Xiaobao.
Zhai Yunsheng's attempt to learn was rather perfunctory. On the other hand, Jian Yiling listened to the wet nurse's instructions seriously.
"Young Master Zhai, please make a more serious attempt to learn," the woman said cautiously.
"I can just hug my wife," Zhai Yunsheng replied. He didn't believe hugging his child was an important thing.
Upon hearing this, Master Zhai grunted: "If you don't want to hold him, so be it. I will hold him! Don't be jealous later on!"
Then, Master Zhai said to his great-grandson: "Good boy, let's ignore your bastard dad."
