In the evening, the couple lay beside their child and whispered to each other. During the conversation, Jian Yuelan asked him when his next vacation would be.

The man's hand that was stroking her back paused, and Jian Yuelan lay on top of him, looking down at him condescendingly.

"No more fake?"

"Um."

He sighed, "There's no holiday until after the Spring Festival."

Jian Yuelan was not surprised by this result. Whether now or in the future, holidays are holidays for ordinary people and duty days for the military and police.

The more holidays there are, the heavier their tasks are.

"So, will Spring Festival be spent at the base on combat readiness duty, or will it be time to go out to sea?"

"It's not clear yet."

There is still some time before the Spring Festival, and the specific arrangements will depend on our superiors.

Jian Yuelan sighed, "It's hard for me to make arrangements if you do this."

"What arrangements?"

"If you want to be on combat duty, I will take the children and their parents back to the island to spend the Spring Festival with you, but you don't know anything now."

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she couldn't help but pinch him.

The man gasped in pain, his handsome face distorted in the dim light.

"Wife, it hurts!"

He took a deep breath and begged for mercy in a low voice. He didn't dare to lose his temper. His wife was angry and he didn't want to be beaten, so he could only try to please her.

"Don't be angry. I'll call you as soon as I know what's going on, okay?"

He spoke pitifully, his eyes moist under the light, as if he could bewitch people. No matter how angry Jian Yuelan was, it disappeared in smoke under his gaze.

She changed from pinching to kneading, and the man smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that it would be better to continue pinching, at least it would only hurt a small area.

Now when he rubs it... my goodness, he feels like his whole waist is in trouble.

I didn't dare to say anything and could only endure it.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, and when you wake up you take care of the baby."

"good."

However, the child is difficult to take care of. Just like Doudou when he was a child, the siblings have no impression of their father.

When they opened their eyes, they found that their beloved mother and brother were gone. Instead, a strange man's face appeared in their sight. This experience was extremely stimulating for the brother and sister.

But both the brother and sister had a big heart that was extraordinary. Although they were frightened by the strange man's face, they stared at the man's face very calmly.

As she looked at him, Xiaoquanquan realized that the man looked a little familiar.

“Ohhhh!”

He turned around and called out to his sister a few times.

When Juanjuan, whose little feet were being held to change his diaper, heard his younger brother's words as if he had discovered a big surprise, he opened his mouth and spoke a string of baby talk that no one could understand, and his speed was fast and urgent.

Ye Linxing was confused when he heard this. His eyes fell on Quanquan's face and he found that the expression on his youngest son Xiaopang's face was very interesting.

It's similar to the expression changes of shock, disbelief, and so on.

Then it became calm.

But this calmness caused the little boy to rebel when he grabbed his little son's feet, lifted his little butt and changed his diaper.

What happened next was like a disaster for Ye Linxing. Not to mention that his youngest son peed him all over his head and face, but why were you crying at the top of your lungs?

If someone didn’t know me, I would think something happened to you.

My eardrums were buzzing with the wailing of my youngest son, but I couldn't complain and could only try to comfort him in a hurry. As a result, the more I comforted him, the louder he cried, and his loud voice attracted all the family members.

Looking at the man who was helpless because of his youngest son, and then looking at the little crybaby crying with his eyes closed in his arms, Jian Yuelan knew what had happened at a glance.

"I'll do it!"

She took the little circle from Ye Linxing into her arms, then took a handkerchief and skillfully wiped his face, blew his nose, and then kissed him, hugged him and held him up high.

In less than two minutes, the crying little crybaby turned into a laughing little curly-haired boy.

Juanjuan stretched out her two fat arms and babbled that it was her turn.

"Hold...Mom, come here."

Originally, she wanted to give the circle to Ye Linxing, but when she saw the scented water droplets dripping down his face, Jian Yuelan decisively stuffed the circle into Jian Ma's arms, and then carried Juanjuan and went through the process.

Then, the whole room was filled with the laughter of the brother and sister.

Ye Linxing wiped his face and wiped off the boy's urine.

"I'm convinced."

He looked helpless, and Jane's mother and the others couldn't help laughing.

"Go wash up quickly, you stink."

Boy's urine doesn't have a strong smell, but it's still urine. It's unrealistic to say that it has no smell at all.

Ye Linxing uttered an "ah" and turned around to get his clothes to take a shower when a small hand suddenly held his big hand.

Looking down, he saw his eldest son looking at him with a distressed face. The moment their eyes met, the child, feeling sorry for his old father, said, "Dad, your younger brother is still young and not familiar with you. It will be fine once he gets to know you. Don't argue with him. I'll take a bath with you."

"He peed in my face."

He complained aggrievedly, and the child immediately showed sympathy, "It's my brother's fault. Dad, please remember this for him and beat him up when he grows up."

This instigated him to abuse his youngest son.

"You can't hit him. He's grown up and doesn't even remember it."

The child smiled and said, "I can help you remember."

Ye Linxing looked at the smile on his fat son's face and felt that his eldest son was a little bit mean.

"Why do I think you really want dad to beat your brother?"

Dad, please be more confident and remove the "as if". I really want to see you beat up your brother.

His younger brother cries a lot, and whenever he cries, he feels like beating him up!

But he can't say this. He is a good brother and can't destroy his image in his younger brother's heart. Let Dad be the bad guy.

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