After the winter vacation starts, it's time to prepare for the Chinese New Year.

Lin Yuan returned on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month as usual.

Zhao Huanhuan originally thought he wouldn't be coming back for the New Year!

When An'an first saw him, she didn't dare to rush over, but when she saw his military uniform, the little guy subconsciously called him "Dad".

Lin Yuan's eyes instantly reddened when An An called out "Dad."

He could have come back in the summer, but he was too busy to come back.

He originally planned to come back for An'an's birthday, but he went on a special mission and missed his child's first birthday.

Lin Yuan felt guilty towards this son.

He put down his bag, took off his cotton-padded coat and hat, squeezed his wife's hand before bending down to pick up his son.

"Daddy, Daddy!" An'an happily touched Lin Yuan's face with her little hand and called out again.

"Yes, I'm Daddy. An'an recognizes Daddy, that's amazing!"

An'an smiled and pointed to her father's photo in the wooden frame on the cabinet, calling out "Daddy, Daddy."

Lin Yuan turned around and saw a photo of herself in military uniform, which looked like it was taken on her wedding day.

Lin Yuan looked at Zhao Huanhuan gratefully. Zhao Huanhuan smiled and said, "I was afraid the child wouldn't recognize you, so after he could sit up, I got a picture of you and put it there. I show it to him often and teach him to call me 'Dad'."

"Speaking of which, the first person this little ingrate learned to call was 'Dad'!" Zhao Huanhuan said helplessly.

Lin Yuan felt a lump in her throat, put her arm around her waist, and kissed her. "I'm sorry, thank you for raising our son so well."

Zhao Huanhuan smiled and said, "He's my son too. Why are you thanking me? Put him down first, rest for a while, and I'll go heat up your food."

"Don't go. I'll just find a steamed bun and bake it on the stove later." Lin Yuan stopped her, worried that she would get cold if she went out.

Zhao Huanhuan smiled and said, "It's alright. I've been preparing for this for the past few days. I was just worried that you might come back in the middle of the night. It'll be quick. You can play with your son for a while first."

Zhao Huanhuan squeezed his hand back, put on her cotton-padded coat, and went out to the kitchen to heat up his food.

We were worried he might suddenly come back, so we had already pressed some embers into the stove.

Aunt Chu came out at this moment, "Huanhuan, is Lin Yuan back?"

Aunt Chu was a bit tired from making New Year's goods these past few days and was a little drowsy just now. She only came to her senses when she heard Zhao Huanhuan go to the kitchen, and quickly got up to go out and check.

Zhao Huanhuan responded, saying that Lin Yuan had returned and was playing with An'an.

Seeing that Aunt Chu looked tired, Zhao Huanhuan told her to go check on Lin Yuan and go back to her room to rest early, saying she would just heat up some food for Lin Yuan.

Aunt Chu responded and went to see Lin Yuan. The mother and son exchanged a few words, and then Aunt Chu went back to her room to rest.

Anyway, Lin Yuan will be staying for a while after she comes back, so we can discuss things in detail tomorrow.

After Lin Yuan finished eating, the family quickly washed up and rested.

An'an still needs to drink half a bottle of formula before bed.

After An'an finished his milk powder and played a sign language game with his mother before bedtime, he was covered with his blanket and put to sleep.

Throughout this process, Lin Yuan sat quietly to the side, watching how Zhao Huanhuan interacted with her son before bedtime.

After Huanhuan fell asleep, the couple turned off the lights and snuggled together.

Zhao Huanhuan wanted to say something, but Lin Yuan, who had endured a year of longing, only wanted to hold his wife tightly and spoil her rotten.

After wasting two family planning supplies, Lin Yuan let Zhao Huanhuan go, put his arm around her and massaged her waist, and started chatting with her softly.

But Zhao Huanhuan was drowsy at the moment and just wanted to sleep and rest.

Lin Yuan asked softly, "Huanhuan, why do you want to teach your son sign language?"

He understands sign language; sign language and lip reading are his secret weapons. Every special mission he goes out on is related to this.

He didn't know that his young wife also knew sign language.

"Because my son likes it!" Zhao Huanhuan said before falling asleep.

Lin Yuan silently looked down at her and kissed her forehead.

Because my son likes it!

He was able to learn lip reading and sign language because he liked them, so he learned them.

I never expected my son to inherit this hobby of mine.

After Zhao Huanhuan had settled down, Lin Yuan quietly got up and moved her to his own spot, while he slept between the two of them.

He turned his head to the left to look at his son, then to the right to look at his wife. He was content. He reached out his big hand and gently held his son's little hand for a while before closing his eyes to sleep, satisfied.

The next morning, An'an woke up at 6:30 as usual. Before he even opened his eyes, he instinctively reached out to touch his mother, wanting to snuggle in her arms for a while before getting out of bed.

However, to his surprise, what he grabbed was different from what he usually did.

The little guy was so startled that he immediately opened his eyes and looked to the side. When he saw that it wasn't his mother, he sat up abruptly, rubbed his eyes, looked at Lin Yuan, and suddenly burst into tears.

Zhao Huanhuan was groggily awakened by An'an's crying. She quickly reached to her left to comfort the child, but ended up grabbing an adult's arm instead.

She instantly woke up, glanced to her right, and saw nothing there. Then she looked to her left and realized that Lin Yuan was sleeping between her and An'an. He had also been startled awake by An'an's crying, and quickly sat up, rubbing his eyes, and reached out to hug An'an.

“Don’t be afraid, An’an, it’s Daddy, this is Daddy!” Zhao Huanhuan quickly came over and held An’an’s hand.

An'an saw her mother and quickly climbed into her mother's arms.

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