As if he heard her movement, Qin Zheng looked up, and when he saw her, a bright smile instantly bloomed on his face.

"Wife, are you awake?"

After that, he held up the half-knitted dress in his hand and said proudly, "Look, this is the little skirt I made for my daughter. Is it pretty?"

The corners of Ye Yun's mouth twitched.

I don’t know if it looks good or not.

It's kind of funny.

Don’t say it, really don’t say it.

The knitting of this little skirt required a lot of fancy patterns, skills and materials, all thanks to Qin Zheng's sincere love for his daughter.

What a daughter slave.

"Why did you think of knitting a little skirt?"

She sat down next to Qin Zheng.

When she took the skirt, she found that it already had a prototype. It was made of refreshing sea blue wool and had a suspender style that was easy to put on and take off. The straps on the shoulders were also decorated with two white five-petal flowers. At first glance, it looked pretty.

I just don’t know why, the hem of the skirt at the back is getting more and more crooked…

Qin Zheng quickly gave her the answer.

Qin Zheng leaned against her shoulder and asked for credit: "How is it? Does it look good? I learned it from my aunt this morning. She said I couldn't do it, so she gave me a start and told me to knit the rest by myself. Do you think I knitted well? Give me some praises!"

Oh, I found the reason.

"Very good! It's simply great, husband!" She put down her skirt and gave Qin Zheng a kiss on the face.

Qin Zheng was delighted, "Really?"

"Of course!"

After all, she couldn't discourage a father's most sincere love for his daughter!

Hiss...my heart hurts a little.

"But Qin Zheng, don't you think it's too early for Xiao Chuqi to wear a skirt now?"

Qin Zheng was confused, "Is it early?"

“…”

"It shouldn't be too early, right?" Qin Zheng picked up the little skirt and looked at it over and over again, thinking, "The weather will be hot soon, isn't it the season to wear skirts?"

Ye Yun was speechless again, "..."

Yes, we need to wear skirts when the weather is hot, but no matter how hot the weather is, the little girl is less than one year old, and her skin is so delicate that it will be torn if rubbed. How can she wear a woolen skirt?

Even though the wool in his hand was soft, it couldn't match the tender skin of the little girl.

If the little girl gets covered with red marks from the woolen skirt, then the one who will be the most sad will probably be him, a daughter-slave.

However, in order not to dampen a father's love for his daughter, Ye Yun still forced a smile and patted Qin Zheng's shoulder solemnly: "Don't say anything, I'll give you a thumbs up. If our daughter knew that you loved her so much, she would be so moved that she would cry!"

"That won't work."

Qin Zheng heard this and said, "I did this to make our girl happy, not to make her cry. I can't let her cry."

Oh, yes, yes!

Ye Yun suppressed the urge to punch him and crawled over to find little Chuqi: "Baby Chuqi~ You see, daddy loves little Chuqi so much that he personally made a little skirt for our baby Chuqi~"

She leaned over and gave Xiao Chuqi a gentle kiss on the face.

Sensing the familiar scent of his mother, little Chuqi was so happy that his chubby little arms and legs fluttered around. He blew bubbles with his mouth, made babbling sounds, and stretched out his two little arms towards Ye Yun.

Ye Yun couldn't help laughing, "At such a young age, he has already learned to ask his mother for a hug..."

"This little girl."

Qin Zheng looked at the scene and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

Just as Ye Yun was leaning over to hug little Chuqi, the kitchen door suddenly opened and Qin Xiang'e came out holding a bowl of meat porridge.

"Xiaoyun, come and eat!"

Seeing that Ye Yun was about to pick up little Chuqi, Qin Xiang'e spoke up in time and put the lean meat porridge on the dining table.

All right.

Ye Yun didn't even have the time to pick up little Chuqi. She sighed, asked Qin Zheng to take care of the child, and got up to eat.

Qin Xiang'e went to the kitchen to get chopsticks.

"Eat it quickly. This contains a pig's heart. I bought it this morning at the market. I saw that they had just slaughtered the pig. They said it can replenish your blood. Eat more. You can leave the porridge. Just finish the meat."

Ye Yun nodded.

Qin Xiang'e took off her apron, wiped her hands, and went to find Qin Zheng and Xiao Chuqi.

Qin Zheng had just picked up little Chuqi.

Just now the little girl stretched out her hand towards Ye Yun, but Ye Yun didn't have time to hug her. The little girl was inevitably disappointed. Even though Qin Zheng picked her up in time, she still pouted and looked aggrieved and about to cry.

This made Qin Zheng feel distressed.

"My dear baby, are you feeling wronged?"

After being coaxed by him, little Chuqi felt even more aggrieved. He pouted his lips, looked pitiful in his eyes, and made a whimpering sound as if he was complaining to Qin Zheng.

"Okay, okay, I'll hold little Chuqi when mom comes back, okay?"

Qin Zheng quickly patted her back and coaxed her gently, his tone as gentle as possible: "Mom loves our little Chuqi the most, but mom needs to eat. Only after mom has eaten her fill will she have the strength to hug little Chuqi..."

Now the little girl started crying.

“Hmm…”

Tears were falling down her cheeks without making any sound. Her lips were pursed and her face turned red from holding it in. Qin Zheng felt very anxious seeing this.

"Zhengzi, let me do it."

Qin Xiang'e came over from behind.

Qin Zheng didn't even bother to look up.

Qin Xiang'e had already sat down next to him, stretched out her hand to him, and wanted to take little Chuqi away without saying anything.

She also said: "Children are like this. If you don't coax her, she will be fine after a while. If you coax her, she will feel more wronged. Just divert her attention. I will hold her and walk around for a while."

Go out for a walk?

Shake it?

As a result, as soon as Qin Xiang'e took little Chuqi away, little Chuqi couldn't even feel Qin Zheng's breath for a while, and burst into tears like a dam breaking.

"Puff..." Ye Yun spat out the meat porridge in her mouth.

Listening to the little one crying, she naturally felt bad.

The little guy has been quiet since he was born. He doesn't like to cry or make trouble. He just hums a few times when his diaper is dirty. When he wakes up, he will chew his fingers and play. He has always been very well-behaved and sensible, making him very worry-free. He must be crying like this because he is very aggrieved.

She didn't eat either.

"Aunt, give it to me." Ye Yun walked quickly to Qin Xiang'e and stretched out her hand to the little guy.

As soon as the little guy saw her, he immediately waved his arms to find her.

She knew that the little guy missed his mother.

Unexpectedly, Qin Xiang'e hid back while holding Xiao Chuqi, saying, "No, you can't hold a child anyway, and now Xiao Chuqi is making a fuss again, and she might kick your stomach again."

"It's okay, aunt."

Ye Yun reached out her hand again, held Xiao Chuqi's armpit and was about to take the child away.

"Hey, Xiaoyun you..."

Qin Xiang'e refused to let go.

Being stopped by her, little Chuqi, who had touched his mother, started crying again.

The baby's cry sounded particularly aggrieved.

Hearing this, Ye Yun felt as if something was broken in her heart.

Her face turned cold, and she used her hidden strength to push Qin Xiang'e's elbow, then she took the little girl into her arms, and went upstairs without looking back.