When mom is around, there is laughter and joy; when mom is not around, there is silence.

Even the most noisy first day of the new year is too quiet.

Qi Yunyi felt a little puzzled, so she secretly observed how Song Xinglan took care of the baby.

There was nothing wrong with the expression, no impatience, no disgust, but it was very calm.

Change clothes, finish one in no time, and then another.

After changing their clothes and applying talcum powder, I carried them out one in each hand and put them in the cradle. That was it.

A taciturn old father who is just a tool and two kids who inherited the taciturn attribute, right?

Qi Yunyi frowned and suddenly popped up, "Xingxing, aren't you playing with the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month?"

Song Xinglan: ...

He paused for a moment, then asked, almost a beat slower, "What are you playing?"

"Just me playing that kind of game with them, I think they really enjoy it."

Song Xinglan: "Are you sure they like it?"

"Of course they do."

Qi Yunyi came over aggressively and proved it to him.

She raised her hand and poked Chuyi's face, and Chuyi immediately giggled: "Look."

To increase credibility, Qi Yunyi raised her hand and poked Fifteen again, and Fifteen smiled and blew a bubble to save her face.

Qi Yunyi: "I think your name should be Goldfish."

fifteen:……

In short, they just like it.

Song Xinglan: "Maybe, they don't like the game itself, but they like you playing it with them?"

"What can a child understand? It's definitely not like that. It must be because they like this game."

Qi Yunyi insisted, and under her insistence, Song Xinglan stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently poked Fifteen's face.

Fifteen frowned. What's going on?

who?

How dare you touch my face? Believe it or not, I will let my dad beat you to death.

Oh, it’s my dad.

Continue to frown... Forget it, just give me some face.

He smiled a little late, and it was quite reluctant, as if he was forced to do the work.

Qi Yunyi: ...

Oh my god, my son has become a spirit. Uh, no, my son drank expired Meng Po soup!

One child's reaction doesn't mean anything, there's another one.

As Qi Yunyi expected, Song Xinglan also touched Chuyi's face.

Chuyi pouted and cried a little. Perhaps she realized that it was Song Xinglan who poked her, so she stopped crying, but she still felt a little aggrieved.

Qi Yunyi: ...

How could this happen?

If the child was always raised by her and was closer to her, she would naturally understand, after all, he was born in her womb.

But whether it was before the child was born, playing music or listening to stories for the child, it was Song Xinglan who accompanied Qi Yunyi.

After the children were born, Qi Yunyi only took over the babies when feeding them, and she rarely fed them. They drank milk powder more often. There were two of them, and it was not enough to feed them enough, so they had to drink milk powder.

But that doesn't mean that the child is left to the elders and confinement nanny. Most of the time, Song Xinglan, as the father, takes care of the child himself.

But the baby is closer to his mother Qi Yunyi.

Qi Yunyi thought for a while and then smiled, holding the hands of the two children. As expected, they were her eldest sons. They knew who they should be best friends with before they were even weaned.

However, Qi Yunyi still looked at Song Xinglan: "Xingxing, poke my face with the same force you used to poke them."

I wonder if he used too much force.

Upon hearing this, Song Xinglan reached out and poked Qi Yunyi's face.

It was soft. He poked it again.

The force is very light, and children's skin is more delicate, but they won't feel any pain.

Before Qi Yunyi could figure out what was going on, she suddenly started crying and dancing while crying.

Qi Yunyi hurriedly coaxed the baby.

Fortunately, both of them are easy to coax and they will be fine after being held.

Qi Yunyi held one in each hand and looked up at Song Xinglan. Song Xinglan understood and hugged her.

Qi Yunyi asked him to pick up the kids... Okay, since he was holding her and the two kids, it seemed like he was also holding the kids.

This year's New Year celebration was as lively as she remembered, with so many people that Qi Yunyi was dazzled.

She didn't have to do anything, just sit there and hold a baby in each hand. From time to time, the baby would be taken away by their grandparents, and would be brought back after a while.

Even before I was weaned, I received so many red envelopes.

The swaddling clothes were full of red envelopes for the baby, all made of soft cloth.

However, Qi Yunyi did not receive the red envelope.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Qi Yunyi hugged Song Xinglan and disagreed with the fact that she didn't receive any red envelopes: "You're so biased, so biased, you don't want the mother of the child anymore after you have one."

Faced with her coquettishness, Song Xinglan took out the red envelope he had prepared and stuffed it into her hand. Qi Yunyi immediately smiled again.

Qi Yunyi smiled brightly and kissed him on the cheek: "I will always be best friends with you."

"Me too."

The two childish ghosts looked at each other and laughed together.

Although, I still have to take care of the kids on New Year’s Eve.

Qi Yunyi yawned and didn't want to get up to mix milk powder for her baby, so she fed her baby breast milk.

Song Xinglan held the mother and child in her arms. After she finished feeding the child and the child fell asleep again, she put the child on the small bed beside the bed. She leaned over and kissed the sleepy Qi Yunyi on the face, then hugged her and fell asleep again.

Qi Yunyi woke up just as the sky was getting light. She got up to wash and when she came back, the two children had opened their eyes one after another. Song Xinglan was changing their diapers.

Qi Yunyi was teasing the baby, and the baby was smiling and laughing non-stop.

Song Xinglan listened to the child's laughter, and when he saw Qi Yunyi's smiling face, his eyebrows softened.

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