As soon as Xiao Niangao got home, she told He's parents about the marriage proposal she had witnessed that day.

Mother He said, "You're getting married? Great! That girl really needs someone to love her. Her previous husband was no human being; he even beat his wife. Wenfang is such an outstanding girl, yet he doesn't cherish her!"

Yun Jin learned from He's mother that Lin Wenfang's previous marriage was unhappy; otherwise, she wouldn't have left with nothing.

The son is even more impossible to take with him.

Several years after her divorce, she met her current fiancé.

It's clear that her fiancé treats her very well and knows how to be romantic, proposing at a Western restaurant, which is truly enviable.

Xiao Niangao wanted to call her father, but Yun Jin looked at the time and it was already nine o'clock. She guessed he was already asleep, so she planned to call him tomorrow. But He Tingchuan seemed to have a telepathic connection and called her himself.

"You're still awake?" Yun Jin asked curiously.

He Tingchuan smiled and said, "When you came back, Mom said you went out for Western food. How was it?"

"That's right, your daughter isn't used to it. She's probably been demagogueed and won't want to eat Western food in the future." Yun Jin couldn't help but laugh when she thought of Xiao Niangao frowning at the still bloody meat on the medium-rare steak.

"She won't have Western food with you, but I'll have it with you next time." He Tingchuan felt a little guilty at the thought that he didn't know when the next time would be.

Yun Jin smiled and said, "Okay!"

Little Rice Cake listened to them talking and asked, "Is that Daddy?"

Yun Jin nodded.

Little Rice Cake excitedly said, "I want to talk to Daddy! Mommy, you and Daddy have already agreed that I can answer the phone!"

"Okay!" Yun Jin smiled indulgently and said to He Tingchuan, "Your daughter has something to say to you, I'll let her answer the phone."

He Tingchuan said on the phone, "I want to talk to you a little longer."

Yun Jin smiled and said, "Say what you want to say, I'm listening!"

When asked this, He Tingchuan was momentarily speechless, and could only cough lightly: "Let my daughter answer the phone! Let me hear what she has to say to me!"

"Oh!" Yun Jin handed the phone to Xiao Niangao, who took it and started chattering away, telling her everything that had happened that day: "Mom said that's called romantic!"

"Dad, when you propose to Mom in the future, you should do it like that too. Teacher Lin was so moved that she cried," Little Rice Cake instructed.

He Tingchuan: "..."

My child is already five years old, why am I still proposing?

He Tingchuan asked, "Does Mom like it very much?"

"Yes! Mom saw it clearly. She even said that Teacher Lin has met the right person, that they are truly in love, and that they will definitely be very happy in the future!" Little Rice Cake asked in a clear voice, "Dad, you and Mom are truly in love too, right?"

“Yes!” He Tingchuan replied without hesitation.

Little Rice Cake laughed: "Mom, did you hear that? Dad said he truly loves you, hehe!"

"I heard you." Yun Jin affectionately patted her daughter's round head and said to He Tingchuan with a smile, "Go back and rest. I'll come to see you at the camp when I have time."

Speaking of this, He Tingchuan had some complaints: "You always say that, but I've never seen you come."

Yun Jin: "......"

Very well, He Tingchuan has gone astray; he never used to be so calculating.

After spring arrived, the weather improved considerably. Feng Qianqian would bring her child to the compound every few days. They would eat lunch there, and He Ziqian would also come over in the evening. The family of four would have dinner there before leaving on their motorcycle.

Yun Jin looked at their family's outrageous actions and didn't know how to comment.

Mrs. He said directly, "Don't come here unless it's necessary. Running around like this is exhausting."

He Ziqian was moved: "We're not tired."

Mrs. He said, "I'm tired. I have to prepare meals for you all, which means I don't even have a chance to eat Western food. Your aunt wants to treat us to Western food, Peking duck, and hot pot, but with you all here, we can't go out."

He Ziqian shamelessly said, "We can go eat together!"

Mrs. He rejected the idea: "There's no share for you."

He Ziqian said, "I just wanted to spend more time with Grandpa and Grandma, and let Da Bao and Xiao Bao get closer to you."

"Okay, next time, you four can pay for your living expenses. Don't just eat without paying. Your aunt and the others have all paid for their living expenses." Mrs. He knew they were just there to take advantage of her.

When the topic of living expenses came up, He Ziqian pretended to be clueless.

They come to eat here in the compound to save on living expenses. Every meal has meat and vegetables, fish and meat, which is much more plentiful than cooking for themselves.

More importantly, you don't have to do it yourself, and you don't have to spend any money.

After hearing what Mrs. He said, they felt embarrassed to come seven days a week, so they came two days a week instead. It just so happened that He Zizhen was at home and could help take care of the two babies.

The twins are almost six months old and much cuter than before. They can sit up and chat with people. They look just like their parents, one like their mother and the other like their father.

He's parents would occasionally tease him or give him a hug.

Feng Qianqian asked He's parents to watch the child that day, saying she was going back to her parents' home.

She didn't bring the child back, and Feng's parents asked, "Why didn't you bring the child back?"

"In the compound, where's my brother?" Feng Qianqian had come with a purpose.

It wasn't just a simple visit.

Brother Feng came out when he heard the commotion: "So you finally know to go back to your parents' home. You're living a good life in the compound by yourself, and you don't even come back for the New Year. When are you going to have your wedding banquet? The He family won't refuse to have a banquet with you, will they?"

Feng Qianqian was heartbroken.

The He family really didn't want to.

Ever since He Ziqian's full-month celebration was arranged like that, He's parents were unhappy and didn't dare to hold a 100-day celebration. They planned to hold a celebration for his first birthday and collect a bunch of red envelopes.

At the end of the year, the couple held their wedding banquet and received red envelopes again.

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