"Ah..." A soft sound of a door being pushed open broke the tranquility of the afternoon.

The kid in the room woke up and wanted to drink milk. Cao Xiangnan, the filial father, got up first and prepared to go out to get the hot milk to feed the child. As soon as he came out of the living room, he smelled something. He sniffed and found the smell too familiar. Following the smell, he saw a trash can of chicken bones.

"..." After a pause of two seconds, Cao Xiangnan was stunned.

It was obvious who had chewed the pair of chicken claw bones. His wife was taking a nap in bed with him, so this possibility could be ruled out. Aning was obedient and would not do such a thing. The only possibility left was a certain pregnant husband who had been greedy recently!

The little white fox sleeping in the den raised its eyelids and saw the man standing there staring at a bucket of chicken bones. It stretched out its claws to cover the fox's eyes and said, "Idiot, you can't even wipe your butt clean before you leave after eating!"

It was really laughable. He shook his head, took the kettle and poured out goat milk, and Cao Xiangnan went back to the house with the bowl.

At this moment, Qi Wanfeng on the bed also woke up, holding the awakened child in his arms. Seeing his husband coming back with goat milk for the child, he smiled at his husband, and his eyes were full of indescribable spring love.

"Did I wake you up? I'll do it, you just hold the child." Cao Xiangnan closed the door with his backhand, sat on the bed, and fed the child with goat milk in the bowl.

Accustomed to being fed, the child opens his little mouth and slurps up the milk as soon as the spoon is passed to his mouth.

Both of them looked at the child in the middle. The child was well-fed in the womb, and was fed goat's milk after being born. His face was chubby and full of baby fat, and his white and tender hands and legs were segmented, which made people want to take a bite.

"Do you know what I found when I went out just now?" Cao Xiangnan found it funny when he thought about it, and looked up at the person in front of him. Qi Wanfeng said "hmm" and raised his head, just meeting his husband's eyes. Seeing the smile in his husband's eyes, he followed his husband's words and asked, "What did you find?"

"A bucket of chicken bones!" Cao Xiangnan laughed softly twice, and laughed out loud. He was happy when he thought of him.

Qi Wanfeng burst out laughing when she heard what her husband said, and immediately understood what was going on.

Needless to say, they all thought the same thing.

The adults and children in the house woke up one by one, and there was someone sleeping soundly with a quilt rolled up on the bed in one room. The person who had eaten chicken feet all afternoon and went back to sleep at the back was still sleeping when everyone else got up.

Cao Xiangnan got up from the house and took the garbage out of the trash can outside to destroy it, so that everyone in the house would not find out that someone was not sleeping and ran out to eat.

Ershun yawned and came out of the house, and saw that everyone had gotten up.

Several children were writing big characters in the living room. Some people were still sleeping at home. Qi Wanfeng would not allow the children to disturb those who were still sleeping in the house. Fortunately, the children were naughty when they were naughty, and they were still very well-behaved when they were good.

When dinner was almost ready, Fang Ziye, who had just gotten up, was helped out of the room by his little slave, still looking sleepy. When Aning saw the people coming out, he smiled and said, "You're up. You can have dinner in a while."

Aning always had a smile on his face. This person had a gentle temperament. It was very comfortable to be with him. Fang Ziye sat on the bench leaning against the cushion, said "hmm", and then yawned with his hand covering his mouth. He sat there and watched Aning teaching several children to write big characters.

If it were him, would he have the patience to teach the child well? He thought.

Whether it was Wanfeng or Xiangnan, they were both very good to the child. Wanfeng's temper could be a little strict sometimes, while Xiangnan doted on the child, but he also followed the rules. But it cannot be denied that whether it was Wanfeng, Xiangnan, or Aning, they all taught the child very well.

For a moment, Fang Ziye thought that the child in his belly would stay here in the future, and he felt relieved.

Aning raised his head and found that Fang Ziye was looking at him, but it seemed that he was not looking at him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Fang Ziye came back to his senses and met Aning's eyes. Thinking that the children had been writing for a while, he asked, "How long have you been writing? Isn't it time to take a break?"

He knew that Aning and the others were afraid that the children would disturb him while he was resting. Usually, when he didn't get up, the little ones would write big characters here and they were not allowed to make noise. After running into each other twice, he knew what was going on.

"Oh, it's been a while." Aning replied.

"Mom." Xuanxuan looked at him eagerly.

The children looked at their moms/Aning's moms in unison, their little faces full of desire. They had been sitting on the bench for so long, and they all wanted to play.

"That's all for today, put it away, and write the rest tomorrow." Aning couldn't help but laugh, announcing that the little ones didn't have to write anymore.

"Mom is the best." Xuanxuan grinned happily, turned around and hugged Mom's neck and acted coquettishly.

"Don't hug Mom, put the things away first." Aning smiled and shook her head, helping the children put things away. The little ones also put things away before starting to play.

Fang Ziye looked at Aning and the children laughing and playing together, and a flash of envy flashed in his eyes. He was destined not to be able to accompany his children to grow up. As if knowing that his mom was unhappy, the child in his belly stretched out his little feet and kicked his belly to attract his attention.

Hey, this child...

He put his hand on his belly to comfort the child inside. In Fang Ziye's mind, he was thinking about the child punching in his belly at this moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up. Maybe he didn't notice it himself, but every time he looked at his belly, the smile on his face became much softer, and he was completely different from the usual him.

Aning looked up and saw the person with a smile on his face, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

There were children's noises in the house. Hearing the sound, Qi Wanfeng walked over from the back, greeted Aning and Fang Ziye in the living room, and went back to the house to check on the child who was still sleeping. The child had woken up at this moment, kicking his legs on the bed with his big eyes, and the little white fox was lying beside him to guard.

"Little Le'er is awake, when did you wake up? Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you call your mother..." Qi Wanfeng came in and saw that the child was awake, so he bent down and picked up the child.

Cao Ruile, who was picked up, stared at the person holding him with his eyes wide open without blinking, and hummed as if answering his mother's question.

Qi Wanfeng sat down on the small stool, lowered his head to see his little Le'er looking into his eyes, and smiled, saying, "My dear, come and pee, and then I'll feed you." After changing the child's diaper, he wrapped him in a small quilt and took him outside.

By the time dinner was ready, the sky outside had darkened and it was already dark.

Adults and children sat down around the table. On the table was a hot meal that had just been cooked. Outside, snow was blowing everywhere with the wind. The house was warm. The children's laughter and the adults' voices came out through the window.

The winter month had passed, and it was the last month of the year, the month of Lew, which was also the coldest time of the year in the north. The wind was very strong outside, and the heavy snow kept falling all day and all night. The snow on the ground was very thick, and it was icy and snowy. It seemed that today was rushing to finish the last snow of the year, and it would be the spring of the next year.

If everyone could run outside to sweep the snow when the snow stopped some time ago, now everyone really could only stay inside and could not go out. The old people who have lived for most of their lives know from the snow that after the Lesser Cold, the Greater Cold is coming, and after the Greater Cold, it will be spring.

When the snow stopped outside, Sun Bailian and the two children came over, along with Cao Gang and the others. Sun Bailian mentioned that tomorrow was Laba Festival and they were going to cook Laba porridge. Qi Wanfeng just remembered that tomorrow was Laba Festival and couldn't help laughing, "Oh, look how confused I was, I almost forgot it."

"You didn't forget it?" Sun Bailian asked.

"Yes, I would have forgotten it if you hadn't told me." Qi Wanfeng laughed. It had been snowing outside these days and they hadn't been out. Living here was not like living in the village. If there was anything, the villagers would tell him and remind him.

In previous years, they celebrated Laba Festival together with everyone in the compound. As for his mother, there was not much food even in Laba's house. They only put some salted vegetables in the coarse rice porridge, and at most put a few slices of meat in it, which did not even reach his and his children's bowls. The food they eat now is better than the Laba Festival they celebrated in the compound before.

"It's Laba Festival so soon, it's really fast." Aning said with surprise when he heard about Laba Festival. "Yes, time flies, and a year will pass in the blink of an eye." Sun Bailian replied.

After Laba, it's the New Year, and this year will pass in the blink of an eye.

"How are you going to cook your Laba porridge? Or should we just cook a meal together?" Sun Bailian came to ask Wanfeng how they would celebrate Laba Day. In the past, they would celebrate the festival together with everyone, so would they celebrate the Laba Festival together today?

"Let's celebrate together, let's cook together, Xiangnan, what do you think?" Qi Wanfeng looked at her husband and asked. Caojia Village has the custom of celebrating Laba Festival. On this day, the families in the village will cook Laba porridge for everyone to eat together.

After this mention, Cao Xiangnan remembered the Laba Festival. The Laba porridge here is not like the Laba Festival in his previous life. Rice, millet, red beans and other grains are boiled together with peanuts, lotus seeds and some dried fruits to make a bowl of rich Laba porridge.

The Laba porridge here is not necessarily porridge. Richer families will cook rice and put meat on it. Poor families can grab a handful of rice and put some vegetables in it to fill their stomachs. In the poorest years, they would cook a pot of wild vegetables for everyone to eat together.

"Okay, let's cook a meal together, and also make Laba porridge. I'll cook the Laba porridge, and you can come over early in the morning to drink the porridge, and we'll cook lunch at noon, earlier. It's cold in the afternoon, and you can go back earlier after eating." Cao Xiangnan thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, let's do it this way." Sun Bailian replied.

The rest of the people were no problem at all.

Tomorrow is Laba Festival, after all, it is also a festival, and the people here also have to celebrate Laba Festival. Thinking of those who live in the academy, Cao Xiangnan mentioned it to Cao Gang, and they sent some food there so that everyone can have an extra dish tomorrow, which can be regarded as adding a dish to the festival and make everyone happy.

Cao Gang also agreed.

We also need to go into the village to discuss this matter with Li Zheng and others to see how to arrange it. The two of them discussed it in the house and then went into the village.