As he spoke, he picked up the spring couplets placed next to him and pasted them on the door.
The pair is also neat.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuman thought that this kind of housework that involves climbing up and down should definitely be done by men.
Height is a natural advantage.
Seeing him neatly preparing the things for pasting Spring Festival couplets, she felt more and more pleased with him.
When Fu Jingchen finished cleaning the house, he looked up and saw his wife holding her hands and looking at him with a smile.
For a moment, his brows softened.
But before the two of them could say anything, the sound of Xiao Yi's crying came from the house.
The two of them quickly opened the door and went in to coax the child.
When they got into the house, Fu Jingchen followed in and picked up Xiaoyi first.
When he woke up, he didn't see anyone. His little mouth was pursed in grievance, with tears hanging on his eyelashes. He looked as pitiful as he could be.
Even though he was held in his arms, he was still sobbing, his little hands tugging at his father's clothes, and there were four deep dimples on the back of his hands.
"Be good, don't cry." Fu Jingchen coaxed softly.
This voice is so gentle.
Jiang Yuman, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but look at him after hearing this.
Fu Jingchen looked at her with a flirtatious look, obviously misunderstanding something, and came over and kissed her.
Xiaoyi stopped crying instantly, and let out two "ahs", then looked at them carefully with his dark eyes.
Jiang Yuman and Fu Jingchen looked at each other, and they kissed him from the left and right, squeezing the flesh on both sides of his cheeks.
Xiaoyi tightened his face, frowned, and waved his hands in the air in protest.
Seeing that he was about to cry again, Jiang Yuman and Fu Jingchen stepped back.
There was a warm affection between them as they smiled at each other.
"Sister-in-law, brother, it's time for dinner." At this time, Fu Haitang's voice came from outside the door.
Jiang Yuman quickly agreed, "I'm coming."
Having said that, he turned around and looked at Xiaoyi again.
Fu Jingchen saw that she was hesitant, "You go eat first, I'll coax him."
"Let's eat together." Jiang Yuman picked up the blanket and put it on Xiaoyi.
Fu Jingchen understood what he meant, and the couple soon wrapped Xiaoyi up like a small dumpling and carried him to another room.
Xiaoyi curled up under the quilt, revealing his little face. When he yawned, you could see his pink gums.
At the dinner table, the old couple's hearts were melted.
Fu Wangshan couldn't help it and put down his chopsticks, "Let me hug you."
When these words came out, Fu's mother was stunned for a moment.
Others don't know, but doesn't she know? Fu Wangshan never held his two children except when they were born.
Haitang is still young, after all, she is a daughter, and Fu Wangshan dotes on her. But ever since Jingchen was old enough to understand, he has been extremely strict with his son.
It is said that generations apart are close to each other, but can one really be this close to his grandchildren?
When Mother Fu was shocked, Fu Jingchen had already handed her son to Fu Wangshan.
"Grandpa, hold our Xiaoyi for a moment." Fu Wangshan hugged his grandson and looked at him carefully.
Xiaoyi is not old enough to recognize people yet, and he doesn’t cry or make a fuss. He just looks at his grandfather with his eyes open, and makes “hmm” sounds from time to time.
Everyone was amused by him.
"Okay, eat the dumplings quickly, or they'll get cold."
After teasing for a while, Fu's mother said: "Today I put more than ten coins in the dumplings, let's see who can eat the most and be the most blessed."
Fu Haitang's eyes lit up, "It must be me!"
As he said that, he quickly picked up one with chopsticks.
Jiang Yuman also picked up dumplings from the plate in front of her and ate them.
She didn't know whether it was because of her good luck or because her mother did it on purpose, but she ate three coins by herself.
When Fu's mother saw it, she smiled and said to her grandson who was babble non-stop: "Xiaoyi, look how blessed your mother is."
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