Young Master Yan looked at the painted pottery with increasing delight, and couldn't help but boast and show off a few times. His behavior made Old Madam Yan grit her teeth in anger.
"Son, why are there only Daddy, Mommy, and you? Why aren't Grandpa, Grandma, or Grandma here?"
Zizai wasn't flustered. He climbed onto Old Madam Yan's lap and sat down before answering.
"Grandma, because of time constraints, I've already finished making yours, Grandpa's, and Grandma's, but I haven't had time to fix them yet. They'll be ready later."
When Madam Yan heard that she had one too, she immediately beamed with joy.
"I knew my precious grandson wouldn't forget us!"
Yan Shao, as the son, couldn't stand his son being monopolized by his mother, so he reached out and easily lifted his precious son over to sit comfortably on his lap.
"Mom, Zizai is my son!"
Madam Yan glared at him, "Aren't you my son too? Without me, would I have you? Would I have Zizai?"
Young Master Yan smiled, picked up his son and walked over, then plopped down on Old Madam Yan's lap.
Madam Yan was so angry she laughed, and swung her fist to punch her son on the back.
"You brat, you've broken my old bones! I'll never forgive you!"
While cursing, he gently gripped Yan Shao's waist with one hand.
"Mom, there's nothing wrong with me holding my son and you holding your son!"
Despite saying this, Young Master Yan felt very light sitting on Old Madam Yan's lap.
Sitting to one side, Zhu Qianying quickly picked up her phone and snapped several photos.
I casually posted a few photos on Weibo with the caption "Family bliss!"
Although Madam Yan was grumbling, every wrinkle on her face in the photo radiated happiness and joy.
Needless to say, Yan Shao and Zizai have similar features, and even the unintentional smiles that flow from their lips radiate warmth.
Soon, Ji Huan reposted the Weibo post and commented, "If there were one more little her, it would be perfect!"
Ji Huan's comment quickly received more than ten likes, including from Zhu Qianyu, Qin Xiu, Ke Kai, Xiao Ya, Wang Chunsi, and others!
Zhu Qianying glanced at the comment, slightly raised her eyebrows, and revealed a faint smile.
Around 10 o'clock, Chen Jing and Luo Yifan arrived at the Yan family home, where Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao greeted them at the entrance.
"Dad, Mom, aren't you two being too polite?"
Zhu Qianying accepted the flowers handed to her by Luo Yifan, while Yan Shao accepted the beautifully packaged gift box, presumably containing items such as red wine.
"This is my first time visiting my in-laws, so I should at least offer a small token of my appreciation."
Although it was Luo Yifan's first time visiting the Yan family, Yan Bo and his wife had already treated him like a relative by marriage.
"Yifan, you've come at the right time! Let's have a couple of rounds!"
Yan Bo beckoned Luo Yifan over to play chess with him. Chen Jing greeted Yan Bo and his wife, put down her bag, and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Zhu Qianying also got up and followed. Young Master Yan was dragged by his beloved son to walk the dog. Old Madam Yan sat in the living room watching the two men fight for a while, but she was quite bored, so she got up and went to the kitchen.
"Ah Jing, you've worked so hard!"
Madam Yan was not skilled in cooking and could only watch from the kitchen.
"It's not hard work at all. Besides, today is Xiaohan's birthday. I didn't prepare any gifts, just this table of delicious food as a birthday present."
Chen Jing is a straightforward person. The flowers and red wine were prepared by Luo Yifan, but she herself came empty-handed.
"You've given him your most precious daughter and grandson, what more could he possibly want? He even has the nerve to ask you for gifts? He should be the one being filial to you!"
Madam Yan's words unintentionally made Zhu Qianying blush again.
This was because these words reminded her of what Young Master Yan had whispered in her ear last night.
Fortunately, the two mothers were chatting enthusiastically and neither of them noticed her unusual behavior.
Lunch was plentiful, consisting mostly of the dishes that Yan Shao and his son Zizai loved most. Zizai had a great appetite and, competing with Yan Shao, ate two bowls of rice in one go.
Yan Shao, the father, was startled by his son's sudden increase in appetite. Seeing him stand on the chair and reach for more rice, he quickly pulled his hand to remind him.
"Hey, baby, you can't eat anymore!"
Zizai winked at him, asking in confusion.
"Why? My mother-in-law's cooking is so delicious, I want to eat some more!"
Yan Shao patted his bulging belly, "If you eat any more, your tummy won't be able to take it. Look, it's as big as a football..."
The little guy thought for a moment and finally put down his rice bowl. "Okay, I want to eat birthday cake tonight!"
But in reality, even if he eats too much at this meal, his stomach will still empty regularly, and he will still be hungry at the next meal.
The little guy finished eating by himself, while the adults at the table were still drinking and sipping their wine. After sitting for a while, the little guy got a little bored, told the elders, and then jumped down to play with Xingxing.
The wine was the same rare vintage red wine that Luo Yifan had brought. After pouring wine for all the elders, Young Master Yan poured a small half-glass and handed it to Zhu Qianying.
"Would you like some too?"
Zhu Qianying shook her head, "No! I've given it up."
Zhu Qianying had given up drinking, and Yan Shao, as her husband, naturally knew this.
But he felt that today was a special day, so it wouldn't hurt to drink a little.
"Sweetie, have a little bit, this wine is quite mellow!"
Zhu Qianying shook her head again. Young Master Yan wanted to say something, but Old Madam Yan stood up and snatched the wine from his hand.
"Xiao Han, you really don't understand. If Ying'er says she doesn't want to drink, then she doesn't have to. Why do you have to force her?"
Yan Shao was suspicious, but he didn't dare to ask anything in front of so many elders. It wasn't until the evening that the mystery in his heart was solved.
Dinner was still prepared by Chen Jing and Zhu Qianying together, while the beautiful birthday cake was made by Chen Jing, Zhu Qianying, and Zizai together.
At noon, everyone had already given their birthday gifts to Yan Shao. Only Zhu Qianying solemnly handed over a document rolled into a cylinder with a red silk bow attached to it when dinner was served.
Happy birthday, honey!
Yan Shao became increasingly puzzled. He took the scroll of paper and looked at her intently.
Zhu Qianying didn't answer him, but magically produced another beautifully packaged box and handed it over, "Here, this one is what I owe you!"
Yan Shao took the box with a head full of questions, then a thought flashed through his mind, "Is it a ring?"
Zhu Qianying smiled without saying a word!
Yan Shao was overjoyed. He thought she really hadn't prepared any gifts for him, but little did he expect that she had not only prepared some, but also two.
He lowered his eyes, looking at the paper roll with a bow on his left hand, then at the exquisitely packaged box in his right hand, hesitating about which one to open first!
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