The little sleeping bag, who inherited her mother's style, slept all the way home in the car.
The Yan family's large living room has undergone tremendous changes in the past year or so.
Before Zai Zai returned to China, this living room was large and deserted, a space as clean and empty as a basketball court, except for the furniture.
After Zizai came back, the living room gradually filled with toys such as remote control cars and large building blocks, and sometimes they were scattered all over the floor.
Ironically, Young Master Yan, who vehemently dislikes others making his territory dirty and chaotic, shows no resentment whatsoever towards his beloved son's various intrusions and misdeeds, and even displays a high degree of tolerance.
You could even say he didn't think his son's actions were dirty or messy.
Therefore, it can only be said that Young Master Yan's standards are actually double standards: one set for his son and another set for outsiders.
Now, the arrival of the little one has brought about a series of major changes to this living room.
In the center of the living room, next to the sofa, there is a crib. Near the terrace, next to Zizai's rocking chair, there is an additional cradle. And among Zizai's pile of toys, there are also some cute pink plush toys of various sizes.
Even the sofa and TV are covered with various plush toys and trinkets. In short, the entire living room has transformed from its previous simple and cool style to a cute one.
All of these were the work of Madam Yan and Zizai during the time that Zhu Qianying and Xiaoxiao were hospitalized.
Old Madam Yan was mentally prepared to be disliked by her son, but little did she know that Young Master Yan would completely ignore the girlish and cute style of the living room, just like when he saw his precious son throwing toys all over the floor.
"Little sister, this is our home, do you like it?"
Xiao Xiao woke up after getting off the bus and was carried around the large living room by her older brother.
Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao walked out of the entrance hall together. When they saw the living room full of childlike fun, they were stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
"Mom, were all of these Zizai's ideas?"
Zhu Qianying's understanding of Zai Zai is clearly quite thorough.
"Yes, he said his little sister is a princess and would definitely like this kind of decoration."
Madam Yan did not hide it, mainly because she knew she couldn't hide it anyway.
Zhu Qianying looked around carefully a few more times, then nodded in agreement, "Children's aesthetic sense should be quite similar, or even common."
At least, she and Yan Shao couldn't communicate with Xiao Xiao verbally for the time being, but Zizai often put his sister on his lap, while he lowered his head, brought his face close to his sister's, and mumbled something like an alien language.
Zhu Qianying admitted that she didn't understand what he was saying, but Xiao Xiao always looked at her older brother with her dark eyes, as if she understood.
Then, she would hum softly a few times. Although no one understood what it meant, it was not hard to guess from the gentle yet slightly excited expression on her little face that she was having a pleasant conversation with her older brother.
For example, right now, after the little guy carried the basket around once, he picked it up and sat down in the rocking chair, whispering something to the little guy who was looking at him.
Yan Shao walked over and sat down next to Zizai, pretending not to know what his son was doing, and sat down in the rocking chair next to him.
"Zizai, what are you doing?"
The little guy didn't even look up. "I was chatting with Xiaoxiao..."
The little guy spoke with such seriousness that anyone who didn't know better would think he and the little girl were having a serious conversation.
However, Yan Shao admitted that he did not understand the world of children.
And who can be sure that the brother and sister weren't talking about something interesting?
"Then you two continue. Daddy will go upstairs with Mommy to rest. If Xiaoxiao looks for Daddy and Mommy later, you can bring her up, okay?"
The little guy waved his hand, "Go on, go on, I'll take care of your little sister!"
Yan Shao had already stood up and was about to leave when he saw his son's fly-swatting posture, which made him both annoyed and amused.
"Baby, your little sister is hungry, do you know how to feed her? Your little sister has peed, do you know how to change her diaper?"
These skills have now become Yan Shao's specialties; he is even more proficient than Chen Jing, a veteran.
That's why he acted so smug in front of Vic Zhou.
Zizai hummed twice, "No, can't I learn? I'm so smart, right, little sister?"
As she spoke, she lowered her head and gently touched her small face with her finger.
As if understanding her brother's words, Xiaoxiao grinned, revealing her gums that didn't have my teeth, which was very comical.
Yan Shao's heart was as warm and cozy as the winter sun outside. He bent down and kissed his son on the cheek first, then lowered his head and kissed his daughter on the cheek as well.
"Then brother must take good care of his sister, okay? Daddy will go upstairs with Mommy first!"
The little guy made an OK sign and smugly waved it at Young Master Yan a few times. Young Master Yan went upstairs with a smile.
The postpartum period is a very particular time and place for women.
Therefore, when Zhu Qianying returned to the main house, she did not stay in the living room for long before being urged by her two mothers to go back to her bedroom to rest.
Zhu Qianying didn't try to push herself, after all, she was quite tired from the journey back from the hospital.
When Yan Shao returned to the bedroom, Zhu Qianying had already changed into her pajamas and was leaning against the bed. Her two mothers were sitting on the edge of the bed on either side, telling her about things to pay attention to during her postpartum period.
Zhu Qianying listened patiently, without showing the slightest impatience.
This wasn't Zhu Qianying's first time giving birth, so she knew a lot of common sense.
But the two mothers had put in a lot of effort, and she couldn't very well go against their wishes, so she sat obediently and listened.
Upon seeing Young Master Yan enter, the two mothers exchanged a few more words of advice and instructed him to take good care of Zhu Qianying, as they were going downstairs to look after Xiao Xiao.
They weren't as bold as Yan Shao and Zhu Qianying, letting Zizai take care of the little girl.
After all, Zizai is only a little over five years old. Although he is smarter and more sensible than his peers, they are still worried about entrusting the little girl, who is only a few days old, to him.
After the two mothers left and the door closed, Zhu Qianying let out a long sigh of relief.
Yan Shao smiled and walked over to kiss her. "You lie down for a while, I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes."
Given the right conditions, Yan Shao's obsession with cleanliness is actually just as severe as before.
Zhu Qianying kissed him back and touched his chin. "Go ahead, and shave while you're at it."
This morning, because he was in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital, the usually extremely neat young master Yan didn't even have time to shave.
Fortunately, even with his unshaven beard, Young Master Yan still exudes charm and charisma, remaining incredibly attractive.
Yan Shao, being mischievous, deliberately rubbed his stubble-covered chin against her face, saying, "I'm not shaving, are you going to bite me?"
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