"Why do you ask that?"
"Because it seems that Daddy is in a good mood."
"Well, that should be something good happening."
"What's the good news?"
"The good thing is...it's vacation. Yes, because it's vacation, our whole family can stay together all the time, together and never separated for a moment. That's great and happy, right?"
"Yes, I like being with Daddy, Mommy, and Uncle the most. I'm very happy during the holidays."
"Well, that's right, hurry up and serve the food, it's over there."
The children obediently served the dishes.
Xiao Yunfei looked at the cute children and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
He really likes the feeling of being with children. It is an indescribable feeling of happiness and it is wonderful.
I dare not imagine how much he would cherish the child if he and Su Miaomiao had one.
Oh, forget it.
Don’t think too much about it.
Just let it be, there's no point in rushing some things.
Soon the food was served. The youngest son, Xiao Yong, held a large bottle of Coke and stood on tiptoe to pour drinks for everyone.
After pouring it, he distributed it to everyone one by one.
"The first cup is for mom. She is the boss in our family."
"The second cup is for Daddy. You've worked so hard."
"The third cup is for Big Sister. I will be Big Sister's servant for life, hehe."
Next came the second, third and fourth brothers, who kept talking non-stop.
Finally, they got to eat the food cooked by their mother. The children started eating it with big mouthfuls as if it was New Year’s Day.
Xiao Yunfei also started eating happily, and kept sighing.
"Absolutely, this is the taste."
“It’s delicious. Really delicious.”
“This one is delicious too.”
"Wife, your cooking seems to be even more delicious than before. How come you are so good at it?"
"I am so lucky to marry you."
Su Miaomiao was furious when she saw him. She rolled her eyes at him and said angrily.
"Even eating can't stop you from eating. If you hadn't interrupted me while I was cooking, it would definitely have tasted better!"
Xiao Yunfei held back his laughter, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and put it in Su Miaomiao's bowl, coaxing her gently.
"Wife, I was wrong. Eat more and don't be angry. Being angry is bad for your health."
"You still know you're wrong? Will you change it next time?"
"Wrong, wrong."
"I'm asking you if you'll change it next time."
Su Miaomiao knew Xiao Yunfei too well.
He is like this every time. He admits his mistakes quickly and obeys her when he gets out of bed. He does whatever she says and does everything he can to act cute and obedient.
But it's just nice talk, I will definitely not change it.
It's typical that someone knows they're wrong, but refuses to change.
Just like now, seeing that she kept asking questions, Xiao Yunfei simply ignored her and changed the subject.
"Wife, didn't you send a batch of new goods to Zhang He earlier? How are those goods selling?"
Su Miaomiao rolled her eyes at him, but didn't hold on to it, and answered casually.
"Not bad. The first two batches have been sold out, and the third batch has been ordered and will be shipped after the New Year."
"Very good. Which of those items sells best?"
"Insoles and socks."
"These two are indeed good things. It seems that there are many people who know their value. My wife is really good at business. There is no business that she can't do."
"Okay, stop praising me and just eat your meal."
"Wife, you are not angry with me anymore, are you?"
"When have I ever been truly mad at you?"
Having said this, the two of them smiled at each other, their eyes wide open.
When Zhang Xing came back, Su Miaomiao and the others had finished their meal a long time ago and were playing chess with the children in the living room.
"You're back. I left some food for you. I'll heat it up for you right away."
"Okay, thank you, sister-in-law."
Zhang Xing responded with a smile.
He had just come back from outside and was feeling cold. He quickly took off his down jacket after entering the house.
"It's still warm at home. It's too cold outside."
"Weren't you in the car the whole time? Why are you so cold?"
"Oh, don't mention it. We encountered snow crusts on the way and had to shovel a lot of snow. It was not easy on this journey."
Talking about his experience on the road, Zhang Xing couldn't help feeling sad.
He was exhausted from the journey. It was a little better when he sent Xu Wenxiu back. But when he came back alone, the wind suddenly blew and snow was everywhere.
Not only was the road unclear, but it was also slippery.
The car kept getting stuck and sliding in place.
He pushed it down for a while, then took up the shovel to shovel it.
He was almost exhausted to death.
"The snow is really heavy this year, and the roads are difficult to walk on. I heard from Brother Feng and others that the snow this year is heavier than in previous years."
Xiao Yunfei said this and looked at Zhang Xing with some sympathy.
"The transport team's cars are all back. I should have let you drive their car."
"Well, a truck is more powerful when it comes to running on the snow, much better than a van."
Su Miaomiao heard a few words and poked her head out of the kitchen to ask.
"The road is difficult to walk on? Is the car blocked?"
"Well, sister-in-law, to be honest, I almost died on the road today."
Zhang Xing took the opportunity to seek comfort from Su Miaomiao.
"Sister-in-law, do you know how cold it is outside? I didn't even wear gloves, and my hands were almost frozen from shoveling snow. They were even colder when I was pushing the cart. The moment my hands touched the cart, I lost all feeling."
"Oh, that's so pitiful." Su Miaomiao walked out quickly, her heartache visible. "How's your hand? Is it frozen?"
"Probably not."
"Where are the ears?"
"It should be fine. It felt a bit like a needle prick before, but now it doesn't hurt anymore, just a little itchy."
Zhang Xing really liked the feeling of being cared for by his sister-in-law, so he stretched out his hand to show Su Miaomiao.
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