Chapter 142 No one can make me unhappy
The second elder brother just came in after washing the dishes, and he couldn’t stop laughing. I thought to myself that a little brat is just a little brat, no matter how calm and mature he looks, he is still a child.
He said, "Don't worry about her, she will wake up soon."
He looked at him silently, with condemnation in his eyes.
The second brother noticed it keenly and laughed: "Children are not books. They are not so strict. There is no need to do anything."
He walked over and pulled Tuanzi's half-loose pigtail: "Little stinky baby, get up! Little stinky baby?"
As expected, Tuanzi opened his eyes in a daze.
Her eyelashes were so long that they seemed to be a bit of a hindrance. She rubbed them twice in a daze, and with her eyes half-closed, she said softly, "De De."
The second brother responded, and Xinbao's eyelids closed again.
He pulled her pigtails and ears again, pulling them back and forth for a long time, while saying to Yan Shenjue, "Xinbao is so well behaved. She doesn't have any bad temper when she wakes up. She doesn't cry even if you call her no matter how hard you try."
He still looked at him silently.
The second brother was amused by his eyes and laughed for a long time. Xinbao was woken up by him. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Yan Shenjue.
She had just woken up and didn't have time to switch, so she called out, "Wife."
Yan Shenjue hummed.
Xinbao's eyes gradually widened, he looked at him carefully, then opened his arms: "Hug me, my wife."
He picked her up, and Tuanzi kissed his face softly, then raised her little hand and touched his head: "Be good."
Yan Shenjue was slightly surprised.
The second brother asked directly: "Xinbao, what are you doing?"
Tuanzi said softly: "Xinbao, comfort your wife."
The second brother raised his eyebrows: "Why should we coax him? Why not coax our brother?"
Xinbao turned back, stared at his face for a while, then turned back: "No, I'm not unhappy. It's my wife who is unhappy. I need to comfort her."
They both: “…”
The second brother thought to himself, why didn't I see that he was unhappy? But when he talked about the past, no matter how calm his tone was, he was probably unhappy! Yan Shenjue's heart softened, and he gently hugged the little boy.
After watching the two little brats hugging each other for a while, the mature second brother couldn't help but said sourly: "Second brother is not happy either. No one comforts him. He is not happy."
Xinbao sighed like a little adult.
Then she broke away from Yan Shenjue's arms, hugged him, and patted him: "Be good, don't make trouble."
The second brother was satisfied: "Okay, no more trouble."
He hugged his sister for a while, then said, "Wear new clothes today!"
Yan Shenjue stood up and made way. The second brother changed Tuanzi's clothes. It was a thin layer of cotton, dark red with light blue, with a small skirt and pants underneath.
Mrs. Lin also bought a few more kinds of small flowers. Because Tuanzi had less hair, Mrs. Lin bought the small flowers that were seen on other people's clothes from clothing stores. They were small and came in all colors. She bought a small bag.
Xinbao liked them as soon as he saw them. After washing his face, he picked two for himself.
Her wife is now very skilled. While her second brother was cooking, Yan Shenjue had already braided two small braids for her.
Xinbao stretched out his little paw and touched it lightly, feeling so happy about it that he shook his little head.
Yan Shenjue said: "This dress is not suitable for martial arts training. I will ask someone to make a few for you later. What color does Xinbao like?"
Xinbao said: "Xinbao is beautiful, she looks good in any color!"
Yan Shenjue laughed: "Xinbao is right."
Xinbao asked, "Xinbao, are you going to learn martial arts today?"
"Tomorrow," Yan Shenjue said, "I'll talk to Uncle Qingshan first."
Xinbao nodded: "Oh."
The second brother came out with shredded pork noodles and put them outside to cool. He said, "Xinbao, Daddy is building a greenhouse today. After dinner, let Brother Xiaoxian take you to see it."
"Okay," Xinbao nodded: "Xinbao wants to go and see, otherwise what if Daddy builds it wrong?"
The second brother smiled and said, "Yes."
He came over, squatted down, and said to Yan Shenjue, "Look at me."
Yan Shenjue was puzzled, but still looked at him. The second brother picked up a small chopstick of noodles, turned his wrist, wrapped the noodles around the tip of the chopstick, and fed the small ball into Tuanzi's mouth.
Then he handed the bowl directly to Yan Shenjue, washed his hands and went to read.
Yan Shen, who was suddenly entrusted with the care of his child, was not in a hurry. He imitated what he had done just now and quickly turned a chopstick out. Tuanzi opened her mouth wide and waited, so he carefully fed her the food.
He quite likes this exercise, and after feeding the baby, he still feels unsatisfied.
Tuanzi glanced into the bowl, held the bowl with both hands, and drank some of the noodle soup. There was still a small piece of noodles left. She still bit the bowl in her mouth and looked up with her big eyes. Yan Shenjue looked at her blankly, then suddenly came back to his senses and pushed the small piece of noodles into her mouth.
Xinbao looked at the bowl again and found it was clean, so he let go and taught him: "Every grain of rice is hard-earned!!"
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Yan Shenjue could only say: "You are right."
He wiped her lips, then stood up with the bowl in his hand. The second brother said, "Put it on the board at the door."
He poured some water and rinsed the dumpling's mouth.
Xinbao asked, "Have you eaten yet, Fox?"
"It ate it." The second brother said, "It ate very well. Mother gave it a big bowl of meat. It was much better than what you ate."
Xinbao said "oh" and went over to squat in front of the fox. The fox was lying in a broken winnowing basket with one leg stretched out. Its black fox eyes were staring at her. It was fluffy, cute and innocent, really like a puppy.
Xinbao asked him, "Hunni, are you full?"
The fox tilted her head, and Yan Shenjue hurried over and squatted down to look at her.
Xinbao suddenly remembered something and said to him, "Shall we give the fox a name?"
Yan Shenjue nodded: "Okay."
Xinbao said, "My donkey has my last name, Tang Xiaoba. You can let Foxy take your last name, Shen Er, okay?"
"My last name is not Shen." Yan Shenjue glanced at her and said, "Shen Jue means Shen Bo Jueli, which is used to describe a good article."
Xinbao asked, "How good is your writing?"
Yan Shenjue was silent for a moment and did not answer. He said, "But you can give it the surname Shen. Take one character from my name and one from you. How about calling it Shen Qiu?"
Xinbao didn't notice anything wrong at all: "Okay!"
She called Fox: "Shen Qiu! Shen Qiu! From now on, you will be called Shen Qiu! Don't forget, when I call you, you must answer!"
The second brother behind: "..."
Seeing Yan Xiaolang's curved mouth, the second brother was speechless.
I never expected that Yan Xiaolang had this hobby, telling jokes with a blank expression...
Seeing that the two were playing with the fox, the second brother, who was a worrywart, had to remind them again: "Xinbao, do you want to go and watch Daddy build a greenhouse?"
"oh!"
Xinbao remembered and immediately opened his arms towards Yan Shenjue: "Hold me."
Yan Shenjue picked her up, and then the two of them walked towards the new house leisurely.
The new house is very lively.
After all, it was already quite lively, and now, when people heard that the Tang family was going to build a greenhouse so they could grow vegetables in the winter, of course they wanted to come and watch.
There were so many people that it was impossible to squeeze in. Yan Shenjue looked from a distance and simply jumped directly onto the pile of bricks, looking down from above.
Tang Qingshan, Yuan Yaogui and several craftsmen were measuring in the middle, stopping from time to time to discuss. They were obviously discussing the division of the warm road. After all, they had to take everything into consideration and could not be too close to the vegetable ridge, so it must be planned in detail.
(End of this chapter)