Qin Jianye guessed: "It's probably the new clothes made by my third sister-in-law."
He had seen the ancient costumes that his third sister-in-law made for Han'er before, so a Qing Dynasty costume like this should be no problem for him.
"Really? The third sister-in-law is really clever and skillful!" Yang Xinyue praised sincerely.
"Uncle, aunt, why did you come back so early?" Qin Qiu excitedly looked at his uncle and aunt who had rushed back to celebrate the New Year.
"Because I missed you guys, I rushed back overnight." Yang Xinyu poked his head out and replied with a smile.
"These kids, now that they have an uncle, don't even care about their biological father's life or death." Qin Jiandang, who was pasting couplets at the entrance to the first floor, almost fell off the escalator. It was Han'er who held the escalator.
When Qin Han saw his uncle coming down, he also walked towards the gate of the yard and saw his younger uncle driving the car into the yard.
Hearing the noise, Old Lady Qin and Old Man Qin came over immediately.
Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Jianye and Yang Xinyu got out of the car in military uniforms.
"Dad, Mom, Brother, we're back." Qin Jianye smiled as he looked at his family members coming over.
Old Lady Qin smiled and nodded repeatedly: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"
"Kids, come and see your new clothes!" Yang Xinyue opened the trunk, which was full of things. Apart from her and Jianye's luggage, the rest were New Year gifts bought for her family.
When they heard that there were new clothes, the children swarmed to the back of the car.
Then Yang Xinyu distributed two sets of clothes to each child, just like distributing school uniforms. The children who received the new clothes happily walked into the room to try on the clothes to see if they fit.
Qin Han was the last in line. Just as he stretched out his hand to take it, he flew into the air.
"Uncle, I'm over five years old. Why are you still hugging me like this?" Qin Han looked at Qin Jianye helplessly.
Qin Jianye raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with five years old? You will still be my nephew at fifty years old. You should feel happy to hug you!" After that, he took the clothes in Xinyun's hand with his other hand and walked towards the hall.
Qin Han thought that his uncle knew his secret and would not hug him again, but...
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