The two of them didn't see the Zhong family, and asked curiously, "Yuxiu, where are they?"
"They went home."
"It's time for dinner, why are you going back?"
Zhong Yuxiu shook her head. "He must have just returned. Something's going on at home. They just got a new wife, and they need her to look around the house and get her familiar with the environment. Besides, he's been away for quite a while, so he needs to check on the family business as well."
"Is that so?" Yan Guofeng stopped asking, "Then let's have dinner."
"Okay, Mr. Yan." Wang Daya smiled and went back to the kitchen. After a while, Gu Lingguo and others came out with the prepared meals; Gong Zhaodi was holding a stack of bowls and chopsticks in her hand.
Yan Guofeng looked down at his great-grandchildren in his arms, walked to the carpet and put them down.
Yan Rushan was the same. He felt relieved and happy when he put his sons down. "You little brats, you're gaining weight day by day. It's a bit hard to hold two of them."
They look fat and their hands are really heavy.
"It shows that we raise our children well. You should be happy." Yan Guofeng turned around and gave his eldest grandson an invisible hammer. "Look at other families. It's so hard to raise their children to be fat. Our three children are all good and promising."
Well, if you say he is a good kid, then he is a good kid.
Yan Rushan said he didn't want to argue, "Grandpa, please take a seat first. Yuxiu and I will wait until the child is full before coming over."
"That's fine."
As soon as Yan Guofeng left, Yan Rushan went to the kitchen to bring the children's food. The variety of food increased, and their staple food was no longer a single kind; many were a mixture of nutritional combinations, and each dish was brightly colored and full of flavor and aroma.
"They're eating so well! Look, they even have beef stew." Walking over to the coffee table and setting down the tray, Yan Rushan's eyes fell on the food on it: egg custard, vegetable porridge, minced meat, carrot stewed with beef, and especially this dish. The carrots and beef were stewed until soft and tender, perfect for children. "How happy they are!"
He couldn't help but sigh.
Zhong Yuxiu chuckled, "We created their good life. Brother Yan, you should be proud."
"Yes, proud." Yan Rushan looked at his sons with an unclear expression. He always felt that he was too good to them and shouldn't be so good to them.
"Bring over the small table and stools so they can eat."
Yan Rushan followed his instructions and brought a small table and stools and placed them next to the carpet. The small table had four sides, one facing outwards and three facing the carpet, which was just right for the three of them to sit on.
After settling them down, Yan Rushan brought them a bowl of food. Having food but feeling hungry, the three little guys smiled sweetly at their mother and started eating with their spoons.
They ate much faster than before, and knew to blow on the food before eating it when it was too hot. They quickly finished the first bowl of food - egg custard.
Egg custard is easy to digest and has always been their staple appetizer.
Next came vegetable porridge and minced meat. I don’t know if it was intentional by Yan Rushan, but the beef stewed with carrots was the last one served. After watching them drive this dish, he looked up at his wife.
"Wife, let's go eat too. Let them eat. This is the last bowl. We don't need to watch them."
Zhong Yuxiu touched her sons' little heads. The hair of children of this age was soft and comfortable to touch. When they ate, their cheeks were chubby, which was really adorable.
"Let's go." The sons are cute, but they also need to eat.
Yan Rushan smiled with his handsome face as he took his wife's hand and went to the bathroom. After the couple washed their hands, Yan Rushan wiped the water droplets off her hands, then took her out and went to the dining room together.
After we sat down, several people were already sitting at the table: Gu Lingguo, Fang Guozhong, Wang Daya, Gong Zhaodi, and Feng Zheng were all there; the table was filled with delicious food.
Yan Guofeng asked, "Have they finished eating?"
"Still eating, almost finished."
"Let's eat." After saying this, Yan Guofeng glanced towards the hall. He couldn't see anything from his position, but it didn't stop him from taking a look out of habit.
Yan Guofeng started eating first, and everyone else followed; the food Feng Zheng cooked had never disappointed them, and every bite was a pleasure.
After dinner, Yan Guofeng had nothing to do, so he wanted to take his great-grandchildren out for a walk to help digest the food. However, the children refused to go and insisted on staying by their mother's side. As soon as their mother was carried away, they started sobbing and crying, acting like mischievous children.
Yan Guofeng had no choice but to put them down again. He couldn't take any of them away; no matter which one he took, they would all give him a fake cry.
"These little guys have become smart." They are too smart!
"Grandpa, please go and let them play at home. The three of them can play endlessly and get quite a bit of exercise." She also wanted to be with her sons. The vacation was almost over and she didn't know when the next vacation would be.
"Okay." What else could he do? His great-grandchildren simply didn't want to go out with him. "But where did they learn that trick?"
Zhong Yuxiu didn't know either, no one in the family would fake crying; she turned her head to look at her husband.
Yan Rushan looked puzzled. He didn't know either! The little ones already had the ability to remember things. Who knew when they learned it?
None of the three people understood what was going on, so they gave up thinking about it. They imitated fake crying very well, and if you didn't know their temperament, you would probably have believed it.
Yan Guofeng went out for a walk, while Zhong Yuxiu stayed at home playing with her sons. Yan Rushan's mouth twitched when he saw this.
The three brats really loved their mother. Every time they saw his wife, they would jump on her with joy. It was as if they couldn't live without their mother. He felt it was an eyesore.
However, the three brats and their wives didn’t find it offensive and they felt upset!
"Wife, don't let them play too much. They need to take a nap after playing for a while." If she falls asleep, no one will bother her, right?
Zhong Yuxiu nodded. "I understand. You fetch them some water to wash their faces while I coax them to sleep."
"I'll go right away." Yan Rushan went to get some water happily. He was so happy that his steps became much lighter when he came back with the hot water. "Wife, the hot water is here. I'll wash their faces."
There was only a basin of hot water with three white towels in it. There was a word on each towel: one, two, and three. They were used to identify which baby's towel was for, so that the wrong towel would not be used.
"Give me one." Yuxiu stretched out her hand and asked him for it.
Yan Rushan wrung out a towel and handed it to her, but he didn't like the child; Zhong Yuxiu unfolded the towel and took a look. There was the word "two" on the towel. She grabbed her second son and covered his face with it.
Li Ming tilted his head back and laughed, then used both hands to grab the towel and rubbed it up and down, imitating the movements when washing his face.
Zhong Yuxiu was at a loss for words, as they were actually mopping the floor.
"Be gentle, don't scratch your skin." Although the towel is soft enough, the children's skin is softer.
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