Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

Nangong Mingyue.

The newborn's name was determined, and surprisingly, the person who named it turned out to be An Kechun.

Nangong Zi felt a little unhappy in his heart, but looking at his wife's face, he already had Xia Xia, a daughter, and everything. It was just a name, so he just let her name it.

In life, there are so many good things that happen to him alone.

An Kechun held the baby girl, looked out the window at the bright night, looked at the full moon in the sky, and said thoughtfully, "Call it the bright moon."

"Nangong Mingyue?" An Kexia repeated her name, and then looked at her husband, wanting to ask what Nangong Zi meant. After all, this was their daughter.

Nangong Zi thought that his daughter was born on a full moon night, so it suited the occasion. Then, he nodded.

An Kechun looked at the soft ball in his arms and smiled.

When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.

There is a bright moon on the sea, and the world is at this moment together.

Since ancient times, the bright moon has condensed everyone's good wishes. ..

On a full moon night, it is the bright moon.

Nangong Mingyue, the Nangong family’s little wish was born.

After An Kechun left, Nangong Zi held his daughter in his arms and said to the sleeping little face, "Don't mention it, your aunt is called by my daughter, how come it sounds so nice."

An Kexia looked over, gently touched the tip of her daughter's nose with her index finger, and said softly, "Mingyue, mother hopes you can warm your aunt's heart."

"Why does it warm her aunt but not her parents?" Nangong Zi asked.

An Kexia stared at her husband, her tone automatically changed, "Why do you need warmth?"

"Heart."

"What's wrong with you?"

"I..." Nangong Zi's heart was so sweet now that she really didn't need to be warmed. Compared with his sister-in-law's heart that was riddled with holes, she should be warmed more.

"It's so hard to give birth to a daughter, why was it given to her?" the head of the Nangong family complained.

An Kexia motioned to her daughter, "How about you recall why I wanted to give birth to her?"

Memories of last year flashed into his mind. The head of the Nangong family held his daughter in his arms, refusing to let his wife see it.

But when the child cried, Nangong Zi hugged him and went to his wife again.

"You don't want me to see it, why don't you breastfeed yourself?"

The head of the family said: "I haven't evolved to this level yet, I still have to rely on Xia Xia."

On New Year's Eve, everyone rushed home.

The Jiang family had their New Year's Eve dinner at Manxianglou again. Jiangsu lost a lot of weight. Jiang Chenyu felt pain in his eyes but didn't say anything. The child's chair cannot accommodate the noisy little tiger, because he doesn't like to be restrained and fastened, so I pulled up an adult chair for the little guy to stand on and eat freely.

During the meal, Mr. Jiang asked for a drink, "Chen Feng could drink eight taels with me before. I haven't even tested Chen Yu. Xiao Su, you are young. Let's see if you can drink down your father and your uncle."

Jiangsu got up, went to the door and picked up a bottle of liquor, "Dad, uncle, grandpa, let the men of the Jiang family open a bottle tonight to see who can eat first."

Mr. Jiang was disgusted, "Tsk, grandpa's drinking age is older than yours, who are you looking down on?"

Jiang Chenfeng looked at his son opening the wine with a smile on his face. He has also reached the age where he and his son compete in drinking during the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Chenyu handed over his wine glass and watched his nephew pour it for him.

Jiangsu poured the wine and handed it over to each other, but the little tiger saw him again.

Xiaojun Zaizi held the chicken drumsticks with one hand and the cool and crisp cucumber strips with the other hand and spread them around. Seeing the wine being distributed, he quickly stuffed the cucumber strips in his hand into his mouth, chewing them with his little mouth full, and at the same time stretched out his free hand to ask for his wine glass. He also asked for something vague, "Brother, Bao also drinks."

Wei Aihua smiled and said, "Hey, I almost forgot about our little man from the Jiang family." The little tiger is also classified as a man from the Jiang family, he is just young.

"Sister Nuan, do Tiger dare to drink?" Jiangsu asked uncertainly.

Gu Nuannuan pulled her son, who had a greasy face after eating, and said, "She doesn't dare. We didn't notice it before. She secretly drank a bottle of red wine, and nothing happened."

Jiang Chen Yu said: "Pour him a little and just get over it. Baijiu is strong and spicy, so I don't dare let him drink it."

Jiangsu poured a little of the bottom of the cup and handed it over.

Unexpectedly, the little tiger is no longer a two-year-old little tiger. He is three years old and is not so easy to fool. "Brother, you are dissatisfied~"

Jiangsu laughed loudly, "Dunzi has a good capacity for drinking, so he needs to drink more."

Jiangsu looked at Jiang Chenyu, "Uncle, do you dare to come forward?"

Mr. Jiang was silent for two seconds and said, "Pour him Sprite." It was all transparent anyway. He was only a three-year-old cub and illiterate, so it was easy to fool him.

Sure enough, the little tiger was very happy when he received his "wine".

The whole family laughed, but there was no explanation for the naughty guy.

Clinking glasses is indispensable without the excitement of the little tiger. The wine my father drinks is spicy, but why does his 'wine' still have bubbles splashing on his little face.

The little tiger's little face became embarrassed, maybe this is the taste of the wine~ The little tiger took a few sips, his little face wrinkled, and his funny look made the whole family laugh again.

Seeing his family smiling, the little tiger also giggled happily.

Su family.

Everyone in the kitchen was cooking their own specialties, except Miss Jiang who was eating and drinking and holding her son in her arms outside.

Throw it on fire and run away.

Halfway through the run, she remembered that she still had a son. Miss Jiang turned around and heard a "boom" from the cannon. Jiang Momo shrank her shoulders in fright.

Little Qinglong cried loudly in the yard.

Mrs. Su in the kitchen said to her son who was chopping vegetables, "Linyan, don't do anything. Go out and watch your two. Xiaolong is crying again. It probably has something to do with Jiang Xiaomo."

Su Linyan washed his hands, smiled, and went out to take care of his couple.

In celebration of the New Year, Jiang Chenyu bought a trunk full of fireworks for his wife and children to enjoy. However, before the New Year came, Jiang Chenyu’s family’s firecrackers and fireworks had already been used up by his precious wife and children.

The mother and son didn't have enough fun. At night, they sometimes acted coquettishly and sometimes coaxed him to buy more. "Husband, why don't you have fun playing? It's not the New Year yet. Now that we're done playing, we won't have anything to play during the New Year, woohoo."

The little tiger also pretended to cry and hugged his father's neck, "Dad, I still want to play."

Having no other choice, Jiang Chenyu bought another trunk. This time he strictly controlled his wife and children and played more slowly. He was afraid that this pile would not be enough.

At the end of the twelfth lunar month, every day when Jiang Chenyu came home, he would notice the eager and expectant eyes in his wife and children's eyes. "Save some for the New Year."

Mother and son pouted, neither happy.

Su Linyan was too busy to buy it, so Jiang Chenyu asked his assistant to send a few boxes to the Su family.

This made Miss Jiang's play wonderful. In the yard, the sound of cannons was "dong dong dong", and the cry of little dragon baby was "wow wah wah".

Su Linyan went out, and Xiao Qinglong went to chase his father.

Jiang Momo lit the fuse and ran away immediately.

Xiao Qinglong, who had been frightened several times, turned around and retreated without saying a word. Even though the frequency of his short legs was not high and his steps were not large, it could be seen how strong his desire to escape was.