Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

After a while, another young man from the head of the Nangong family passed by.

Because of the Chinese New Year, he ate dumplings at home. Then I thought of the boss and sister-in-law in the hospital, focusing on newborns. So, my younger brother packed a bucket of dumplings made at home and sent them over. "Hey, Master, why are you standing outside?"

A certain household owner said, "I'm basking in the sun, what's wrong?"

"My mother made dumplings for the Chinese New Year. I'm here to deliver some to you and my sister-in-law. Why don't you go upstairs? It's very cold outside." The younger brother asked again.

A certain owner of the family said: "...I haven't had enough sun exposure. You can go up there yourself."

The younger brother is confused. Since when did the elder love to bask in the sun? Don't understand.

He went upstairs and saw An Kexia, "Sister-in-law, I'm here to deliver the dumplings made by my mother to you."

The baby girl drank the milk and fell asleep again. The younger brother went over and hugged her, which made her satisfied. "Sister-in-law, why is Mingyue held so lightly? Is she too thin?"

The An sisters: "..."

An Kechun also questioned how Nangong Wei was defeated by this group of people at that time!

An Kexia: "She was just born, not even one month old yet."

The younger brother hugged her for a while and asked curiously: "Sister-in-law, does the master like to bask in the sun now?"

An Kexia nodded, "I like it."

The younger brother was puzzled and muttered, "Why did the head of the family evolve into an old man?"

After holding Xiao Mingyue for a while, he handed the child to An Kexia. It was not suitable for him to stay for a long time, so he got up and left. "Xiao Man, take this lunch box back." An Kexia washed the lunch box that her younger brother had taken and handed it to him.

The younger brother took the lunch box and said, "Sister-in-law, if my mother makes delicious food, I will come and deliver it to you."

"you are very welcome."

"We're all from my family, I'm not polite to you." The younger brother left with his lunch box.

Passing by the owner who was still "basking in the sun", the younger brother said, "Boss, if you have had enough sun, remember to go upstairs and eat dumplings."

"I know, please leave quickly."

The head of a certain family who was forced to bask in the sun was still a little cold at the moment, and he was in a bad mood.

Upstairs, An Kexia was eating dumplings and looking at her husband downstairs from time to time.

"I love giving dumplings anyway. My mother used to make dumplings and would go to the cemetery to give them to me."

An Kexia said while eating: "Because dumplings represent family, when eating dumplings, you can always think of your family. Imam's younger brothers are all thinking of him in their hearts. They love the house and the bird, and think of me. When my parents make dumplings, they always think of me." I’m thinking of you.”

The head of the Nangong family, who had been standing outside for two hours, was so cold that he hurried back. Returning to the warm room of the suite, he deliberately pretended to have a relaxed expression, as if he was not the one who was suffering from the cold.

An Kexia wanted to warm his hands, and Nangong Zi grinned, "Why are you touching me?"

"You are my husband, I can't touch you anymore? Stretch out your hand and I will warm it for you."

Nangong Zi backed away and yelled at his wife, "You're a confinement girl, why are you trying to warm my hands? Lie down on your bed and rest. I'll let you touch me when I'm warm."

Nangong Zi had been active indoors for a while, and his body had warmed up. He put his hands deep into his wife's quilt and said coquettishly, "Xia Xia, you can touch me now. It doesn't cost you anything."

An Kexia clenched her fists, wanting to hit her husband every time.

Nangong Zi ate the dumplings left for him with his wife's bowl and chopsticks. "This taste is the dumplings made by Aunt Man. In the winter before, when we had nowhere to go, we would go to Xiao Man's house to eat dumplings. It has been more than ten years and the taste has not changed."

The baby girl cried again. Nangong Zi put down the bowl and chopsticks, still chewing the dumplings in his mouth, rubbed his hands and walked over, "Daughter, don't cry, dad has passed."

An Kechun had to go back to work the next day, so he stayed until six or seven o'clock in the evening. An Kexia pushed her sister away. "It's too late and I'm not worried about you driving alone at night. Sister, please leave early. I have an imam here."

Obviously, Imam didn't let An Kechun believe it.

"There are confinement sisters here and servants at home. I can't count on the imam, but they are still reliable."

After sending his sister to the elevator, An Kechun said, "Second brother, I'm leaving. I'll come over to see you when I'm free."

After seeing An Kechun off, An Kexia returned to the suite and waved away the servants, leaving only a family of three in the bedroom. It was quiet but warm. Someone was setting off fireworks outside the window. Nangong Zi put his index finger into his daughter's little hand and didn't say anything, just having fun.

Fireworks exploded in the sky, lighting up the room.

"Xia Xia, can you give your daughter a nickname?" Nangong Zi said suddenly.

An Kexia also had this intention. She thought and thought, "How about Yuanyuan?"

"Why?"

"Reunion is happy and life is happy."

Nangong Zi nodded and said, "Sure, this is my name."

Nangong Xiao Yuanyuan and Nangong Zi laughed out loud in their dreams.

An Kexia, who got up to feed her daughter, looked at her happy and silly husband. She also laughed, lowered her head, and looked at her daughter who was drinking milk. "Yuanyuan, you want to be filled with blessings."

The Jiang family and other families were all asleep.

Jiang's courtyard was crackling and no longer quiet.

Occasionally, it is accompanied by the bang bang bang sound of firecrackers.

"Where, you light Bao~ Bao wants to put explosives~" The little tiger was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, his cuffs were dirty, his nose was running clear, and his little face was red from the cold.

He held a gun in his hand and ran after his mother.

Gu Nuannuan held a lighter and had just finished setting off a big firework to enjoy herself, when her son came over again.

"These are firecrackers, not explosives."

Little Tiger: "The treasure is filled with explosives~"

Gu Nuannuan lit it for him, "Quickly!!!"

The little tiger has been playing with it a lot and has become more refined. When mommy touches it, he throws it away immediately.

The little tiger smiled happily at the noise in the yard.

Under the eaves, there stood a little green dragon who didn't dare to go down.

Jiang Momo finished playing at home and started to go back to her parents' house to play. "Nuan'er, my second brother bought you another trunk?" Miss Jiang was envious.

Gu Xiaonuan was dissatisfied with the blessing, "I bought another trunk, but he also restricted me from playing with the tiger cubs."

Jiang Chenyu was behind, "I won't limit you two, you two can do it for me in Yenan Villa."

"Bang for daddy~"

With a "boom" kick, the little tiger's butt was kicked by his father again. Mr. Jiang asked sharply: "Who did it?"

The little tiger pursed his lips, glanced at his father with his little eyes, turned around and shouted, "Where is Bao playing with you?"

The little tiger's childhood was colorful, because his mother loved to play and even took him to play with her. He has not left behind any of the joys of childhood.

He was playing with his mother in front of him, and his father was chasing him behind him.

Jiang Chenyu had to pull his son from time to time, "Come here, Dad, let me wipe your nose. Is it dirty?"

The little tiger turned his head with great effort and looked for his mother, "Where are you? Wait for me."

Little Qinglong was held by his father and was very quiet.

As soon as his mother fired the cannon, he immediately hugged his father's legs. Later, he won his father's arms.

Later, he grabbed his brother's cotton-padded jacket and followed them to see what they were doing.