On Jiang Beiyuan's 34th birthday, Jiang Bei Ze and Song Nan Tomb also returned from abroad.
As soon as they got off the plane, they quickly took a taxi and rushed to Funan Villa with their shopping.
Along the way, Jiang Beize, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, kept counting the things he had brought back, for fear of accidentally losing something.
Next to him, Song Nan Tomb couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed his collar and pulled the bent boy up to sit up.
"Why don't you ask me if I want to throw it away?"
"I haven't been back for several years. Of course I want to bring them all, otherwise I don't know when I will come back next time."
"Yeah too."
Thinking of this, Song Nan Tomb felt relieved.
Anyway, I only met Jiang Beiyuan once in a while!
fine!
I didn’t expect at the time that it would be ten years since we saw each other again!
When they arrived at the villa area, it was Jiang Beiyuan who opened the door. He was wearing a khaki turtleneck sweater and a black coat draped casually on his shoulders.
He leaned down slightly and said in a voice as clear as water, "Here we come."
Jiang Beize looked at Jiang Beiyuan. He hadn't seen him for several years. His brother had not changed much. He had a clear and clear temperament, a thin face, and still had clear facial features, as well as those deep and attractive peach blossom eyes, filled with black hole-like eyes. The whirlpool is ecstatic even if it doesn't move.
Seeing that he was doing well, Jiang Beize felt relieved and handed the cake in his hand with a smile.
"Second brother, happy birthday!"
"kindness."
"...Second brother, you are handsome again!"
"Um."
Song Nan Tomb frowned and glared at Jiang Beize displeasedly.
Jiang Beize turned a blind eye: "Second brother, you have a cold temperament again."
"Yes." Jiang Beiyuan took off his coat and carried the cake to the kitchen.
Song Nan Tomb glared at Jiang Beize again.
Have you grown up
Do you want to go home and get beaten
If you don't notice the smell of jealousy anymore, you are a fool. Jiang Beize scratched the back of his neck and laughed, "Just a few compliments, don't be so stingy."
"That's two sentences, no more boasting!"
"Know it."
As soon as Jiang Beize finished speaking, a little bear rushed over from a short distance away. Only when he looked closer did he see clearly that it was Jiang Qingchi in his pajamas. The little bear shouted "little uncle" and then jumped into the arms of Song Nan's tomb. .
Song Nan Tomb liked Jiang Qingchi very much, picked him up, held him with one hand, took off his shoes and entered the house.
"I bought you aircraft, cannons and tanks!"
"Wow, are there Z10 and Z19?"
"certainly!"
Song Nan Tomb pinched Jiang Qingchi's nose.
"You are the birthday boy today!"
"Uncle is the best!"
Jiang Qingchi hugged Song Nan Tomb and acted coquettishly. Song Nan Tomb laughed heartily and couldn't put it down. He liked this boy very much.
As a boy, you should be wild when you should be wild, naughty when you should be naughty, lively when you should be lively, and be coquettish when you should be coquettish, which is good.
He took a fancy to Jiang Qingchi's straightforwardness.
Jiang Chunhe came out with two short legs, ticking, swaying as he walked, like a little old lady.
Chuner has just learned to walk.
Fearing that the little girl would fall, Jiang Beize quickly squatted down and caught the little girl who was running unsteadily.
"Bah!"
Out of an instinctive reaction when she saw the handsome guy, the little girl kissed Jiang Beize's fair face.
When Song Nan Tomb witnessed this scene, his eyes suddenly sank.
"Chun'er, call me uncle."
Yan Nian came out of the room with Jiang Jingming in his arms. Jiang Beize looked over and smiled shyly, "Sister-in-law, you are still so beautiful!"
"Hey, I'm almost thirty, am I still beautiful?"
"Beauty has nothing to do with age, and you are not old at all."
Yan Nian liked hearing these words, and she smiled, with bright eyes and white teeth, no fine lines on her face, and she looked like a very pure little girl.
Yan Nian quickly asked Jiang Jingming in his arms to call someone. Jiang Jingming pronounced the word "uncle" smoothly, neatly and clearly.
"Chun'er, you're shouting too, hurry up." Yan Nian urged.
Jiang Chunhe hugged Jiang Beize's neck and said, "Doudou."
"It's uncle!"
This little girl, why does she care that everyone is called Doudou
Jiang Chunhe blinked: "Doudou."
"It's uncle."
"Sister-in-law is fine, just Doudou."
Jiang Beize, always good-tempered, touched the little girl's smooth little face and said, "Our Chunhe is so cute."
Then the little girl looked at Song Nan's tomb.
Song Nan Tomb didn't give her a good look. He looked away and ignored the woman who had just kissed Jiang Beize!
Jiang Chunhe directed at Song Nan's tomb: "Brother!"
"Don't do this, I don't want sugar-coated bullets." Song Nan Tomb was very serious.
"elder brother!"
"I don't listen, I don't listen."
Song Nan Tomb hugged Jiang Qingchi and walked away.
Jiang Beize pinched the little girl's thin arm and said, "Why don't you call me brother."
"Doudou!"
"Okay, okay, I'm Doudou."
"Beizawa is like this. Chun'er likes to eat fried dough sticks. She calls you Doudou. When she calls you Doudou, it means she likes you. Calling you brother doesn't necessarily mean she likes you."
"So that's it."
After Yan Nian said this, Jiang Beize felt balanced in his heart.
…
After a while, Xu Kuangjie and Ding Baoyi also came.
The two of them didn't come together and disliked each other. Yan Nian didn't know what was going on with the two of them. Every time they met, they looked like enemies and were extremely jealous.
They were trying to bring two people together before, but now it's time to say goodbye. It would be nice if they didn't fight.
Jiang Beiyuan was the birthday boy today, but he still cooked the food himself and made a full banquet to silence these people.
Xu Kuangjie held Chunhe, and Ding Baoyi held Jiang Saner, teasing each other.
"I'll cut the fruit." Yan Nian stood up and ran to the kitchen.
"I'll go ahead and sit down."
Jiang Beiyuan wanted to hold her hand, but Yan Nian teased her and said that he would soon worship her as a Bodhisattva.
"I think so. You are about to worship her as a Bodhisattva." Xu Kuangjie said with a snort.
"I dote on my wife, am I an eyesore to you?" Jiang Beiyuan half-smiled.
"Uncle Xu, if you find one, you won't be an eyesore." Jiang Beize liked to tell the truth.
"I don't have anything suitable right now!"
Xu Kuangjie calmly glanced in the direction of Ding Baoyi. Seeing that she had no reaction, he realized what Jiang Beize had just said.
"Hey, why do you call me Uncle Xu? I'm so old?"
"Everyone knows how well you take care of yourself, and the public is very discerning."
"Ding Baoyi, what do you mean, you bitch?" Xu Kuangjie blew his beard and glared.
"I'm not talking about you. Mr. Xu must not follow suit." Ding Baoyi lowered her head and teased Jiang San'er in her arms. There was no expression on her face, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Jiang San'er lay in her godmother's arms, not caring about the smoke on the dining table. She just turned to look at the kitchen, her little head unable to turn back for a long time.
Finally, Jiang Jingming patted Ding Baoyi's arm and pursed his lips seriously.
Ding Baoyi thought he wanted to eat, so she hurriedly picked out a chopstick of delicious, boneless fish for him. Unexpectedly, the little guy shook his head and patted Ding Baoyi's arm, a little anxious.
"Let's go...godmother, let's go."
"Let's go? Who's going? Let me go?"
Ding Baoyi pointed to her nose.
Xu Kuangjie: "Yes, I just want you to leave. He doesn't want to see you!"
Ding Baoyi: "Can you die if you don't speak?"
"Well..." Jiang Jingming frowned and still patted Ding Baoyi's arm.
"He probably wants to leave by himself, please put him down quickly." Song Nan Tomb said.
Sure enough, Ding Baoyi put Jiang Jingming on the ground. The little guy, who was only 73 centimeters tall, suddenly spread out his two calves and ran resolutely towards the kitchen.
Yan Nian was cutting fruit, but she didn't see Jiang San'er behind her. Just now, she accidentally cut her finger while cutting fruit, breaking a small piece of skin. She put it under cold water and rinsed it, thinking that the bleeding would stop. One band-aid and one band-aid, this time I turned around—
boom.
It knocked down a 73cm person.
Jiang Jingming fell to the ground so hard that his head hit the wall behind him.
Jiangbeiyuan walked over.
Xu Kuangjie also came over, holding Jiang Chunhe in his arms, condescendingly scolding Yan Nian, "Why are you a mother? Didn't you see the child behind you?"
As he put Jiang Chunhe on the ground to hold his godson, Jiang Beiyuan had already taken the lead to pick up Jiang Jingming and checked his head. There was nothing wrong.
Yan Nian burst into tears and asked Jiang Beiyuan if he wanted a son.
"Let me see, is my son okay?"
Jiang Beiyuan freed up a hand and gently touched her face, "It's okay, you go put a band-aid on it first."
She thought she was hiding it well, but he still saw it. Yan Nian shook her head and hugged her son no matter what, "I think I hit my head just now. I have to take San'er to the hospital for a checkup!"
"That's fine." Jiang Beiyuan handed the child over, and Jiang Jingming held Yan Nian's injured finger with his small fingers, leaned over and kissed it.
"Mom...it doesn't hurt."
Yan Nian's tears fell even more fiercely, and he kept picking at Jiang Jingming's head, insisting that he take him for a checkup.
"Why are you picking off the child's hair? You even found a bag without a bag."
Xu Kuangjie loved Jiang San'er the most and wanted to hold San'er in person. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a sharp little mouth bit the back of his hand.
Ouch! ! !
Jiang Jingming relaxed his mouth with satisfaction and looked at his godfather with sharp eyes for the first time.
Xu Kuangjie rubbed the back of his hands, "What's wrong with me? I said a few words to your mother, and you still feel distressed? I'm teaching her how to be a good mother. Don't act like a child all day long. A woman can't even take care of a child." Won't."
"My wife still needs your education?"
Jiang Beiyuan picked up Xu Kuangjie's collar and moved his fingers directly to the area behind him.
"Get out of here!"
Xu Kuangjie: "..."
Ding Baoyi, who was watching the excitement, laughed so much that tears came out.
Doesn't he deserve this
Just willing to meddle in other people's affairs.
…
Jiang Beiyuan had a blood clot in his brain before. It was because he didn't pay attention to it and thought it was nothing and it didn't matter, which ultimately led to a catastrophe.
Yan Nian was afraid.
She didn't want to make up for it in the future until it was too late, so she had to take San'er to the hospital for a checkup no matter what.
How could Jiang Beiyuan not understand what she was thinking, so he drove her and San'er there in a car. After a detailed examination, the doctor said that Jiang Jingming was fine.
"Doctor, my son doesn't have a blood clot in his brain or anything, does he?"
"Don't worry, it won't happen. Your master is in good health."
Yan Nian was relieved!
I wanted to take Jiang San'er back, but I saw the little guy playing with a Rubik's Cube. In just a few words, he finished a Rubik's Cube.
"Oh My God!"
The doctor took the Rubik's Cube, looked around, and stared at Jiang Jingming in surprise.
"I haven't been able to solve the Rubik's cube for a week, but a child over one year old solved it in two minutes?"
"A child prodigy, a child prodigy that only happens once in a century!" The doctor gave a thumbs up and praised him.
Jiang Beiyuan came up from the pharmacy on the first floor and heard the words "Prodigy" and didn't know why.
"It's okay. The doctor praised our third son for being smart. He must have inherited your IQ!" Yan Nian leaned on Jiang Beiyuan's arm, feeling happy.
Jiang Beiyuan said nothing, silently took her hand and put the band-aid he just bought on her.
"Mrs. Jiang, don't do housework from now on."
"What for? It's just a little bit of skin, you're making such a fuss."
"What if we can get it next time? You've been pregnant for six years, I'm not worried."
"...Tsk, you've only been stupid for six years."
The doctor looked at this scene and felt too bored. However, the couple looked good-looking and he couldn't help but want to take another look.
Yan Nian felt embarrassed, scratched his hair, and hurried away with his husband and children.
…
No near misses.
However, Yan Nian still felt bad. He must have seen his injured finger and wanted to run to the kitchen to comfort him, but he was knocked down by him and fell to the ground. The little boy was pitiful.
So Yan Nian had to sleep with Jiang San'er no matter what. Jiang Beiyuan was destined to be alone in the empty room tonight.
San'er's bedding is light blue, and the pillow with a cow pattern is small, bought by Ding Baoyi.
Yan Nian's head is small, so it's just right for him and his son to sleep on the same pillow.
Turning off the light, Yan Nian took a flashlight and shined it on the wall. While using his two hands, he made pictures of dinosaurs, pigeons, bats and tigers. He smiled and asked Jiang San'er if he was afraid. San'er nodded politely, and said: Understanding Yan Nian's intention, he quickly hugged his son tightly, patted his shoulder and said:
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Mom is here. Mom will always protect our three sons."
Jiang Jingming's two soft little arms hugged Yan Nian's waist.
"Mother."
"Hey~ what's going on?"
Jiang San'er's eyes were bright in the darkness: "Mom, don't cry."
"Haha, don't cry, don't worry, mom is very strong."
He touched San'er's soft little head and kissed it. As soon as he finished the kiss, he was stunned. As expected, there was still a bump on the spot where he fell during the day. The little guy must be in pain, so he just endured it
The more Yan Nian thought about it, the more she wanted to cry again. She remembered what Xu Kuangjie said, don't touch the child's head all the time. If you touch the child's head even without it, he didn't dare to touch it anymore. He just hugged Jiang San'er tightly.
"Good baby, does it hurt?"
San'er shook his head and wiped Yan Nian's tears with his little hands.
"Mom, don't cry."
Yan Nian nodded, "Don't be so sensible, silly boy."
Sensible children don’t have candy to eat, do you know
Why don't you learn how to cry, make trouble and act like a spoiled child like his brother or sister
Jiang Saner hugged Yan Nian's arm.
"Mother."
"Why!"
"Love you."
"Oh, oh, oh, our three children are so precocious!"
Yan Nian couldn't be happier. Her younger son had a dull personality, but he learned to speak very quickly. He was praised as a prodigy today. How could she not be happy
"Mom loves you too, you will always be her little prince!"
After receiving praise from his mother, little classmate Jiang Saner curled up his lips, closed his eyes happily and went to sleep.
…
(End of chapter)