Jiangbeiyuan naturally would not kill the dog.
It is also impossible to perform ligation. Yuli in heaven will not agree to it.
The consequence of disobeying the owner was that the owner separated the three dogs into a cage and a nest, and locked the door so that no one could see the sun outside today.
Chang'an: "..."
Changshou: “…”
Changsheng: “…”
Jiang Beiyuan said condescendingly: "I know I'm wrong and I'll let you out again."
Chang'an looked at Changsheng pitifully: "Brother, where did we go wrong?"
Changsheng stuck out his tongue: "I don't know either, Changsheng, do you know?"
"Woo, master is so strange today, why is he angry." Changsheng lay on the ground, frowning.
"Still flirting?"
Jiang Beiyuan stood with his hands behind his hands, his voice low, as serious and harsh as scolding his subordinates.
"Teacher Jiang, are you okay?"
Yan Nian was wearing milk-colored pajamas and yawning as he walked out of the bedroom. After witnessing the scene just now, he thought Jiang Beiyuan had a fever, so he quickly reached out and put his hand on his forehead, fearing that his brain would be burned and confused.
The man took her hand down, grabbed the back of Yan Nian's neck and kissed her deeply in front of the three dogs.
"I went to cook."
Jiang Beiyuan released the warm nephrite in his arms in time, and the smile between his brows and eyes was warm and nothing unusual.
Yan Nian licked the corner of his mouth, turned his head slowly, and looked at the three separated dogs with a mixture of laughter and tears.
"Why did you offend him? He rarely gets angry with you."
Chang'an and longevity and longevity: "..."
Yan Nian sighed: "It's okay, it's okay. You are not humans. He is a real dog. Just don't be like him."
After saying that, he went back to the room disapprovingly.
…
"Chun'er, San'er, drink milk!!"
Yan Nian made two bottles of milk powder, stood in the kitchen and started shouting.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, this is Chun and Jingming's customary "afternoon tea".
Jiang Jingming ran over to get the bottles. The light blue bottle was his, and the light pink bottle was his sister's.
"thanks Mom."
The little guy is very polite and has been a gentleman since he was a child.
"Be good, go drink with your sister."
"..." The little guy didn't move, and motioned to his mother to squat down, and then kissed her tenderly.
Yan Nian was so sweet that she kissed him back.
"Go and drink, my little prince."
Seeing his son holding the bottle and swaying on his short legs and walking away, Yan Nian couldn't help but sigh.
very nice.
So good, so good.
Fortunately, Jiang San'er was found, and it was not a kidnapping or a quarrel.
As long as the child is healthy and safe, and can always be under her eyes, this is her greatest happiness! She really couldn't stand any degree of separation and danger. Perhaps she was getting older and had experienced too many things, so that she was afraid of everything now.
Jiang Chunhe was very lazy, lying lazily on the bed waiting for the milk bottle.
My sister doesn’t even take off her slippers…
Jiang Jingming sighed, knelt down and helped his sister take off her slippers and socks, and then climbed into bed.
The two little guys were lying on their backs, each drinking from their own bottles. The warm sunshine outside was shining in, making the atmosphere extremely warm and peaceful.
Jiang Chunhe glanced at Jiang Jingming's bottle from time to time.
snort…
Why did he drink so fast
She also wanted to drink quickly, but Jiang Jingming was one step ahead.
"Sister, I've finished my drink."
"So what?"
"Sister, give me a sip of yours. Thank you, sister."
Jiang San'er stared closely at the light pink bottle in her sister's hand with a direct look in her eyes.
Jiang Chunhe quickly hugged the bottle in his hand and pouted proudly.
"Why do you talk faster and better than me?"
"Because I am smarter than my sister."
"Hmph, then I won't give you a drink."
After saying that, the little princess turned her face away. Gululu's big eyes turned around, looking around but not at her brother.
Jiang Jingming leaned over pitifully and stretched out his hand to shake his sister's shoulder.
"Sister, sister, just give me a sip."
"But this is mine. Who told you to drink it so quickly?"
"Sister...sister..." Jiang Jingming started to pull at Jiang Chunhe.
Jiang Chunhe brushed his hand away and snorted arrogantly, "Then tell me, which one of us is smart?"
"Sister is smart."
"Then will you be my servant or my brother's servant from now on?"
"Sister's."
"N-Here you go."
Jiang Chunhe finally generously gave his milk bottle to Jiang Jingming.
"Drink my food, and you will be my servant from now on. Whatever I say is right. You must listen to me and cannot disobey my orders. You will do whatever I ask you to do. Do you understand? "
"Uh-huh."
Jiang Jingming nodded while drinking milk.
The milk powder prepared by his mother himself was the most delicious afternoon tea for him. No other drink could compare with it. He drank it many times and couldn't get enough. Jiang Chunhe drank up all the milk in a short time. .
Jiang Jingming wanted to get out of bed to find his mother, but Jiang Chunhe held him back.
"I didn't let you go, you are not allowed to leave!"
"But... I want to give mom a bottle."
"Mom is mother, I am the princess now, you are the servant, you have to obey me." The little princess put her hands on her hips.
"OK."
Jiang Jingming did two somersaults in cooperation, knelt down on the bed, and knelt down towards Jiang Chunhe.
"My dear princess, I am your servant Jiang Jingming. Do you have any orders, Princess?"
That's pretty much it.
The little princess felt pleased with herself and raised her chin proudly.
"Go give Mommy a bottle and come back in a minute to play house with me."
"Yes, Princess."
Jiang Jingming hurriedly got out of bed.
…
The next day, the dining table.
Now that Jiang Jingming and Jiang Chunhe are older, they no longer need their father to feed them, they all eat by themselves.
Jiang Beiyuan sat next to Yan Nian and watched as she refused to eat and kept looking at her mobile phone.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Beiyuan snatched the phone away without saying a word.
"Oh, give it to me. Ding Baoyi's customer wants flower baskets for decoration, and I have to take the order."
"Is it just a while? Let's talk about it after dinner."
“…”
Yan Nian puffed up his cheeks and held his mouth while eating, reluctantly.
Jiang Beiyuan picked a small piece of crispy meat with chopsticks and put it into Yan Nian's mouth.
She opened her mouth casually and leaned towards his chopsticks. Jiang Beiyuan took back his chopsticks first and kissed her on the face.
Yan Nian looked disgusted and said, "There's grease on your mouth."
"Feel it, is it there?"
"Why did dad suddenly kiss mom?" Jiang Chunhe tilted his head, confused.
Jiang Beiyuan glanced at Yan Nian and smiled, with tenderness on his lips, "Because I think mom is very beautiful today."
"But is there any day when mom isn't beautiful?"
"My daughter can still speak, you should learn from her."
Yan Nian inserted a piece of fine Australian beef and put it into Jiang Chunhe's bowl.
"I'll tell you tonight, and you have to give me something sweet."
"I rely on you Jiangbeiyuan—"
! ! !
Yan Nian secretly pinched a certain man's thigh and put it close to his ear, "What did you say in front of the child?"
"Do you think they can understand?"
"Even if you can't, you can't be so poor and have a bad influence on your children."
"Mrs. Jiang sent text messages two days ago to lie to me and play with my heart. Doesn't this have a bad influence on the child?"
"you!"
A vindictive meanie.
Yan Nian took a deep breath, leaned towards the back of Jiang Beiyuan's neck, and bit his earlobe silently. His peach-blossom eyes were free to look at her, and Yan Nian glared at him and lowered his voice in his ear.
"I will take good care of you tonight, husband."
"Yeah, be good."
That's pretty much it.
Jiang Beiyuan's eyes were aimed at Jiang Qingchi.
"Don't imitate me and do this to other girls."
Jiang Qingchi nodded, "Dad, your behavior just now was a little greasy. I will not imitate you."
Jiangbeiyuan: "..."
Jiang Jingming smiled.
Although he couldn't understand what his parents and brother were saying, he was very happy that the family had such a good relationship.
…
"Chun'er, San'er, eat strawberries!"
Yan Nian washed a plate of fresh strawberries, placed it on the table in the living room, and let the two children come out to eat.
This is her usual routine at home.
If nothing happened, Jiang Beiyuan would go to work during the day and Jiang Qingchi would go to kindergarten, and she would take care of Chun and Jingming.
If she is not busy, she will play with her two children.
If they are busy, the two children will entertain themselves.
But because she received an order today and had to arrange flowers in the flower room, she couldn't take care of the two children, so she washed a bunch of strawberries for the two children to eat.
"Mom is going to arrange flowers. If you need anything, just come to the room and knock on mom's door, you know?"
“…”
The two children nodded obediently.
Then Yan Nian entered the flower room.
Jiang Chunhe ran to the kitchen and got two plates of different colors, and handed one to his brother.
"Num, let's each pack strawberries, one for you and one for me."
“…”
San'er nodded and listened to her sister's words. She would take one and she would take one.
Soon the strawberries were distributed. Jiang Jingming wanted to go back to his room to eat quietly, but his sister held him back.
"I am a princess, have you forgotten?"
Jiang Jingming blinked, then poured half of the strawberries on his plate to his sister.
"Princess, please enjoy your strawberries slowly."
"snort,"
Even so, Jiang Chunhe was still dissatisfied.
"I am a princess. The princess is the second eldest in the country, the king is the first, then the prince is the third, and the servant is the youngest."
"Oh, I understand."
Jiang Jingming gave his sister two-thirds of the strawberries.
There are only five strawberries on my plate.
Jiang Chunhe bit his lip and frowned: "You are a servant. What does servant mean? Don't you understand?"
Jiang Jingming shook his head in confusion. He did not understand.
"So I'm smarter than you, let me tell you."
The little princess patted her chest and said righteously: "For example, there are thirty-one strawberries in total. Then, the princess can eat thirty strawberries, but the servant can only eat one, because the servant is the youngest, that's it."
One
Jiang Jingming swept his plate and saw that there were only five strawberries...
All right.
As long as my sister is happy.
The little guy quickly gave his sister four more strawberries.
The tricky princess was finally satisfied and went back to her room with the plate in her arms.
Jiang Jingming ate this strawberry and went to play in the toy room.
The house was very quiet. One of the two little guys was playing with a doll and the other was playing with building blocks. They both kept silent. No one disturbed their mother's work.
Soon it was three o'clock.
Yan Nian set the alarm clock and went out to prepare milk powder for the siblings at three o'clock.
Hearing her mother's footsteps going to the kitchen, Jiang San'er packed up her toys early and waited anxiously at the door, just like in a relay race at a sports meeting, waiting for the player in front to hand over the baton to her.
"Chun'er, San'er, drink milk!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Saner happily opened the door and came out. Because she was so happy, she tripped on her feet and fell, but it didn't hurt. There was a wool carpet on the floor.
The little guy got up strong and happily ran to the kitchen. With the palms of his hands facing up, he waited with bated breath for the bottle to be put into his hand.
This gesture amused Yan Nian, who bent down and pinched his little cheeks with a smile.
"The little prince is here to get milk again. Where is the little princess?"
"The princess is in the room. The princess can't do any work."
"Thank you for your hard work, little prince, hmm—this is your milk, a total of ten yuan!"
Yan Nian handed the two bottles to his son. The little boy pretended to touch his pocket, took out the money turned from air, and handed it to his mother.
"Thank you mom, no need for change."
"Hahaha, welcome to patronize us next time."
“…”
Xiao Jiang San'er returned to the room holding the milk bottle. His sister was drawing, and he stood beside him, "Sister, drink milk."
"Hey, I am a princess now. You have to call me princess, not sister, otherwise I will be unhappy."
"Okay, Princess, here are your breasts."
Jiang Jingming handed over the bottle.
Jiang Chunhe motioned for him to put it on the table and raised one little foot.
"The princess has no shoes to wear."
"Then let me put on the princess's shoes."
As the princess's most loyal servant, Jiang Jingming knelt down, put two pink bunny slippers on his sister's feet, and then started to drink milk.
Jiang Chunhe was sitting on a swivel chair, sucking the bottle lazily and tilting his head.
Seeing that Jiang Jingming's milk was almost finished again, the little girl became anxious, but she sucked hard, sucked, sucked,
But it's too late.
Jiang Jingming was one step ahead again.
"elder sister… "
A familiar little milk dog came over and looked at her sister pitifully... There was still half a bottle of milk in her hand.
Jiang Chunhe snorted, "You already said I'm a princess."
As he spoke, he jumped off the chair, climbed onto the bed, lay down comfortably and drank from the bottle in his hand.
Jiang Jingming also climbed onto the bed, making a "Gong Xi Fa Cai" gesture with his little hands.
"Princess, can you give your servant a sip of the delicious food in your bottle?"
"No, I gave you a drink yesterday."
"Princess, aren't you generous?"
"Who told you to drink so fast? Are you a pig? Jiang Jingming?"
"I am your servant, Princess."
"Then you beat my legs, my legs are sore."
The little princess leaned on the head of the bed and straightened one leg.
In order to drink milk, Jiang Jingming could bend and stretch, and hurriedly beat his sister's legs.
Jiang Chunhe handed over his bottle.
As soon as she touched the pacifier, before Jiang San'er could take a bite, the bottle grew wings and flew away from under her eyes.
(End of chapter)