Time passes quickly, and it is the end of the year again.

It is the end of 1990, and there are a few more days to be 1991. No, in fact, the Gregorian calendar is already 1991, but Yang Jun likes to count with the lunar calendar, which is a unique feeling among Chinese people.

The children were all on winter vacation, so they followed Yi Qiushui and the others to Hainan Island for a trip. Only Yang Jun, Yang Qingxiang, Nini and Meng Wenya were left at home. In fact, they also wanted to go to the south to have fun, but the children were still young, so Yang Jun was unwilling to let them take them out.

After this year, let the children go out when they get older.

A large family of people, dozens of people, left half of them in one go, and the house suddenly seemed very deserted.

Yang Qingxiang is currently in charge of housework at home. Usually, Yi Qiushui and Huang Yani are in charge of it. She suddenly took over but was not used to it. Fortunately, there are not many things that need to be worried at home. Yi Qiushui has basically arranged the major things, and the rest are some trivial matters. She is busy every day, busy preparing for the New Year, saying that she is busy, but in fact she just talks, and all the things are still done by the people below.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is getting stronger and stronger. You can always hear the sound of naughty children setting off firecrackers outside, but Yang Jun’s home seems deserted. There are only a few people in the huge home. Most of the nanny and guards are on holiday, making it even more uninhabited.

Yang Jun gave Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu and others a holiday in advance. Now he basically doesn't go out. He sits idle in the air-conditioned room by the river every day. Occasionally, he comes to meet one or two friends to chat and brag, which is so good.

He told the doorman that he would not meet anyone during the Chinese New Year, so most of the time every day was spent by Yang Jun alone.

"Husband, I'm going back to my parents' home. Do you want to go back with me?"

Yang Jun was squinting his eyes and pretending to sleep, when Nalan Qingyun came in.

She just gave birth to a child this year, and this time she didn't go to the south to travel, so she stayed at home.

Her parents' home is in Yanjing and she usually goes there whenever she has time.

It was about to be held, and I would definitely go back to my parents' home to see it, and give holiday gifts or something.

Hearing the sound, Yang Jun opened his eyes and looked at her.

Nalan Qingyun came in with the child in her arms. He quickly sat up and gave her the rattan chair.

"Sit here."

Yang Jun helped her sit down, and helped him take off the quilt from the child. The room was warm and there was no need to wear that much.

After removing the quilt, Yang Jun brought the child over directly.

"It's such a cold day, don't run around with your children." Yang Jun looked at her with some angriness.

"Oh, it's not okay to take it with me. This child can't be separated for a moment. As long as I let go, he will cry immediately." Nalan Qingyun shook her two slightly sore arms, complaining on her face, but she could still see that she was in pain and happiness.

This is her first child, she loves so much that she wishes she can hold it in her arms every day. Over time, the child will develop a habit and will make a fuss as soon as she leaves her arms.

Look, Yang Jun just took it and the child was not happy.

“Wow!”

The child seemed to feel that it was not the mother who was hugging him, and immediately started to cry.

"Your daddy isn't happy to hold you?" Yang Jun cursed.

He was in a good mood to hug the child, but the child didn't give him any face. Yang Jun was so angry that he patted him directly, and the child cried even more.

"Oh, he's still so young, why are you hitting him?"

Nalan Qingyun didn't care about the soreness of her arms, so she took the child back.

"This naughty child has been spoiled by you like this, and you will suffer in the future." Yang Jun frowned.

"I'm happy. As long as the child is happy, I'm a mother."

Nalan Qingyun really loves this child too much, and even spoils her a little.

When Yang Jun heard this, he didn't say anything.

After all, she is Nalan Qingyun's first child, so she must have regarded it as a treasure, and she can't be too much of love.

"By the way, you said you were going back to your parents' home?" Yang Jun asked.

"Well, I plan to go back to my parents' home to deliver a holiday gift tomorrow. Do you want to go back with me?"

"I won't go."

Yang Jun refused without thinking.

When Nalan Qingyun heard this, she showed such an expression on her face, as if Yang Jun's answer had long been as expected.

Yang Jun has a special identity and must not show up often, let alone a trivial matter like giving festival gifts, he will not go to.

"Hey, I knew it would be like this." Nalan Qingmeng sighed.

"I'm sorry." Yang Jun had apologetic on his face.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Nalan Qingmeng gave him a blank look.

Seeing this, Yang Jun smiled embarrassedly.

"Your sister is not here this year, so you have to give her one more."

"Well, I've prepared all the Boxing Ceremonies, and they are all prepared according to double portions."

This time, my sister Nalan Qingmeng went to the south to visit, but she was not in Yanjing, so she, the younger sister, could only show her filial piety for her sister.

"That's good, go back and say hello to your father." Yang Jun.

"Um."

Afterwards, the two continued to chat, sometimes teasing the child. The child is only more than two months old and is sleeping soundly most of the time every day, but as long as someone else holds her, she will immediately notice it.

Yang Jun tried to make Nalan Qingyun sit more comfortable so that she could reduce her fatigue.

"Husband, I want to eat grapes."

At this time, Nalan Qingyun couldn't help seeing the low table full of fruits.

"Can you eat it?" Yang Jun asked.

Nalan Qingyun is now breastfeeding and cannot eat cold foods, for fear of affecting the child. Therefore, she has not been able to taste it for a while, so she is very greedy.

"I don't want to eat it, just try it."

Yang Jun didn't understand what she meant, but he still peeled a grape for her.

"Yeah, feed me."

Nalan Qingyun did not take it with her hands, but instead pouted her cherry mouth in a coquettish manner.

"Okay, I'll feed you."

Yang Jun fed her in a pampering way.

Nalan Qingyun held the grapes in her mouth, letting her tongue feel the sour smell. She sucked them for a while, chewed them in her mouth, and then spit out the grapes.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! She really wanted to swallow it, but when she thought of having to feed the child, she could only vomit out in pain.

"Do you want another one?" Yang Jun asked.

He could see that Nalan Qingyun felt very painful and felt a little sorry for her, and she suffered so much for her child.

"Uh... don't want it."

Nalan Qingyun thought about it, but still gritted her teeth and refused. She smacked her mouth a few times and said, "Just try the taste, I dare not eat it. If the child has a stomachache, it will be troublesome. I don't want the child to suffer this crime."

Yang Jun sighed when he heard this.

"Do you want to have some bananas? It's okay to eat less bananas."

"No." Nalan Qingyun said: "Bananas are also cool."

"Then I'll get you whatever you want to eat." Yang Jun.

"Well, I want to eat... Donkey meat is hot, but unfortunately, it's a pity that it's time for holidays outside now, and the store is probably closed, so I can't eat it even if I want to."

"This is simple, I'll get it for you."

I dare not say anything else, as long as she opens her mouth, there is nothing he can't get. After all, there are all kinds of supplies in his space.

With the rapid development of society, a large number of new things can emerge every year. At this time, Yang Jun always buys all these new things back and puts them in his space to copy them. Therefore, there are also things outside in his space.

As long as Nalan Qingyun spoke, he would definitely help her achieve it.

Seeing that Yang Jun was about to put on his clothes and prepare to go out, Nalan Qingyun spoke.

"Husband, I just said casually, don't take it seriously, it's so cold outside..."

"Wait for me a while."

Yang Jun went out without saying a word. After going out, he ran directly outside the gate.

He was back in about ten minutes.

He held a ball of quilt in his hand and pushed open the door of the glass room and came in.

"Wife, fortunately, I've got it for you."

Yang Jun said as he opened the quilt, revealing a large bag of delicious food, including donkey meat firewood, sauce-flavored cakes, mash balls, leek boxes... and so on.

He made a copy of everything he could think of.

His own woman had just such a request, and he had to satisfy her no matter what.

"Oh, husband."
To be continued...