Nangong Mingyue.

The newborn's name was confirmed, but unexpectedly, the person who named it was An Kechun.

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

In life, where so many good things happen to him alone.

An Kechun hugged the baby girl, looked at the bright night outside the window, looked at the full moon in the sky, thoughtfully, "Call it Mingyue."

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

Nangong Zi thought that her daughter was born on a full moon night, so it was appropriate. Then, he nodded.

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

When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky about the wine.

The bright moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

Since ancient times, the bright moon has condensed the good wishes of all people.

A full moon night is a bright moon.

Nangong Mingyue, the Nangong family's small wish was born.

After An Kechun left, Nangong Zi hugged her daughter, and said to the sleeping face, "Don't even mention it, your aunt is called by my daughter, why is it so nice."

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

"Why do you warm her aunt's, but not her parents'?" Nangong Zi asked.

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

"Heart."

"What's wrong with you?"

"I..." Nangong Zi's heart is sweet now, and she really doesn't need to be warmed. Compared with his sister-in-law's heart full of holes, she should be warmed more.

"It was so hard to give birth to a girl, why did she give birth to her?" Patriarch Nangong complained.

An Kexia gestured to her daughter, "Why don't you recall why I want to give birth to her?"

Memories from last year raided my mind, Patriarch Nangong hugged his daughter embarrassingly, not letting his wife see it.

But when the child was crying, Nangong Zi hugged her and went to his wife's side again.

"You didn't want me to see it, why didn'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's New Year's Eve dinner was eaten at Manxianglou again, Jiangsu lost a lot of weight, Jiang Chenyu saw the pain in his eyes but didn't say it out loud. The kid's chair can't hold the noisy little tiger, because he doesn't like being restrained, so an adult chair is pulled up for the little guy to stand on and eat freely.

During the meal, Mr. Jiang proposed to have a drink, "Chenfeng could drink eight taels with me before, but I have never tested Chenyu. Xiaosu, you are young, let's see if you can drink your father and uncle down."

Jiangsu got up and went to the door to grab a bottle of white wine, "Dad, Uncle, Grandpa, let the Jiang family men open a bottle tonight, let's see who gets the food first."

Elder Jiang disliked it, "Tch, grandpa's drinking age is older than yours, who do you look down on?"

With a smile on his face, Jiang Chenfeng watched his son open the wine. He has also arrived, the age to compete with his son for drinking during the Chinese New Year.

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

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

Xiaojun was holding the chicken leg with one hand and the cool and crisp cucumber strips with the other. Seeing the wine, he quickly put the cucumber sticks in his mouth into his mouth, chewing with his small mouth, and at the same time stretched out his empty hand for his wine glass. Even vague ones, "Brother, Bao also drinks."

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

"Sister Nuan, does the tiger dare to drink?" Jiangsu asked uncertainly.

Gu Nuannuan's oily son said, "She didn't dare, we didn't find out before, and I drank a bottle of red wine secretly, and it didn't matter."

Jiang Chen said: "Pour some for him, just perfunctory. Baijiu is strong and spicy, so I dare not let him drink it."

Jiangsu poured out 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, so it is not so easy to fool around, "Brother, I am dissatisfied~"

Jiangsu laughed loudly, "Dunzi is a good drinker, he must be full."

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

Mr. Jiang was silent for two seconds, "Pour Sprite for him." Anyway, it was transparent, and he was just a three-year-old cub, and he couldn't read, so he was very foolish.

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

The whole family laughed, but they didn't explain it to the little naughty egg.

Clinking glasses, the excitement of the little tiger is indispensable. The wine that Dad drinks is spicy, so why does his 'wine' still have bubbles splashing on his little face.

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

Seeing his family members laughing, the little tiger also giggled cheerfully.

Su family.

Everyone in the kitchen was cooking their own specialty dishes, only Miss Jiang, who was eating and drinking, was holding her son and setting off firecrackers outside.

Light it up, throw it, and run away.

Halfway through the run, remembering that she had a son, Miss Jiang turned around, and with a bang, Jiang Momo shrank her shoulders in fright.

Xiao Qinglong cried loudly in the yard.

Mrs. Su in the kitchen said to her son who was chopping vegetables, "Rinyan, don't do anything, go out and look at your family. Xiaolong is crying again, and probably has something to do with Jiang Xiaomo."

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

During the Chinese New Year celebration, Jiang Chenyu bought a trunk of fireworks for his wife and children to enjoy. However, before the Chinese New Year, the firecrackers and fireworks at Jiang Chenyu's house had already been used up by his precious wife and children.

The mother and son didn't enjoy the game, and sometimes acted coquettishly and sometimes coaxed him at night, wanting him to buy more. "Husband~ Didn't you enjoy the game? It's not Chinese New Year yet. After playing, there will be no more fun for Chinese New Year, woohoo."

The little tiger also pretended to cry, and put his arms around his father's neck, "Dad, Bao still wants to play."

There is no way, Jiang Chenyu bought another trunk, this time strictly control his wife and children, play slowly, he is afraid that this pile will not be enough.

At the end of the twelfth lunar month, every day when Jiang Chenyu went home, he would find the little eyes of his wife and children eagerly looking forward to him. "Save a little for the New Year."

The mother and son pouted, unhappy.

Su Linyan was so busy that he didn't have time to buy them, so Jiang Chenyu asked his assistant to deliver a few boxes to the Su family.

This made Miss Jiang have a great time playing. In the yard, there was the sound of cannons "dong dong dong" for a while, and the cry of Xiaolongwa "wah wah" for a while.

Su Linyan went out, and Xiao Qinglong went after his father.

Jiang Momo lit the fuse and ran away immediately.

Xiao Qinglong, who had been frightened a few 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 big, it could be seen how strong his desire to escape was.