After a while, another younger brother under Patriarch Nangong 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 the newborn. So, the younger brother packed a bucket of dumplings made at home and sent them over. "Hey, Patriarch, why are you standing outside?"

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

"My mother made dumplings for the Chinese New Year. I'll deliver some to you and sister-in-law. Why don't you go upstairs, it's cold outside." The younger brother asked again.

A certain Patriarch: "...I haven't exposed enough, you can go up by yourself."

The little brother is at a loss, when did the boss like to bask in the sun? I 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 fell asleep after drinking milk, and the little brother went over to hug her, and the addiction was over. "Sister-in-law, why is Mingyue holding her so lightly? Is she too thin?"

The An family sisters: "..."

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

An Kexia: "She was just born, not yet full moon."

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

An Kexia nodded, "I like it."

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

After hugging Xiao Mingyue for a while, he handed the child to An Kexia, but it was not suitable for the younger brother 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 the younger brother took and handed it to him.

The younger brother took the lunch box and said, "Sister-in-law, no matter how delicious my mother cooks, I'll come and deliver it to you."

"you are very welcome."

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

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

"Understood, you go now."

A certain Patriarch, 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 looked at her husband downstairs from time to time.

"No matter what, I like to give dumplings. My mother used to make dumplings, and she would go to the cemetery to give them to me."

An Kexia ate and said: "Because dumplings represent the family, when eating dumplings, I can always think of my family. Ah Zi's younger brothers, they all miss him in their hearts, love Wu and Wu, and think of me. When parents make dumplings, they always think of them. I was thinking of you."

Patriarch Nangong, who had been standing outside for two hours, was so cold that he hurried back. Back in the suite, in the warm room, he deliberately put on a relaxed expression, as if he wasn't the one who was freezing.

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

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

Nangong Zi stepped back, and he also yelled at his wife, "You confinement woman, why are you warming my hands? Lie down on your bed and rest, and I'll let you touch me when it's warm."

Nangong Zi moved around indoors for a while, his body warmed up, his hands were deep into his wife's bed, and he said cheaply, "Xia Xia, now you can touch me, no money, just touch me casually."

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

Nangong Zi ate the dumplings left for him with his wife's chopsticks. "This taste is the dumplings made by Aunt Man. In the past, we had nowhere to go, so we all went to Xiaoman'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 on the dumplings, rubbed her hands and walked over, "Girl, don't cry, dad has passed."

An Kechun had to go back to work the next day, and stayed until six or seven o'clock in the evening. An Kexia urged her sister to leave. "It's too late and I don't worry about you driving alone at night, sister, you should leave early. I have A Zi here."

Obviously, Ah Zi did not convince An Kechun.

"There are confinement maids and servants here. You can't count on Ah Zi, and they are reliable."

Sending my sister to the elevator, An Kechun said, "Second brother, I'm leaving. I'll come and see you when my sister is free."

After seeing off An Kechun, An Kexia returned to the suite, waved away the servants, leaving only a family of three in the bedroom. Although it was quiet but warm, someone was setting off fireworks outside the window, Nangong Zi stuffed his index finger into his daughter's little hand, he just laughed silly without saying a word.

Fireworks bloom in the sky, illuminating the room.

"Xia Xia, should you give your daughter a baby name too?" Nangong Zi said suddenly.

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

"Why?"

"Reunion is round, life is happy."

Nangong Zi nodded, and the boss said rudely, "Success, this name is fine."

Nangong Xiaoyuanyuan, Nangong Zimeng laughed out loud.

An Kexia, who got up to breastfeed her daughter, also laughed when she saw her happy and silly husband, lowered her head, and looked at her daughter who was drinking milk. "Yuanyuan, you must be blessed."

The Jiang family and other families are all asleep.

The Jiang family's yard was crackling and never quiet anymore.

Occasionally, it is accompanied by the sound of firecrackers.

"Where, light it for Bao~ Bao wants to put explosives~" The little tiger was wearing a red padded jacket, the cuffs were dirty, his nose was running, and his little face was flushed with cold.

Holding a cannon in his hand, he ran after his mother.

Gu Nuannuan was holding a lighter, and just after setting off a big firework, his son passed by again.

"It's firecrackers, not explosives."

Little Tiger: "What the treasure puts is explosives~"

Gu Nuannuan lit it for him, "Hurry up!!"

The little tiger has played more times and has become more refined. If his mother is a little bit, he will throw it away immediately.

The sound in the yard made the little tiger laugh the most happily.

Under the eaves, stood a little green dragon who dared not go down.

After playing at Jiang Momo's house, she started to go back to her mother's house to play. "Nuan'er, my second brother bought you another trunk?" Miss Jiang envied.

Gu Xiaonuan was not satisfied with his blessings, "I bought another trunk, but he still restricted me from playing with tiger cubs."

Jiang Chenyu was behind, "I don't restrict you two, you two can give me the Yenan Villa."

"Give it to Dad~"

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

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

The little tiger’s childhood was rich and colorful, because his mother loved to play and took him to play together. The joy of childhood, he did not leave one behind.

He chased his mother to play in front, and his father chased him behind him.

Jiang Chenyu had to hold his son from time to time, "Come here and wipe your nose, isn't it dirty?"

The little tiger turned his head hard and looked for his mother, "Where, wait for the treasure."

Little Qinglong was held by his father, very quiet.

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

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