The happy little days of the Ye family

When picking up the bride, Wang Xiaoshan invited many young men from the village to go with him.

It looked lively and lively at the time, but now that the bride had taken over, these people were pouring wine on him, and Wang Xiaoshan couldn't resist it at all.

As a good brother, Tang Xiaojing rushed over to help him and blocked a lot of wine for him, making his face red from drinking.

Fortunately, these people were also afraid that Tang Xiao Jingqiu would settle the score later, so they didn't go too far, and they all dispersed after drinking.

Although the Wang family prepared a lot of dishes today, most of which were meat dishes, they were all eaten by now. Even the broth was mixed with rice and eaten.

At this time, there were only a few aunts left in the Wang family to help clean up. Seeing that everyone was almost gone, Ye Qingqing helped Tang Xiaojing, who smelled of alcohol, back.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaojing was still conscious and could barely walk with support, otherwise Ye Qingqing would not have been able to get him back.

Tang Xiaojing was full of alcohol and smelled bad.

Ye Qingqing was afraid that he would infect his son, so he quickly changed him into clean clothes as soon as he returned.

Then he gave him a bowl of sober honey water.

Tang Xiaojing's wine was pretty good. After drinking the honey water, he fell asleep and even snored.

Ye Qingqing covered him with a quilt, and then packed up the things he bought at the market today.

Except for a small amount of snacks and food, most of what I bought today were cloth, salt, miso, and rice wine, which are things that are used daily at home.

It's cold now, and the candy tiger I bought for Xiao Qi hasn't melted at all.

It still looks majestic, and the little guy will be very happy to see it later.

Ye Qingqing gently placed the sugar painting on the table, and then took out a small red shaking drum the size of a fist from the bottom of the backpack.

Ye Qingqing gently shook the small drum in his hand twice, making a crisp sound of "dong dong dong".

Chenchen is still a few days away from turning 9 months old and can't eat sweets yet. Ye Qingqing bought this little drum specially for him.

There is also a small peach sword hanging under the drum to ward off evil spirits, which looks very cute.

Looking at the small drum in his hand, Ye Qingqing thought of Chenchen who was still sleeping soundly, and his face suddenly softened a lot.

The little guy is still sleeping. Ye Qingqing gently placed it beside Chenchen's bed, and he will be able to see it immediately after waking up.

After packing his things, Ye Qingqing divided a small half of the food he bought at the market, then took the candy tiger and went to Ye's house next door.

As soon as Ye Qingqing entered the door, he happily started shouting:

"Xiao Qi, look what good things aunt bought you."

Hearing Ye Qingqing's voice, the little guy let go of his dirty hands that were ravaging the big sweet potato head and ran over.

After a while, a small white and tender dumpling hugged Ye Qingqing's leg.

But where Ye Qingqing saw it, there were dirty little handprints printed on the hem of the skirt.

"Auntie, it smells delicious~, it tastes like candy."

Ye Qingqing maliciously hid the things in his hands behind his back.

The little guy only smelled the smell, but didn't see anything. He looked around with confusion.

"Where's Tangtang? Why does it only have taste?"

When Ye Qingqing saw the little guy, he was looking around, but he couldn't find the candy he was longing for, and he was extremely anxious.

He smiled and handed the candy tiger behind him:

"Here, I bought this for you at the store."

"Thank you, aunt~, aunt is the best~"

The little guy smiled brightly and held the candy tiger that was bigger than his face, grinned and took a lick on it.

“Sweet and delicious~”

The little guy licked it again, then handed the candy tiger to Ye Qingqing, looking at her with a cute face:

"Tiantian~, my aunt also eats it."

Ye Qingqing shook his head, "You're so good, my aunt won't eat it, so you can eat it yourself."

Ye Qingqing ate the rabbit-shaped candy painting that Tang Xiaojing bought for her for a long time at the big show, and now she doesn't want to eat candy at all.

At this time, Ye Xilin also came over, picked up Xiao Qi, and deliberately teased him:

"Uncle also wants to eat sweets. Will Xiaoqi give it to uncle?"

The little guy looked at the candy tiger in his hand, then at Ye Xilin, and suddenly became confused.

Ye Xilin immediately became unhappy, "Well, you, Ye Xiaoqi, still think about it. It's really a waste of my love for you."

In the end, the little guy looked distressed and moved his beloved Sugar Tiger closer to Ye Xilin's mouth.

"You can only take a small lick."

"I don't-"

As he spoke, Ye Xilin opened his mouth and took a bite on Sugar Tiger's body.

Xiao Qi saw that a piece of Tang Huo's butt was missing and burst into tears.

"Uncle is bad, my big tiger, uncle is bad..."

Ye Qingqing saw that this heartless brother had made Xiao Qi cry, so he quickly hugged him over to comfort him.

Mother Ye and Mrs. Ye heard Xiao Qi's cry and ran over quickly.

When the little guy saw the two people who usually love him the most coming over, he immediately pouted and started to complain:

"Uncle, uncle, you ate my candy (??v?v??)."

When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law saw that a piece of the candy painting in Ye Xilin's hand was missing, they knew that this boy needed to be beaten again.

The two of them slapped each other directly, and Ye Xilin scurried around the yard like a monkey.

Before the slap even touched, Ye Xilin exaggeratedly shouted that it hurt, and soon made Xiao Qi laugh.

Seeing that the little guy finally smiled, Ye Qingqing immediately put down the heavy little meat ball.

This little guy is getting fatter and fatter. If she holds him for a while longer, her hands will probably lose the strength to eat.

Ye Qingqing guessed that Chenchen was about to wake up, and gave all the cakes in his hands to Ye Mu.

"Mom, it's time for Chenchen to wake up. I'm going back first."

Mother Ye looked at her daughter's cheerful back and muttered helplessly:

"She's already a mother, and she's still jumping around like a child."

Ye Qingqing came back just in time. As soon as he opened the door, Chenchen on the small bed opened his big watery eyes.

Seeing a red thing next to him, the little guy picked it up and shook it a few times. After hearing the "dong dong dong" sound, he laughed happily.

"We, Chenchen, are so smart. We can play the small drum without being taught."

Ye Qingqing took the small drum, shook it gently twice, and taught the little guy how to play.

Although the sound of the small drum is not loud, the little guy keeps banging here, which is quite noisy.

Ye Qingqing was afraid of disturbing the child's father while he was sleeping, so he simply carried him to the yard.

The little guy especially liked the small drum that Ye Qingqing bought for him. He kept shaking it in his hand.

After the mother and son played for a while, Aunt Chen also washed and cut the dishes for dinner. Ye Qingqing would just cook them later.

And the rice has already been lit and is cooking in the pot.

However, the temperature is low in winter, and the cooked food cools quickly.

And every day when Tangshan comes back, he has to play with his precious grandson for a while before eating.

Ye Qingqing simply waited for Tangshan to come back before starting cooking.

It gets dark early in winter. Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Qingqing asked Aunt Chen to go back first.

After a while, Tangshan came back with his bullock cart.

"Chenchen, do you miss grandpa?"

"Yeah...yeah..."

"We Chenchen are so awesome, let's shout again."

"...yeah~"

"Hey, our Chenchen is so smart."

When Ye Qingqing saw Tangshan holding his eldest grandson in his arms and not letting go, he went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Aunt Chen has already prepared rice in the pot. Ye Qingqing will simply stir-fry two vegetables and steam an egg custard, and a simple dinner will be ready.